[center][color=CCCC22][h3]Jub the Peculiar[/h3][/color][/center]

[color=CCCC22]"Oh- okay, guess I'm going too,"[/color] said Jub as Brutrumukk left the rest of the group. He didn't have any problem leaving the conversation, as he hadn't exactly been participating in it that much, but he didn't like the direction Brutrumukk's mood had taken. As the bugbear started ranting to him, Jub simply nodded along with the occassional [color=CCCC22]"Mm-hmm"[/color] and [color=CCCC22]"Yep"[/color] when it was appropriate, all the while starting to sweat profusely.

In truth, Jub hadn't exactly been living a normal goblin life before meeting Brutrumukk. He'd been going from town to town, keeping his head down and using his magic to get enough coin to feed himself. When he couldn't get coin, he mostly dug around in other people's garbage to get what he needed. While he hadn't gone so far as to collecting shiny objects, he had done what he needed to do to get by, and he assumed that Jingle Jangle's habit of collecting keys was her way of coping. [color=CCCC22]"Eh, when you don't have a tribe, you try and do what you can to get by,"[/color] he said. [color=CCCC22]"And I suppose, in a place like the Feywild, 'getting by' involves being really, really weird."[/color]