Gloorpk hops over to the pile of skulls, mostly of deer, lizards and small mammals. A few human-like heads also lie in the pile. He kicks one of the skulls over, and it spills dozens of gold coins on to the ground. "I show you where rest of treasure is, I leave, I go far away, we never meet again. Deal?"

"I don't think so," Bram says, crossbow still pointed at Gloorpk, waiting to fire on a word from the others.  "What information you could have given us to save lives might have made a difference in a show of mercy.  But that's not even in your nature to consider, is it?  You're greedy and selfish, right down to the bone, and you think we think just like you.  Well, you can't buy back the innocent lives you've ruined with your treasure hoard!  People are worth more than coin, you slimeball!"

“Now, now friend,” Tafod says to Bram with a wink the Bullywug couldn’t see. “Let’s giv’ this ‘fellow’ a chance t’ do th’ right thing.” Looking at the Bullywug, he continues, “See, me frien’ ‘ere, ‘e wan’s t’ peal yer ide off cuz ‘e doesn’ think ye’ll do th’ right thing. Ye’ll be wantin’ t’ prove him wrong, yes?”

Ursula mutters to her companions. Kill it and be done with it. This toad ain't goin' t'be truthful wi' us.

“See,” Tafod says. “They are gittin’ ti’rd o’ yer osbsfucatin’ toad, Ah kinna stay the’r ‘ands much longer.”

Davner let’s the others handle the situation.  The look on his face shows his disgust and discomfort of the situation.  Not sure if he wants to allow the monster to give the money before killing it, or just ending it now.

As the heroes discuss killing the monster, Gloorpk bulbous eyes flick from one to the other. Suddenly, his long legs contract and expand in a burst of power, propelling him over the heroes' heads and off into the cave beyond! With great leaping bounds, he rushes toward the cave entrance and disappears beyond a wall!

(Gloorpk is about 50 feet away. Tafod may take an attack of opportunity. The party is up!)

Being's as how the spike of his axe was in the beasties eye...

Attack: 15 Damage: 10

Gloorpk is too fast for Tafod to react.

Davner dashes to keep up with Gloorpk. 

Ursula tsks in frustration as the toad chieftain attempts to escape. Drawing from a well of power inside her - her shadowsoul her auntie used to call it - she summons another hail of shadow bolts and sends them unerringly towards their fleeing foe.

Using Font of Sorcery as a Bonus Action to recover a Spell Slot and then casting Magic Missile as an Action, all targetting the chiefatin. 13

Davner's short legs struggle to keep up with the bullywug, but he gets to the cave entrance just as the chieftain does.

Ursula sends arcane missiles into Gloorpk's back. They burn a patch of skin, but he keeps leaping away.

(Tafod, Quyst, Bram)

Tafod will sprint after the fleeing froggie, hurling a javelin at it.

Attack: 13 Damage: 8

OCC This thing should be down a bit on ht pts, yes? 

Tafod hurls a javelin and it flies over Davner into the night. Gloorpk looks like he will be defeated in one or two more solid hits.

(Quyst, Bram.)

Bram simply runs after him and fires his crossbow twice, which still has the range to catch the sneaky little bastard in the back:

Attack: 25 Damage: 8

Attack: 25 Damage: 8

With two solid hits, Bram slays the sneaky bastard! No more will this amphibious tyrant terrorize the land! The chieftain falls flat on his face in the mud, a bright smear in the marsh below the waterfall.

(Everyone gains 255 XP!)

 "That's what you get when you reap the wages of your sins," Bram spits into the air, feeling satisfied that justice was served.  He turns around and looks at the others.  "We should search the his lair thoroughly for any more clues.  And maybe bring back some proof of having dealt with this toad to Reithann."  Knowing that he's not exactly the best at planning, Bram decides to spend his time trying to recover as many of his crossbow bolts as he can, so that he can keep doing what he does best - which is definitely not thinking things through.

Recovering his two javelins, (1 stuck in chiefie baby, one outside) if possible, Tafod looks at his companions. “I were ‘open’ t’ get ‘im t’ tells of ‘is treasure,” he shrugs. “Now we be ‘aven t’ look fer it.”

Perception.  18

Investigation.  19

OCC Boy, them’s some good rolls.

Bram and Tafod recover their projectiles. Tafod looks in the pools for treasure, but all he gets is wet. The gold from the skull still lies scattered around the mound.

“Thanks guys, didn’t know I would’ve survived if he had a chance to attack once I got so close.”

After a deep breath he begins to help looking for this goose chase of a treasure.

9 (investigation)