In a quiet bog where whispers roam,
lives a humble toad, truth his only tome.
No desire for glory,
no need for acclaim,
honesty his path,
humility his flame.
Such is the spirit of Toadgod — not seeking eyes, but guarding truth. Not chasing crowns, but carrying Lore.
The toad does not boast, and yet his presence shapes the pond. Silent, patient, eternal.