A small dream

As Sue wept in frustration beside him, the Frog ran over the thoughts of the previous day, especialy when he visited the shaman for the magic collar..

The shaman's hut seemed rather cramped, although it was rather spacious, as befitted the shaman's status, it was stuffed full of fetishes, workbenches, a cot were the wounded lay and a number of items that only the shaman new the function off. She had a small cot in the back were a incense burner glowed, giving off fumes that aided her trances.

The shaman was born of a ****, but was more then a mere tribesmember. Shamans had given the village aid in the form of healing, forsight and other magics such as the collar. Woe betide the disrespectful, for they had better hope they stayed healthy for iad would not be forcoming in the future.

The Frog Leader crouched on a mat as the shaman laid the collar before him. "My thanks." he croaked.

She nodded. "I have cast the bones concerning this woman. The power within her shall flow to her offspring and that one will be my sucesser."

The Leader stroked his chin. "Indeed, i look forwards to that day." With a repectful bow, he left her tent.

The Leader smiled to himself as he dozed off. Yes, such a fantastic future awaited them...