Jub the Peculiar
Jub observed the bullywugs with dull amusement. Snooty frog people? Yeah, that checked out. It made as much sense as anything else he'd seen since entering this weird plane. Just like Brutrumukk, he also didn't fancy his chances with mingling these guys, and started following the gnome around the hall until he drew his attention to something nearby. Jub eyed the cloud curiously, though no more surprised than how he had looked at the bullywugs. "That's a storm cloud... with ropes coming out of it," the goblin said flatly. He then shrugged. "You know, I'm starting to wish I'd found a book about fey nonsense instead of a spellbook. That would be very helpful right about now."