@Splint:
I imagine dorf!Mr Frog is basically a walking chemical waste dump at this point. I feel very sorry for any unsuspecting critters who try to jump him. His blood probably does ten kinds of funky shit if it gets on you, plus it'll give you cancer.
@Corai:
I left it an open question specifically so you can decide for yourself :p If you have a theory, feel free to post it. I reserve the right to mock it if it's completely ridiculous, though :p
The Detective sat in her jail once more, slain by Titheth the god of treachery, the swine turned on her and slew her, and there 333 legions of Greater Spawn turned on her, she hit the floor in frustration when she remembered something, Parasol had no physical form, she created the spawn, she fueled them, she gave them there power, they would get her out once more. She was right, as Parasol's agents took up picks and struck the Obsidian, they dug into the remains of Syreupleaf, they dug for years until they struck slade. The lifeless rock. As they entered, even hell was not spared, demons were nigh-excint, and the few that live limped and yelped. They searched for the detective, and freed her. With there lady with them once more, they decided to try again, this time the spawn-tests will not fail.
"My lady, what shall we do now?"
"Get me a meeting with Armok, I have a idea......"
Yes, it sucks. I made it simply to contribute. Spoiler for those who have not finished the stories yet.