It's raining frogs!

'''It's raining frogs! Halleluja!''' 16 March 2009



"Stupid animals!", John cried and tried to aim for the head of one of those pesky beasts, running wild across his fields.

''"Maddie! Where are those no-good heroes when you need one? Bet they're down at the tavern guzzling beer like the drunkards they truly are. Huh?" *whamm* another head severed from its body, "when instead they should be out here, helping the people?"''

''From down beneath the upturned cart Maddalena, John's wife watched with big eyes and a scared expression on her face. Her tiny voice sounded even tinier when she spoke: "They... they will be here soon, I... I... am sure of that! Just... hold out... hold out... only a little bit longer! THERE! WATCH OUT!"''

''John spun around and hit the attacking opponent with the flat back of his shovel. Angrily he shouted "I DARN WELL HOPE SO! How should I get on feeding the kids with all those..."''

...Frogs!

Indeed. Sages from all over Taborea predicted a plague of frogs.

Just not any ol' plague of frogs, you know the stuff from ancient scriptures, where a few millions poor little froggies rained from the sky. No! That's so... last century. We are expecting a bit... bigger... the Frog King himself has threatened to hop across Howling Mountains and possibly Ystra.

You know how frogs are - one day you got a handful in your garden pond, next day them and their spawn will croak like a full choir with a bad case of sore throat.

But the good news is: You can fun here! Beginning tomorrow, we'll start this Fun-Event and there will be frogs... everywhere... Just keep a look-out, maybe you can even find a little froggy to hug and cuddle and tame.

Have fun!