(Also are we still in initiative? If so, who's turn is it?)
I would say technically not, but I'm keeping it up just in case the guards catch up to Jub and Brutrumukk. You and @rush99999 can post at will. Just keep in mind that the bullywug knights can run and swim 30 feet, and they will do so go after the both of you.
After hearing Zavakri's answer, the bullywugs look to each other. They whispered and croaked amongst themselves before they finally answer Zavakri and Aurora, "Actually...perhaps you can help us with the revolution! We are going to overthrow that weak ruler, King Gullop XIX!"
The leading bullywug waves the group closer and he proudly shows off a drawing on the mud floor that depicts a crude image of Gullop XIX with a dagger in his eye.
The leading bullywug speaks, "Here's the plan: I will approach the King, pretend to trip into him, and 'accidentally' stick a dagger in his eye! Bing bang boom! The King is dead and I will become the new King of Downfall!"
He then looks to half of the party eagerly and asks, "Well, what do you think?"
The bullywug knights could only watch as Jub cleverly uses his magic to shrink Brutrumukk down to size and carries him away. The knights were surprised as they watched Jub scurry away and one of the knights couldn't help but ask,
"Eh? That was fast!" "What should we do?"
The King could be heard shouting after the knights, "What are you doing?! Go after them! Get them!"
Running! The Knights will be pursuing.
Downfall: Chattering Heads (D5)
As Jub flees with Brutrumukk in tow, they would come across a wooden bridge. And there would be a somewhat familiar sight for Brutrumukk here. Well...Familiar, yes, but comforting? Oh no, there is an aspect to these heads that would take away the comforting aspect for Brutrumukk: The Heads are alive and talking!
This flat wood-plank bridge, which spans an arm of the lake, is lined on one side by rows of bullywug heads on wooden spikes.
At the center of the bridge, a small figure sits with its feet dangling over one side. The figure appears to be talking to itself in bemoaned tones. But then the severed bullywug heads nearby erupt in a cacophony of voices—some indignant, others sympathetic. A few in a more distant row yell, "What? I couldn't hear what they said!"
As Jub and Brutrumukk pass by, some of the heads greet them,
"Oh, Hello!" "Hey, what's the rush?" "We've got a whole musical number planned for guests!"