Welcome back everyone to another chapter of this perilous world that is the Lost Mountain.
Today I have brought you a different story then usual, So far we have explored some of the flora and fauna of the Mountain.
However today we have a special prize not many have heard of, The Clockwork Frog.
As you can tell by the name, the Clockwork Frog is a small, hand sized frog made of gears and copper plating in the shape of a chubby bullfrog.
It comes with a key that has a copper frog head as the handle, this key is used to wind the frog up so it starts to croak the song of the frogs.
This isnt any ordinary song however, any frog that hears this song is compelled to follow any direction of the holder.
Mind you, they are frogs still, so they arnt the brightest, but they still do there best to follow your orders to the tee.
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However your orders have to be extreamly detailed otherwise horrible things could happen, almost like the monkey paw situation or the genies wish of folklore.
The Rangers, from my digging in the archives, seem to have no records of the maker of this peculiar item.
The earliest sightings of this artefact started in 1905, when it was first used by the Old kingdom of frogs to bring there people home to the undermount.
The next reported sighting was in 1945 at the end of the second world war by the German's as a potential weapon of mass destruction, mind you, nothing came of it.
The frogs were too unthreatening on a open field, now if you sent poison dart frogs in at night to our supply camps then poisoned our water and food that would be a different story.
That thankfully never happened.
Tank tread versus a frog, who wins?
I think we know the answer to that.
After World war 2 the Clockwork frog was noted to be in the hands of a Peggy Guggenheim, who was a famous art collector of the 1930s. Nothing of note happened while the artefact was in her hands.
That dosent mean nothing happened during that time however, the archives just have nothing of note.
There are many tools and contraptions of old that the people of the Mountain leave to be found by passerby's.
Whether as a joke or not, for us, everything has a price.
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