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Jack’s wings flutter slightly as he claps his hands and throws his voice with theatrical flair. "Ahhh, Master Ulif! You warm my frosty heart. I thought no one in Ten Towns had a real eye for talent anymore!" He spins mid-air in his excitement to show off Snowfang's next trick, "Now, I won’t lie...

Jack doffs an imaginary cap with a flourish and bows mid-air. "Ah! Greetings, my good sir Ulif! Wimbley Snowpatter, at your service—canine whisperer, amateur moonlight yodeler, and longtime resident of the far side of Kelvin’s Cairn, where the frost bites back." He gestures grandly to Snowfang...

They exit the tavern to find some cover for the transformation and, once Aric has finished his spell casting, they cross town in the snowy morning light, Jack's wings shimmering like ice, his breath puffing in the frigid air. Beside him bounds a large, thick-coated sled dog with intelligent...

Aric rushes into the tavern, clearly frustrated, and seeks out Jack as he's finishing his playful banter and singalong with the local children. After quickly recounts his failed attempt to persuade the sled dog guards, Aric and Jack agree they should make delaying the caravan a priority, while...

I vote for a long rest too. Jack has only two 1st-level spell slots left, and only 1 sorcery point. Good for a small skirmish but not a major battle. We haven't had a long rest since way back before we climbed Kelvin's Cairn. That was a long time ago. That said, I'd hope that we can either...

Jack gins widely at the little tyke, chuckling, "You noticed! Yes, I'm magic through and through. Well, mostly magic. There's also a bit of laughter from a dancing snowflake, half a hiccup from a squirrel, a smidgen of nonsense, and two and a third sneezes from a sleepy dragonfly." He winks at...

Despite his exhausted state, Jack is cheerful as he enters the inn. He flutters gracefully over to the children, a mischievous twinkle in his eyes as he leans in with a conspiratorial whisper. "Did I hear someone telling ghost stories? Mind if I join?" The youngest child, wide-eyed and...

@happylace it was fun playing and Alma is a great character. Wish you all the best and hope our paths can cross again. Everyone -- my apologies for being offline for so long without notice. A storm of factors conspired to make my life way way too busy. I am back and will be catching up...

Jack gazes wide-eyed at everyone and holds up a pointer finger to his pursed lips. The only sound he's making, a gentle and steady beat of his gossamer wings, is drowned out by the rushing water. He makes an exaggerated pantomime show of taking large creeping steps, though anyone who looks...

My bad, I thought they were not blocking our path. If they are, I'm in favor of getting past them posthaste with minimal violence and noise. They'd be easy to kill, but that could be loud, and would leave too much evidence of intruders. I'm not sure if there's some way we could lure them into...

I'd rather just get out of here, do a short rest outside well away from the cavern exit, and then we can do some recon and decide whether to take a long rest before or after dealing with the murderer's caravan. My vote would be to take a long rest before engaging, if at all possible. Jack is...

Jack whispers, once everyone is across, "That's it! Real quiet like. Trex, my new friend, we will see you again soon." And then to the whole party, in an even lower whisper, barely audible above the rushing water, "Let's sneak out, now, before the cultists come check on their pet rats. We...

I'm thinking maybe we can all ferry across and then, if Aric needs help with climbing out, maybe we can tie a rope around the spider before he changes shape again? Or something like that? Or, @Steve Gorak, are there other smaller forms you can take that are still good climbers?

Jack whispers with a smirk, "Trex, you’re a true schemer after my own heart. We’ll be back soon for the main event!" With a final wink, he flits toward the party. Once they’re huddled near the walkway’s edge, Jack whispers to the group, "Alright, let’s slip out over by the top of the waterfall...

Jack flits back down the shaft, wings humming softly, and lands with a flourish near the group. His grin is wide and mischievous as he dusts off his hands for no real reason. He looks about conspiratorially as he whispers, "Alright, listen up, we’ve got two kobolds up top—armed to the teeth...