"Hur, hur, hur! You wasses der frog so she kissed yer, now she's der frog. Dats bloody funny dat is!"

"Did youse go to eat a frog before youse went to sleep, Bully?" the little druid asks the bugbear over his shoulder.  However, his eyes never leave the big frog in front of him.

"Dere's a nice froggy ..." he croons softly, before switching to another language

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20:29, Today: Jurz rolled 21 using 1d20+3. Talking to Big Frog.

"OR did youse touch dat statue ?" the goblin priest inquires sternly, but with a touch of resignation, regarding the bugbear with narrowed eyes.

"P'raps dese were ALL turned into froggies ?!!" he looks around the frog-filled chamber with alarm, his gaze naturally straying towards the exit which is now blocked by the giant frog.  "Oh dears ..."

Dregz lifts up his sack-covered holy book protectively, in case any of the frogs gets any ideas about leaping up and kissing him, covering his mouth, but leaving his eyes exposed to watch out with due fear and loathing.

Bulldust looks offended when Jurz and Dregz quiz him about eating frogs and touching statues.

"Na, Fleaz, I didn't eatz no froggiez. Youz sayz no eat vem and Holy sayz vey'z prolly pois'nous! Can't go near ve statue neivver, coz it'z inna waterz. Now, where'z Moffa gone?"

He looks down at Moffdust's pile of clothes at his feet then bends down to look under them too.

"Moffa, Moffa, Moffa, come out, come out wherever youz are," he calls.

It's not quite clear whether Jurz's little chat with the giant frog (in the peculiar language the little goblin druid calls his own) should be considered a success or not. The giant frog basically seems to decide it doesn't fancy goblin for supper after all - probably not too surprising, really - all that froggy baby talk would turn the stomach of just about anyone able to understand what Jurz was saying. The frog takes a giant leap forward into the pool of water and swims away toward the central spot where the statue is submerged in the pool.

Bulldust picks up Moffdust's clothing to look underneath and a little green frog hops out and lands on his shoulder.

Minmorc will continue peering through his fingers and half mumbling, half chuckling to himself about magic, diseases and frog goblins. It's pretty clear that he doesn't have a clue about what's going on, finds the whole situation very funny and has no intention of kissing Kermit's, snogging frogs or licking toads.

In reply to Minmorc (msg # 94):

"This place is scaring me."

Dregz squints at Bully, naturally assuming that despite all those vehement denials, the bugbear is lying through his pointy yellowed teeth ... but of course, unwilling to suggest that to his fearsome face.

"P'raps one of dem froggies,kissed you, den, while you wuz sleepin' ?" the goblin priest speculates, looking around his new tribe to see if there's anybody there that wasn't present when he went to sleep.

Whether his theory is right or wrong, Dregz isn't at all keen on letting any froggy even touch him !

"Ise thinks wese should get outs of here right now !"

"Dats da good plan" Jurz agrees with Gregz, then asks Oopses "Is da cat still trying to kiss der little frog?" as he backs away to where he has left his gear and Rog.

Quickly he loads as much gear as he can onto Rog and grabs the rest in big handfuls intending to harness and load the dog properly once they are outside.  "Minmoc, will youse have a look out through der hole and see if dere is anything out dere?" her asks suddenly, realising they could be running from a few frogs into a troop of eleven archers or worse!

Minmorc will scowl through his fingers at the little goblins scurrying around and takes a second to compose his thoughts, thinking several things at once clearly hurting his brain. "Jus stop scurrying around little gobbies, Wes needs a plan. We needs a war cheif wid a plan of attack cos just runnin from place to place is getting us dead fast. Now I don't know what's ter do, I aints a leader, I hit stuff. All I knows is my last bitty magic through my fingers lets me see udder magics so I'm gunna finish doing dat. Den I wants to looks deep inside and do dee magic mumble ter gets my magics back, so I'm gonna do dat. If der frogs get all pissy or kissy I'll stabs dem wid Vera, so I might has ter do dat. Once all dat is done I'll goes has a look out der hole and I'll go has a look at der udder tunnels. All dis finking is making der magic peeping hard so sssshhhhh. Stead of running in circles how bouts yous has a good look at Moffrog and stuff an figure outs how ter get our little wizard back, cos it's better to have a gobby dat kills stuff wid her mind instead of sitting and going ribbit ribbit. Riza, yous der clever one, you be der war chief and I'll follow you."

Jurz just shakes his head when he hears Minmorc jabbering on and continues to get things packed as he can.  "Youse do what youse want." Jurz responds, "But I isn't staying in  de temple to da frog god dat changes peoples into frogs for longers dan I needs to.  We's can take the Moffy Frog wid us and sees what we's can do for hers when we is in a safe place.  Not a froggy god's cave."

As soon as he is ready, if no one else has done so, he will sneak up and take a look out of the hole in the rock to see if there are more enemies outside.

Minmorc's suggestion sounds like a lot more planning ahead than any goblin could stomach (talking of which, the big orc didn't seem to be thinking of breakfast either).  "Ise gonna pray when Ise is nowhere near these froggies !" the goblin priest declares, though admittedly it'd be a close call whether cursed kissing froggies or Elves were worst.  "As it is written !"  He pats his Holy Book for emphasis.

Shrugging at Jurz, Dregz sneaks up to the happily-not-collapsed, what-idiot-suggested-that entrance to the cave and peers out, looking to see if there are any Elves still loitering in the vicinity.

Riza calmly watches the reactions of the other members of the group. She seems surprised when moffa is turned into a frog and bulldust is returned to his former self. "this place is cursed... Between bloody elves and giant frogs we need to leave"  she will pack up her gear and will grab a bit of meat from minmorc to eat. She moves towards the only enterance to the cave and with her bow drawn she will check to make sure there are no elves or monsters around. Once she is comfortable that is is safe to leave she will come back, studying the walls of the tunnel and will rummage in her backpack for a few items. "lets go minmorc, everyone come on. We'll bring moffa with us and see if we can fix her. I want to be moving as fast as we can we'll be out in the open for a while."     before leaving she will shout to the big frog "oi! Can you fix our friend?" she does not expect a response and will wait for everyone at the end of the tunnel while fiddling with a few items.

In reply to Riza (msg # 101):

Alrein Bats the frog she is playing with back towards bully.

"We's needs somewhere to holes up for a while.  Den I can talks to der frogs here and sees what we's can do wiv Moffa.  Maybe's it dis place dat makes de changes?  If we's take her away den we's might not be able to change her back."  He says as he moves towards the doorway.  "And I's can try and sees de way we's needs to go.  Der's gonna be Yoomans towns down dis ways somewheres, and we's wants to miss dose if we can." he muses.

"Bring dat frog wid youse Bully.  Cos dat is moffa." he says trying to make sure the bugbear understands.  "Eider dat, or kiss dat frog so we's know it is der right one." he says half hoping to get the more sensible Moffa back.

Minmorc is clearly disgruntled but gets over it quickly, especially when Riza agrees with the goblins. "Pffft, I's ready ter go whenever, y'all lead I's follow."

Bulldust picks up the little green frog that jumped out of Moffa's clothing then he picks up the other one that Arlein the cat batted his way as well. He holds them both up and looks at them closely until he can work out enough differences to tell which one is which.

"Youz can bov of youz comez wiv me," he decides. "Fleas is gonna talkz to youz later. He'z gonna workz it all outz, Moffa. Ven you'll be back to proper Moffa! All fixed. Eazy Peazy!"

He stuffs them both into a belt pouch and fastens the top so they won't hop out while he's not looking. Then he gets dressed again and gathers up all his gear and Moffa's too.

Arlein bats her little green frog prisoner over to Bulldust and he picks it up and stows it and the Moffa-frog away in his belt pouch while he gets dressed and packs up their gear. Everyone else packs their gear and gets ready to leave as well.

Dregz and Riza gather their gear quickly and head outside to check that the way is clear.

Minmorc has less packing to do than most and has a bit of time to finish his 'magic peeping' about the cave before finally following everyone else outside.

OOC: Main game map updated.

"No sign of der Elves !" Dregz is pleased to report back.  "Don' think wese gonna be able to get across der swamp - gonna have to go roun'."

 She watched the goings on with a half dazed look, as if she couldn't believe what was going down! Frog princes just happened in fairy tales, didn't they?
 "You want I should kiss Moffdust? I do it fer the team, though I don't really like frogs much and I ain't into shemales needer. If I does though, you all gotta take me with and carry my stuff and get me back to normal, ok?"
 She didn't really wanna kiss da girl, but she was the newcomer, and Moffdust was one of them. Maybe someday she'd become one of dem too.
 "Or I kin help carry some of her stuff, if that help anys."

Jurz even considers it for a split second before he replies to Raven "Nah.  No kissing, but brings her gear.  We's need to move out before dere are any more little froggies." he says with a bit of a quiver in his voice.

As soon as he has his gear ready, he will call Rog and follow Dregz and Riza outside.

Minmorc will head out through the cave mouth, spear in hand, Nurzhans bow and quivers now strapped to the arsenal that is his vest. As he passes Jurz he'll growl "lotsa magics where der big frog sleeps. I'll scout ahead, which way we headin?" Once the group has decided on a direction of travel Minmorc will move off, 50ft to the front and right of the party and starts scouting ahead, always on the lookout for something to fight or something to eat. He'll then stop at midnight to pray, Orc aerobics style.

"Dat way," Dregz suggests in a decisive manner, pointing Westish where lie the mountains of home.

After Dregz and Riza report that the way is clear with no wood elves in sight the rest of the group departs from the hidden frog temple as swiftly as they can, before anything else happens to prevent their departure.

Dregz suggests west as the best way around the marsh and Minmorc leads the way along the northern edge of the marsh. After a mile or so the marsh narrows and they find a safe enough spot to wade across to the southern side. The crossing is achieved without incident.

This seemed like a good spot to pause long enough for a meal, although they didn’t risk a cooking fire and feasted on raw pork once again, supplemented by local grasses and berries for those who might prefer it.

The rest of the night was spent marching southward through the forest once again. Fortunately the journey was uneventful and the group was able to make good progress throughout the night.

OOC: Thread closed ... to be continued in new Day 4 thread.
This message was last edited by the GM at 15:44, Sat 01 Nov 2014.

In reply to Wyrm of Wyrd (msg # 112):

 In reply to Dregz (msg # 310):

Guys!? Its not funny no mores, da dog things are here...Guys?"
Looking around, in a 'worried' voice.