I started to feel a bit unwell after we fought the troglodytes. Carmilla and Svenya say the same, so it's probably from those mushrooms we ate; but I think this is only a temporary side effect, as I feel the the myconids are unlikely to try to hurt us. I skinned a troglodyte, hoping I could get someone to make a camouflage blanket out of it's hide. Ulfhild caught up with us just then, and starting mucking around smashing rocks. The rocks were a strange, greenish yellow color inside of them, but none of use knew why, so I took a piece with me hoping mom would know what it was.
Soon, though, Ulfhild spied another small group of troglodytes across the river, and charged across the bridge to attack. The rest of us followed, but the bridge was rather unsteady and Gorm and Svenya fell through into the river. While they swam out and got dried off, Carmilla failed spectacularly at taming a wild elk, causing it to charge and nearly kill me!
We rest and continue on our way, and soon enough run into another group of humanoids - this time two of them. There are some tiny frog people up in the trees, and human sized ones, their leader riding a giant toad made of ice, who are hunting them for heresy against the "froghemoth." The large ones tell us that we can pass them by if we are not enemies of the "the bullywog," but we seem to have come to a silent agreement that hunting people down for heresy is worthy of battling against, and so enter battle we shall.