The Legend of Vox Machina

Doty, take this down. I, Taryon Darrington, inventor and bestselling author, have met the most bewildering group of mercenaries in Exandria. A tall brooding one, a short angry one, and far too many pointy ears. They seem… promising? 

Doty, take this down. Antlers has gone off to do something terribly dangerous involving water. Meanwhile, Short Stuff and Jumbo are poking around places they probably shouldn't be. I've arrived with important news. Doty, underline "important."

Doty, take this down. We've gathered in a mountain village for a ceremony. The food is mediocre and my fellow adventurers haven't spoken in a year. Uninvited guests crash the party. Rude. Doty, note that I handled it with grace.

Doty, take this down. We've traveled to my hometown, which I was hoping to avoid. My family's business is more complicated than I remembered. Short Stuff has strange visions and Four Eyes is playing card games. I had some strong words for my father.

Doty, take this down. Four Eyes has devised a plan to break into a library. A LIBRARY. The Head Archivist is terrifying, but couldn't we just ask nicely? Jumbo accidentally did something clever, surprising everyone. Doty, document my contributions.

Doty, take this down. Jumbo is telling us a very old, very alarming story. Short Stuff visits family in a quaint town, but something feels… off. A friendly stranger seems a bit too friendly. I have a bad feeling about this one.

Doty, take this down. I'm told there are secret tunnels beneath the castle. What's down there is ghastly. I elected to stay upstairs the strategic choice. My fellows encountered old horrors and secrets beneath someone of my notoriety.

Doty, take this down. My fellows and I traveled to a distant city to find an old friend. There was music, shouting, and at least one spectacular fight. I, naturally, saved the day. You're welcome. Doty, make sure you got that last part.

Doty, take this down. Things are getting serious. Our brave band is heading somewhere very dark and dangerous, and even I can tell the mood has shifted. Everyone is quieter than usual, which for this group is saying something. Doty, sharpen my sword.