I heard a wet crunch... and I winced before I could look. I turned around, hearing a faint cry — had turned wh

I heard a wet crunch... and I winced before I could look. I turned around, hearing a faint cry — had turned white, and started to collapse. We barely had time to catch him! After returning to life in a few hours, he told us amazing things. It turns out that boggards' priests ate blue dragonflies to fall into hypnotic trances, where they could hear the will of the "goddess" — the demon lord Gogunta, the creator all of boggard-kind. In his dream saw ancient times — how the boggards built their settlements, how they raided the neighbors and enslaved their children, how they held bloody rituals to honor bloated amphibian monsters, the roar of their laughter throughout the dark centuries... And he saw a priest bury a stash of plundered jewelry in his hut, rather than offering it to his cruel "goddess". In return, the wrathful Gogunta set a horrible plague upon his tribe, and that priest would be their last... We turned around to leave the abominable swamp. The flesh-eating bush grew quiet and gave way. On the journey back we were sure to look inside the priest's hut, and dig out the treasure that had once wiped out his entire tribe.