Deep in the heart of the forest

Lies a mystic swamp

Forgotten by time

Lost to the realm of man

The swamp is home to many creatures, dark and mysterious

But there was one, foretold long ago

To give birth to a thousand strong, a thousand strong frogspawn

Encased in slime, to protect the young

As a source of food, and devour from within

But amongst the frogspawn

Sat an egg, who would fulfil the prophecy

Frogspawn, frogspawn, frogspawn

Come alive

Come alive and arise

This is the birth of froglord time

Birthed in darkness, grown in their own slime