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

Jub woke up when he felt himself be slapped by unknown assailant, only to find himself in strange place surrounded by familiar faces... and also unfamiliar faces. Also there was another bugbear here now and Brutrumukk was shouting at him and going into a detailed rant about the taste of humanoid flesh.

[color=CCCC22]"Is this a dream or is this real?"[/color] Jub asked to no one in particular. [color=CCCC22]"It's getting really hard to tell at this point."[/color] He stood up, brushing the dirt (and poppies) off his clothes before turning his attention to Brutrumukk and the new bugbear. [color=CCCC22]"No, the clothes aren't part of the curse,"[/color] he informed the bugbear in goblin. [color=CCCC22]"He lost his clothes when he got reborn, and those were the only replacements we could find."[/color] He then raised his hand in a lazy wave. [color=CCCC22]"Also, hi, I'm Jub. I'm also here." [/color] There was something in his tone in that last bit that implied a mild distaste towards this newcomer. There was something about the way this bugbear conducted himself that immediately made Jub not like him, and while he normally wouldn't have made this so clear, perhaps it was because Brutrumukk was standing right next to him (and everything he had gone through since entering the Feywild) that made him feel a little bolder.