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

[color=CCCC22]"Best thing I've ever been given?"[/color] Jub paused in his meal and tilted his head to one side. [color=CCCC22]"Well, now, that's a tough one. While the most important thing I own is, of course, my spellbook, I wasn't exactly [i]given[/i] that."[/color] He frowned. In truth, he had received very few gifts in his time, and none of them were particularly noteworthy. They had been either things like food or money, interchangeable things that you didn't hold onto for too long. Jub's ears were drooping slightly as he was starting to think he'd have to admit to his new friends that he didn't have any fond memories like that...

... then he remembered Gabriel giving him his bag of pixie dust back at the Carnival, the bag he still had among his belongings. It had been a small thing, and he'd forgotten it not long after, but it had been nice to get given something like that out of the blue.

Of course, he wasn't sure how comfortable he felt admitting that to his companions. They might make fun of him. He opened his mouth to lie and say he couldn't think of anything but instead... [color=CCCC22]"Well, there was that pixie dust Gabe gave he me at the carnival,"[/color] he said. [color=CCCC22]"That was pretty nice."[/color] Once he realised what he had just said, his face flushed. "[color=CCCC22]Ha ha... wow this is really good food, ma'am, what's your secret?"[/color] he quickly said before proceeding to stuff with face with food, praying to whatever gods were currently listening that his friends would ignore what he just said.