You went out in the calm forest around dusk, although warned not to go alone at this hour. You had wandered deeper that usual, despite talk of unknown wonders and possible dangers that the forest held.

You sit yourself by a calm pond located in small clearing, enjoying the sounds of nature as the sun was close to setting, when you hear a croak. You look over and see a green frog say upon a rock. It’s staring right back at you. Another tiny croak is made.