Hop In Losers, We’re Going On An Expedition!

[Jams Bolero]

Jams, still standing near Jade as the giant who called himself "Tartaros" introduced himself and gave an irritated dragon his comeuppance, stood and contemplated on the group. He primarily focused on their anger. It seemed like everyone in this group was out for someone's throat, excluding a few like Val and the man who blew up in the distance. If this group's hostility was to continue at this rate, they would surely be found dead in a matter of hours, perhaps even minutes. Not as if Jams really was capable of mediating them, seeing as he literally just got here.

Beyond that, Jams also heard word of this group going on an expedition to someplace frozen. This certainly sends a chill down my spine. Bad puns aside, Jams begins a mental checklist of all the things he would need for a cold place. He would obviously require warm clothes, an applicable heat source, plenty of food to devour, and a good set of cool tunes to listen to. Several khakis, a few zip-up hoodies, maybe a lighter and some firewood. Oh, and a good laptop would probably do him well. Actually, upon contemplating the usefulness of a computer, Jams starts to wonder about something in Jade's greeting to Tartaros.

Jams decides to ask a quick question of the formally dressed girl beside him. "Garden gnostic? Nomadic neutrality? Those sound like usernames of some kind. Wait a second! Does this place have INTERNET?!" Although not really screaming, there was certainly an astounded tone in his voice and a glow in his eyes that obviously exposed his passion for technology. His face was simply beaming at this revelation as he stared off into the distance and waited for an answer.