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Jack flutters up with an enthusiastic grin and abruptly gives a a gesture of greeting that he noticed the dwarves had used with each other earlier, a deferential tilt of the head together with a thoughtful squint. "Well met, Oskar Whisperstone. Jack Everfrost, at your service! Pleasure to have...

Jack clasps Trex’s tail-tip in his pinky with a conspiratorial grin, shaking it with eager sincerity. "Done deal, my scaly friend! You and I, we are henceforth and forevermore brothers in the fine art of sabotage. Why, if I had a shiny rock for every time I've tricked someone into a trap, I’d be...

Jack leans in close to Trex, his grin widening as he considers the kobold’s request. "Ah, now we’re talking! Keeping your own gemstones, a far shinier prospect than this handful of silver junk, that's certain." He clinks the coins one last time for effect, but then gives a casual shrug, as if...

Jack flutters in behind Lumrolur, giving the kobolds an encouraging smile, and then reaches for his pouch of silver, which he subtly shakes, letting the coins clink. With a friendly and mischievous tone, he whispers to them as though he's a familiar conspirator, “Well now, little friends, no...

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Sounds great!

Really sorry to see you go, and I hope our paths can cross again sometime. I totally understand about how you're feeling. Take care.

"Seeing as she's dangerous, let's not travel with them just yet. Instead, let's head into Termalaine ourselves, and learn more about the fanatics before approaching them. They might even have played a role in the evil deeds plaguing this area. Now, let's go, we've got a murderer to track...

Jacks whispers to Spider-Aric, “We promised our frosty friends some fresh food, and a promise is a promise! I bet they’d like some fresh kobold.”

If you're mainly focused on outcome rather than a series of tactical or roleplaying decisions, best resolution should be either (1) a single roll on a table of random events, or (2) a skill check that leads to branching outcomes. I'm in the middle of listening to Dune on audiobook, and I wonder...

Jack flutters up, hovering at about everyone else's eye level with his usual carefree grin. He gives a little wave with both hands, as if dismissing their concerns entirely. "Eccentric? Us? Nah. I mean, we’re not normal, but that's no fun anyway!" His eyes give a reminiscent look, as though...

I’m all for it! Jack would probably disagree, but I’m in charge here, and he’s not there to say anything about it anyway. 😂

Jacks whispers back, “Spider-Aric, that’s the spider monstrosity that climbed up with Zeth and Lumrolr! Like Aric, but a spider. If you were a spider, you’d be named Spider-Alma.” He starts humming, and sings softly under his breath, “Spider-Aric, Spider-Aric, Friendly goblin, who’s quite...

I'm torn between flying up to help with the ambush vs. staying below to deal with any unexpected events that happen near Alma and the toads. My inclination is to reinforce below for now. If things go haywire up there, Jack can fly up to assist.

Jack whispers to Alma, "Fresh kobold would hit the spot with these toads, just the kind of snack they're looking for!"

I am good with that, thanks. Also having tons of fun here! Always a great time in your games @Quickleaf

Yes, moving ahead to the run through the Underdark sounds great. The plan -- as I understand it -- is to bring the ice toads along at first, help them find a satisfying snack on the way (while they in turn help us to get past an obstacle), then ditch them so we can speed along. If no...

Jack claps his hands together in a cheerful gesture of agreement, "I'm with Brydum, let's leave this passage be. No time for a magic missile dance party." A grin spreads across his face. "As much as I'd love to stay and explore every trap and treasure this place has to offer, we’ve got a...

"An empty corridor! Empty is good. Bet the intruders weren't able to get inside here." Jack allows the nascent Icy Touch spell between his hands to dissipate into a poof of snowflakes. Jack's face turns pensive, as he wonders aloud, "A ways back, we saw some mural of a priestess carrying...

Jack nods to Lumrolur, incidating his readiness for what might come. "If we hit another trap, I'm giving up adventuring to become a trap critic," he whispers with a smirk, "This place is a goldmine for reviews!" He murmurs an aside to Brydum, "Dumathoin is the god of mining and deep secrets...