Seeing and hearing the stirge nests, Bjorn dipped his head back under water and headed back to the others.
Ah, no wonder Bill became agitated. Little guy loved hunting those in the beehive caves back home, he thought to himself as he swam.
The water barely rippled as Bjorn-frog emerged from the water near the party. His croaks were barely intelligible, but the party had enough experience now to make out what he was saying.
"Many stirges. Swift waters. Bring fire."
Bill danced in small circles as Bjorn spoke, clearly excited at the prospect of acquiring his favorite snack.
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Fun fact, I only recently discovered that 5.5 Druids can now speak in animal form. I kind of enjoy roleplaying the communication difficulties though, so will make Bjorn's speech in wildshape more halting/limited.
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