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With a wry grin and a nod to all players, Jack shuffles the cards. His snowy wings flutter in delight, casting tiny, iridescent snowflakes that shimmer in the candlelight and disappear before touching the table. "Ah, cousins Ottar and Osvic, tell me, do you share a similar fortune as well as...

OOC: @tglassy fancy a few rounds of Three Dragon Ante together? It might be easier to pull a fast one on the Mintarn mercenaries if Mak and Jack team up, just sayin'... if not, no worries at all.

Hey just wanted to thank both of you (@Steve Gorak and @Quickleaf) for getting the snowball rolling for discussions of nuances on interactions between spells and environment in the tundra setting. Jack Everfrost has Shape Water as a cantrip too, and I'm sure I'll have some nutty ideas on how to...

Turning to Thidrik, Jack's gaze appraises the man's impressive armor. "Thidrik Steingrimsson, your armor is quite the spectacle. Impeccable craftsmanship, akin to the intricate patterns of frost on a winter's morn." Then he nods at Ottar, eyes dancing over the man's vibrant tattoos. "And Ottar...

Some while later, once he is sure they wouldn’t be overheard, Jack leans in closer to Russet, dropping his voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "This one, eh?” he nods towards Mak, “loaded with gold and looking for a way to lighten his purse? Not as loaded as that lot, though…” with a discreet nod...

"Russet! You old warren-dodger," Jack greets, fluttering over to the harengon, with a hearty laugh that belies his small stature. "The last time I saw you, you were in a face-off with a whole gang of brigands and insisted you were just stretching your legs." Jack winks at Russet and flutters...

Thanks ! I was thinking that Russet and Jack be acquainted with each other originally from the feywild, and have become closer due to more recent events. Jack loves playing cards and sometimes gets in over his head with betting. Due to his gambling debts, he has been cursed by a feywild...

The main entrance of the lively tavern swings open, allowing a gust of frigid night air and a flurry of snow to gust in. Strange, the sky seemed clear just a while ago. Patrons near the entrance shiver as they glance toward the door with frost-rimmed mugs in hand and spot a diminutive figure...

Name: Jack Everfrost Race: fairy (small size, from MotM) Background: gambler Class: Sorcerer, Wild Magic 3 [Quickleaf variant "roll-to-cast" sorcerer] Alignment: chaotic neutral

Count me in!!! Looking forward to his, thanks Quickleaf. :D I'm flexible on character choice, whatever fits the party. Maybe an arcane magic wizard? Variant wildmagic sorcerer? Crusader paladin?