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<blockquote data-quote="Aethmud" data-source="post: 9058948" data-attributes="member: 6746292">Jack chuckles, a sound reminiscent of tinkling icicles, as he smiles at Alma’s compliment. &quot;My dear Alma, ever the beacon of courtesy and care,&quot; he cooes, a playful cadence in his voice. &quot;You certainly have a knack for charming us all! You're most welcome, dear.&quot; He executes a dainty bow in mid-air, wings fluttering lightly.With a flick of his wrist, Jack conjures up a pair of bright spectral ropes in his hands. &quot;Knotty predicaments call for a pinch of style, and a lot of patience,&quot; he states as his fingers dance nimbly, causing the magical ropes first to mesh themselves into the exposed fibers of the broken rope, and then to tie themselves into a series of ever more complicated knots. &quot;I can show you how to tie knots like no other,&quot; he says, grinning proudly.With a playful gleam in his eyes, he gives the rope a tug and they fall apart, melting into the snow pack and leaving the severed lines just as they were.&nbsp; As the illusion fades, Jack confesses with a sigh, &quot;Alas,&quot; the sparkle in his eyes betraying his jest, &quot;my illusions are more cooperative than the real thing. But fret not, I am always eager to learn!&quot; Turning from Alma to the group, his playful demeanor now replaced with a curious gaze, &quot;Who among us has the firmest grip on sled-ropes and mountaineering knots? Teach us the ropes of this frosty travel business.&quot;</blockquote>

[QUOTE="Aethmud, post: 9058948, member: 6746292"] Jack chuckles, a sound reminiscent of tinkling icicles, as he smiles at Alma’s compliment. [B]"My dear Alma, ever the beacon of courtesy and care,"[/B] he cooes, a playful cadence in his voice. [B]"You certainly have a knack for charming us all! You're most welcome, dear."[/B] He executes a dainty bow in mid-air, wings fluttering lightly. With a flick of his wrist, Jack conjures up a pair of bright spectral ropes in his hands. [B]"Knotty predicaments call for a pinch of style, and a lot of patience,"[/B] he states as his fingers dance nimbly, causing the magical ropes first to mesh themselves into the exposed fibers of the broken rope, and then to tie themselves into a series of ever more complicated knots. [B]"I can show you how to tie knots like no other,"[/B] he says, grinning proudly. With a playful gleam in his eyes, he gives the rope a tug and they fall apart, melting into the snow pack and leaving the severed lines just as they were. As the illusion fades, Jack confesses with a sigh, [B]"Alas," [/B]the sparkle in his eyes betraying his jest, [B]"my illusions are more cooperative than the real thing. But fret not, I am always eager to learn!" [/B]Turning from Alma to the group, his playful demeanor now replaced with a curious gaze, [B]"Who among us has the firmest grip on sled-ropes and mountaineering knots? Teach us the ropes of this frosty travel business."[/B] [/QUOTE]

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