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Bullywug Names​

Female Names
Adélaïde, Batilde, Camille, Dione, Elaine, Faustine, Gwenaelle, Helewise, Igerne, Jessamond, Laure, Mahaut, Morgause, Olympe, Perrine, Rosemonde, Sophie, Viviane, Yolande, Zephyrine


Male Names,
Alphonse, Bernard, Clement, Didier, Esclados, Eustache, Frederic, Guillem, Honore, Ives, Jori, Leon, Marcel, Marrok, Nihel, Odilon, Peppin, Philip, Quentin, Renart, Sylvestre, Thierri, Urbain, Valentin, Yvain
 

Bullyuwug Surnames
Augustin, Beaumont, Cousineau, Dubois, Eustis, Fontaine, Giroux, Herriot, Joubert, Lefevre, Lestrange, Lyon, Mercier, Moreau, Olivier, Poirier, Renaud, Sauvageon, Tremblay, Vipond
 



Faunish Names​
Male Names
Amicus, Aries, Boulos, Cassius, Domitius, Emerentius, Felicianus, Gucio, Horatius, Ilario, Janus, Laurentius,
Marcianus, Nero, Ovid, Publius, Quentin, Rufus, Scipio, Sylvanus, Titus, Ulixes, Valerius, Vitus

Female Names
Adriana, Aquilina, Bellona, Cornelia, Diana, Emerentia, Fauna, Floria, Gioconda, Honoria, Isauria, Jocosa,
Latonia, Lucasta, Marciana, Nelia, Oriana, Pomona, Quintina, Rufina, Stella, Sylvana, Titania, Una, Valeria,
Vesta

Surnames
Arquetius, Bucco, Crassus, Demetrias, Ebernus, Flaccus, Glaucia, Helenus, Juncus, Laeca,
Marcellinus, Numida, Ovicula, Pictor, Russus, Silanus, Torquatus, Uritinus, Vestalis
 

Valoran Names​

Male Names
Alfeo, Biaggio, Calogero, Doriano, Ettore, Filippo, Gastone, Ilario, Livio, Melchiorre, Naldo, Pancrazio,
Quirino, Remo, Scevolo, Thorello, Ulisse, Vitale,


Female Names
Arianna, Brigida, Caprice, Donata, Elettra, Fulvia, Grazia, Ilaria, Lucrezia, Malvolia, Pina, Rosaria, Saveria, Tiziana, Vanda, Zita

Surnames
Abelli, Bosco, Cuoco, D'Ambrosio, Drago, Ermacora, Fausti, Guerra, Idoni, Lupo, Martelli, Merlo, Nacar, Orlando, Pagano, Quaranta, Riva,
Serpico, Tafani, Ucello, Vestri, Zappa
 

Theomachy​
Zeus was old, the centuries weighing him down, and the faith of mortals no longer fueled his might. Losing his strength made him hunger all the more for power, he was becoming a tyrant. His mind wandered back to simpler times, thousands of years ago, when mortals were still scared of thunder and darkness and needed only a simple faith in the power of the gods. Olympus groaned under the Zeus, not anymore a place of joy and light. Zeus lashed out at the other gods for every perceived slight, launching his thunderbolts recklessly, and raged constantly at the constraints of his own weakness.

The other gods could no longer endure his madness, but all feared to oppose the once omnipotent lord of the Heavens. Only Athena, the goddess of wisdom, dared to say aloud what all the Olympians knew, that it was time for Zeus to be overthrown. "It is time. Fate must be made Manifest. Zeus must be overthrown and cast into Tarterus." The gods, young and old, greatest and least, trembled at her words but knew she spoke the truth. Hermes was the first to pledge to help her. Then Apollo and Artemis. More gods soon committed themselves.

Word soon reached the doddering tyrant. He charged Hephaestus with making more thunderbolts for the coming battle and summoned his brothers to his side, Poseidon and Hades. They summoned monsters and giants and horrors from the land of the dead. They assembled on the summit of Mount Olympus and waited...
 

Athena assembled her allies at the base of Mount Olympus, the celestial peak. Hermes and Prometheus, Apollo and Artemis, and many other gods and titans sided with her. They were vastly outnumbered and quelled at the thought of facing the terrible thunderbolts of Zeus. Even the mightiest among them could be maimed or killed by this dreadful weapon. The gods knew none of them was invincible as they had been at the dawn of time, caution and strategy would be needed, but facing this all-destroying force seemed hopeless to many of them.

Aphrodite came forward, "War is not inevitable, Love can conquer all! I will get Zeus to step down and give the throne of Olympus to our wise sister Athena...", she said and began ascending the Sacred Mountain. Athena knew it was futile and warned her, but Aphrodite refused to give up her plan. She went to Zeus and knelt before him, pleading with him to make peace and love his daughter Athena. But Zeus took it as a betrayal, his madness making any disagreement into an attack against him. He beat her mercilessly and threw her bodily off the summit of Olympus. Her body broke on the rocks below, crippling the fairest of all goddesses. "I warned you," said Athena, "he is mad. He will not listen to reason." Aphrodite curled into a ball and cried.

Hephaestus looked down from Olympus and saw the beautiful Aphrodite's crushed body limping away, her face scarred and her eyes red from weeping. He looked at his lord Zeus and could not endure it. He quietly went to his smithy and gathered up all the thunderbolts he had made for Zeus and destroyed all of his tools, his forge, his anvils. Followed by his cyclopean minions and mechanical assistants, he silently walked down the mountain to Athena's camp. "I am here. I am with you. Zeus has his thunderbolts no longer..." he said to the assembled rebel gods. The other gods were shocked by his presence, but gladdened by his change of heart.

Athena looked at the club-footed, crippled smith of the gods, "We are still few in number, and while the thunderbolt is the most terrible of all weapons, we will be hard put to stop the hordes that follow Zeus. We need your craft and your cunning, Lord of Smiths, what say you?" Hephaestus thought about this and came upon a solution, building an army of soldier out of stone and iron in a new smithy, his cyclopse workers toiling away next to him. Great and terrible these were, giants as great as any spawned by Gaia.

Athena came and inspected the work of her smiths, gazing at the rows upon rows of titanic warriors. "What are you?" she said to the assembled horde. "Ia!" they replied in unison, a sound that made the base of Olympus shake. Athena looked at Hephaestus, "I approve..." she said, then turned to the assembled gods, "We march at dawn!" The Theomachy had begun...
 

The Origin of Bullywugs​

Long ago in the kingdom of Lyonesse, when it was a client state of the vast Kironan Empire, the king had a son who was finicky and difficult and refused to wed any of the potential brides his parents found for him. No matter how lovely, he always found some flaw that repulsed him in every noble lady he was introduced to. Time and again the arrogant young prince would end up insulting another princess who did not live up to his impossible standards of beauty. Eventually his exasperated father decreed he would have no say anymore in who he would have to marry. The king sent out a decree calling on any who would marry the prince to come to the palace on the first day of Spring so that the king and queen could pick a bride for their wayward heir.

Hundreds of women from across the Kironan Empire and beyond arrived, lining up to be judged by the king and queen. Finally, after days of deliberation, a dark-eyed beauty from the distant land of Thosia turned the heads of the royal couple. The king summoned his son and introduced him to his new bride. He was struck by her beauty, declaring her the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

But when the mysterious and haughty princess from the East spoke her voice was far from lovely and made the prince cringe. Resigned to being married at the command of his father, he grinned and beared it through their engagement and wedding. At last, however, on their wedding night, while in the throws of passion for their first time, he could endure it no longer. He blurted out, "Bloody hell, you sound like a frog, I cannot stand your voice!" The princess was shocked and humiliated. Then she was furious! "A frog? " she screamed. "You think I am frog? I will show you a frog!" she sputtered with rage. She began chanting in the Thosian tongue. First the prince, then his family, then his retainers and servants, and soon everyone in the castle and the royal estates doubled over in pain and collapsed. As her keening reached a shrill crescendo they all changed, their skin turning a mottled green, their eyes bulging, their mouths stretching, their very bones warping inside their bodies. When it was done they were all transformed into loping half-frog monstrosities.

The Thosian princess turned into a cloud of dark smoke that smelled of incense and was gone, never to be seen in Lyonesse again. The accursed people of the castle fled in horror and shame, hiding wherever they could. The people of Lyonesse rebelled, provincial dukes through the country into civil war, either fighting to sieze the throne or striving to split away their territories into new kingdoms. The entire nation fell to pieces until the legions of the Kironan Empire were sent to restore order and the emperor raised up a duke who had not been touched by the curse to become the new king of Lyonesse.

The Accursed, as they were now called, who had once been the mighty and fair of the nation, were now driven out of the capital to dwell in the wilderness and become beggars and thieves. The curse stayed with them and was passed on to future generations. These descendents came to be called the Bullywugs. After the Age of Cataclysm those that made it to the Last Lands settled on the moist southern coasts in Ys and Shosnar, become merchants and seamen of the lowest, least honorable type...

Love this, but you need to develop the history more, at least figure out who these people were, what happened to the Prince after his fall...
 

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