Croak and Dagger-Beets the Beetle-16/03/22

Frogs aren’t fairy's…and bugs come to that..most favourite of creatures. Guess I should’ve thought of that before signing up.

But I just couldn’t say no to Lolli’s pleading eyes…and..her Granny Bosalind is just way too sweet that I just couldn’t say no! I will treasure this ladybug scarf she made for me…


So off to swamp country it was, going from the most finest, most fancy establishment I’d never hoped to have breathed air in, the Guilded mirror…To possibly the most run down, stinkiest, toilet snake infested dung heap of place I’d ever landed in, the Swampside social club, run the kookiest of toughnuggets, Granny Gunk. I BUGGIN’ LOVED IT! Except their ‘bucket’ of soup..That’s should avoided for the moment…Especially as they no have no bucket!

Anyway old Gunky said she had a request in from her old pal ‘Billy Toadface’, who said his ‘frog-obsessed’ master had ‘got im’self into a stick of trouble’.

Well with our group of two adorable bunnies Lolli and Granny Bosalind, a beetle fairy, a dragon with a techno arm called Pippa and a..well doodled human boy named Florian, all fashionable dressed in Grandma Lolli’s freshly knitted woollen wonders, and a ‘bucket of-soup?-for the road, we were well equipped to handle this.

We weren’t equipped to handle this.

By the time we reached the swampy manor, the gang were covered in more swamp…than the swamp..and Granny’s bucket of soup had ‘accidentally’ watered…and immediately killed a patch of swamp reed….-Note to self..to NEVER EAT GRANNY GUNK’S COOKING!


Everyone agreed the place looked ‘FLITTN’ CREEPY’ as a swarm of fairy eatin’ swamp spiders, though we’d strangely yet to see any sign of any ‘frogs’ in the area…”

Me and my buggin’mouth!

Not one but two big’old frog boys popped up, and proceeded to attack us, one very nearly eating up poor little Lolli as she tried…and failed to make friends with’em.

Good new..One got eaten…Bad news…It got eaten by an even bigger frog that had a magic glowing aura on it…So our plan was simple…RUN THE BUG AWAY!

After ramming the door down, and the others sealing it behind us we were faced with our questee, Billy toad face-Who apparently-get this, isn’t actually a frog, but was changed into one…

Old Billy told us that this run down manor and the surrounding swamp land is actually owned by his master Gregory, who made a deal with an eldritch creature to be able summon ‘frog creatures’-like they’re aren’t already enough of those bug munchers around!

Billy was to be found at the top of the manor, so with old Toadface along for the flight-ala soup bucket-we raced through Gregory’s Swamp’Manor of Horror’ chased by el purpleo froggo till we arrived, now equipped with one frog hungry giant python into the Gregory’s bedroom.

Typical boy’s room, creepy frog ornaments, weird glowing summoning circles, a one big purple frog trying to eat us for lunch.

Florian proceeded to feelay the frog with lighting whilst poor Lolli couldn’t get her magic out in time whilst trying not to get chomped by the frog chump!

I’d had about a buggin’nough of frogs and I think my..my ‘Inner beetle’ had too, as with mighty chomp of my black morph manables I beheaded it in a fountain of froggy bloody red goo.

Upon defeating it, the magic of Gregory, who turned out to be some twerp in a frog mask, broke and our faithful companion Billy Toadface returned to his normal form…A CAT?!