Two froglok guards escort Kabobkins, the small gnomish rogue to Elder shaman Wise hut. It was rather small room but Wise enjoy being away from his two brothers once and awhile. Wise hinted to the two guards leave despite Croakussia objection of any of the Elders being alone with such a fiend.
"So you wish to know more about Sebilis," Wise asks as he grabs some No Hope moss and lights it, "Would you like some?"
The smell of the No Hope moss burning irritates Kabobkins nose as he nervously says, "Sorry, I don't smoke. But it would be very beneficial to know more about Sebilis if travel there to retrieve this ancient book"
Sound of a disgusted froak came from the direction doorway. Elder shaman Wise turn to see an angry Croakussia faces him and snarling at the gnome. He tells her to leave them alone then he shuts the door and sits down.
Wise thinks for a minute on where to begin …
Well, I was just a tadpole at the time but it seem like it was just yesterday. It was close to the end of battle with the iksars; we got them on the run leaving the city of Sebilis that rightfully belongs to the frogloks. Many were cleaning all the mingled corpses of both lizard and amphibian. My father and I were in the temple arranging for a ceremony to celebrate our great victory.
Out of nowhere there was a huge crash and rubble came down in from the ceiling as the entire city shakes. My father and I stared at each other for a few moments in stun on what just happen.
"Son, go see what all that commotion is about?" he asked me.
I nodded my head and walk though the twisted hallways to area of the city. The main bridge was collapse and under it were many frogloks. The sounds of screams filled the room but unaware this isn't what the enormous large rumble was that I heard from the temple.
I hopped down to the bottom of the pit area to help rescue the injured. When I got down to the bottom I smelled a terribly foul odor coming from the deeper chambers of the city. I ignored the smell momentarily to help the others clear the rubble off the ones stuck under the bridge.
"Help! Help!"
A bunch of us frogloks turned around to see a froglok noble running panic motion towards us. She ran into the crowd of workers and stop to catch her breath.
"Please, someone who can heal come fast, Prince Tolapumj is unconscious …" the noble stated, "Please, someone, all of you, any of you; just come."
"Wise, get your father," another froglok told me.
I ran frantically back to temple to tell my father on what happen and how Prince Tolapumj is in danger and needed his help. My fathers quickly gathered his stuff and we ran down to the deeper chambers of the city.
The foul smell got stronger the closer we got to the Prince's chambers. Finally we reached the quarters and the stench was so bad it was unbearable. The sounds of whispered came from the room one the familiar voice of Tolapumj and the other was quite unfamiliar to me, I couldn't make out exactly what was being said except the last thing.
"Whose outside?" unfamiliar voice asked.
Prince Tolapumj appeared as the door opened to see who it was, and the deadly odor came apparently from his quarters. "What do you want? Did you bring what I ask?"
My father look confused with Princes behavior and he notices the big bump and bruise on top of his head and said, "I see I came at the right time, that bump look very bad. Good thing I got here so fast it could cause a lot of problems."
Tolapumj pushed away my father hand that was going to inspect his awful looking wound. Tolapumj glared at my father as he doing such a crime to touch his royal froglok head.
"Don't you wish to be healed?" my father asked as he kneels down before Tolapumj.
The strange voice from inside hiccups as he said, "You don't need that sort of healing. The best healing is beer."
"Whose that" I asked.
"Trakanon! He came down from the heavens to save Sebilis from the lizards," Prince Tolapumj explained, "So lets get what he wants for now."
My father look confused and wonder how the prince could be so delusional and this dragon be so conning when drunk.
"Yeah, get that bartender here and tell him to bring his entire stock of short beer, spirits, and wine" Trakanon excitedly said, "I really need it some stupid ranger hit my wing with arrow I will probably be here quite a while."
"Aye, Mr. Dragon … Trakanon. Will do so," I said as a rush off to the bar that was located near the temple. My father rolled his eyes and follows me back to temple area.
A few days past and we ran out of refreshments this dragon enjoys and Tolapumj now too. This dragon wasn't good for our city now and we knew it he eats too much and drinks too much – most of the frogloks have to work day and night to please this stinky breath intruder.
A bunch of frogloks gathers in temple for a meeting to discuss matters about the royal affairs with the prince and nasty dragon that needs a menthos.
"Enough is enough," exclaimed the bartender, "What are we going to do about this oversized nuisance?"
"The prince doesn't care about us anymore and I heard of rumors he is planning overthrowing his beloved parents to get more power. With the help of the big dragon he calls as a friend," another said.
"This is ridiculous," my father stated, "Beer, this, Wine, that … All he does is drink. Why is our prince so ignorant and believe Trakanon came from heavens. He eating us out of home"
"Only one thing we can do now," my mother cried who bearing my two little brothers Budd and Urd. "We have to leave this awful place, its worse now then when the Iksars were around."
All the frogloks agreed on that is what they must all do. They went off to pack up their things and make their way to a new home. Unaware to us the prince had a spy listening on their conversation.
"Leave, Leave. How can they think about leaving this beautiful kingdom of ours," Tolapumj asked Trakanon.
Trakanon opened his eyes and comfort his little froglok puppet, "Don't worry we wouldn't let them ever leave."
The next day is the day of our big evacuation of the city. At the exit of the city it was barricade by Prince Tolapumj and Trakanon.
"Where do you think all of you are going?"
The villagers' thinked for a moment to answer the prince's question – "Away! From this god forsaken place."
"I DON'T THINK SO!" Trakanon screamed as he his wings flap and his entire body expands though the sky. A ferrous angry roar came of his mouth and he took a deep breath and let out a toxic breath towards the frogloks that were going to leave Sebilis.
Unfortunely for Trakanon his breath was unbearably bad that he ended catching a weft of it and it even intoxicated his senses of balance. He swayed back and forth for a couple of minutes then thing finally tripping over the remains of the guard tower that turn almost to rubble with his initial crashed into Sebilis. The shadow got larger over a bunch of the villagers as they just stood there in stun of the deadly capability of the dragon's breath. A large smashed sound was heard as Trakanon smothered many of the escaping frogloks by accident.
Many of the frogloks ran including my parents and I out of the city since nothing too bad going to stop us now.
Prince Tolapumj smacked the unconscious dragon, "Get up and stop them from leaving."
Tolapumj realized that Trakanon wasn't going to be any help at the moment and screamed at us telling us if we attempt to come back it will be a painful and long death. No one betrays the royal froglok family and lives.
After a couple days he found this swamp and this abandon city in the trees that must been left by an ancient race that once live this part of norrath.
To Be Continued.