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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Aethmud" data-source="post: 9199374" data-attributes="member: 6746292">Jack grins toward Alma, the corners of his eyes crinkling with mirth. "Oh, Alma, you're thinking like a philosopher when you should be thinking like a fey. It's not about what the creature can do, it's about what we can teach it. As for revenge, well, if we can teach a raven to deliver messages instead of pecking out the eyes of farmers, I'd say we have a shot at teaching Junior Yeti some manners.  And as for the ethics of it all, in the Feywild, we don't bind creatures against their will. We bind them with promises of adventure, the allure of mystery, and a never-ending supply of snacks! You'd be surprised how many beings value a good trail mix over freedom."  Then Jack frowns a bit and strokes his chin, "Hmm, I wonder what sort of snacks a baby yeti would want anyway."Jack nods as he listens to Zeth, "That's the spirit! The yeti's treasure was right there, staring us in the face this whole while. You know, Zeth, in a way, these yetis are like walking, growling treasure chests.  Who needs gold coins when you've got yeti coats just strolling around?"He then flashes a mischievous grin, his hand reaching for his vial of fey dust. "But let's try and get our treasure without any scratches on it, shall we? Time for another round of Jack's patented Yeti Lullabies."  He grimaces as he readies a spell, "Fortune favors the bold!  Or in our case, the bold enough to take a snooze in a yeti's lair!"[SPOILER=Spell]Jack casts Sleep as a 1st level spell, and <a href="https://www.coyotecode.net/roll/lookup.php?rollid=285645" target="_blank">puts 22 HPs of creatures to sleep</a>, enough for both the yeti mother and the yeti child.[/SPOILER]Jack moves further into the yeti lair to get a good view of the two yetis.  With a flourish of his hands and a mischievous glint in his eye, he pulls out a small, intricately decorated vial, filled with shimmering, enchanted fey dust. Whispering an incantation in the melodic language of the Feywild, Jack gently blows on the vial, releasing a swirl of sparkling dust into the air. The particles of dust catch the light, twinkling like distant stars as they drift towards the yeti mother and child.As the fey dust settles over the two yetis, their movements begin to slow. The mother's fierce, protective stance softens, her eyes growing heavy. Beside her, the child, mirroring its mother, starts to blink slowly, struggling to keep its eyes open. Within moments, both yetis succumb to the spell's gentle pull, collapsing into a deep, peaceful slumber. The mother curls protectively around her child, their breaths syncing in a rhythm of serene sleep.Jack watches with a satisfied nod, a whisper of a smile on his lips. "Sweet dreams, furry snow folk," he murmurs, his work done, the danger averted. The cave, once filled with tension and a threat of violence, now echoes with the soft, steady breathing of the sleeping yetis.</blockquote>

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