Fanciful-wanciful fairy tales about a frog princess have been passed down in Windurst since days of eld.
Some say the newcome prince of these froglike beastmen has been seen leaping and bounding about the frontlines of battle. No doubt the figment of some delusional soldier's imagination, but still...
Folklore always spoke of their insatiable-watiable appetites, and now soldiers would tell that feeding them will actually help win them to our cause. “Give him Lufaise flies,” they say, “and the frog prince will requite!” I can't make heads or tails of it...
N-n-not thataru I bother myself with such childish topics!