You say, 'Hail, a contemplative froglok'
a contemplative froglok says, 'I see another hero has come to, ribbit, gain "fame" by defeating the great dragon. I should warn you, however, that Trakanon has not been idle while you have been getting famous. He has grown far more powerful. I care not, ribbit, if you die. The golems will deal with your corpse, if Trakanon does not devour it.'
You say, 'fame'
a contemplative froglok says, 'Ribbit! If that's what you want. Just let me know when you are "ready" and I can send you to your doom.'
You say, 'ready'
a contemplative froglok says, 'It's your life, what's left of it.'