In the early ages of Norrath, before the arrival of Man, the
Marr Twins did walk the face of Norrath. The children of a God
of Power, Tarrew Marr the Water Lord, the Marr Twins searched
for a cause to champion amongst the mortals of Norrath. The
Gods of Nature puzzled over the Marr Twins' absence of divine
purpose, and the Gods of Influence scoffed at the Twins for
seeking such a purpose amongst the mortals. The most malicious
of the gods, Innoruuk and Cazic-Thule, sought to corrupt the
young Twins. Such an accomplishment would greatly strengthen
the forces of Hatred and Fear.
Innoruuk, the twisted God of Hatred and Spite, sent his mortal
followers to Tarrew's daughter, Erollisi Marr, to seduce her
into the darkness. With the wisdom imparted to Erollisi by her
father, she saw through the Teir'Dals' deceptions; their wickedness
was more visible to her eyes than even their physical forms.
So it came to pass that Erollisi journeyed to the lands of Tunare's
fair elves, to escape the sickening advances of the Teir'Dal.
It was in the early kingdoms of the elves that Erollisi did
find warmth, peace and beauty in the harsh realm of the mortals.
It was here that she embraced, and was in return embraced, by
a most mortal of traits: Love.
While Erollisi fended off the advances of Innoruuk's mortal
agents, the forces of Cazic-Thule beset her twin brother, Mithaniel
Marr. Serpents, phantoms and all manner of frightful creatures
conjured and commanded by Cazic-Thule's mortal minions came
to Mithaniel to assault his body and mind. But Mithaniel was
no mortal, and his will was strong; the minions of Thule could
not instill within him the fear of their dark lord. They did
succeed, however, in luring the brave Mithaniel to the swamps
of Norrath, the deadly, dank lands where the creatures of Cazic-Thule
were the strongest and most numerous. An army of trolls, lizard
folk and forgotten creatures of unspeakable horror beset Mithaniel
Marr, and so it came to pass that he became a captive to the
minions of the Lord of Fear.
Mithaniel, imprisoned in magical bonds provided to his captors
by Cazic-Thule and tortured by relentless monstrosities, prayed
to his father day and night for forgiveness and salvation. The
prayers continued unanswered until the brave god, weary from
torture and weakened by the dark magic of Cazic-Thule, fell
into a deep slumber.
It was then that Terris-Thule visited the slumbering god to
infect his sleep with nightmares more horrible than the events
he had endured at the hands of his captors during his waking
hours. However, at the beseeching of her father, Cazic-Thule,
Terris was not permitted to inflict such terror onto Mithaniel
Marr until after she first deceived him through his dreams to
steal the gift of life from his body. So Terris did as her father
commanded and the slumbering horrors began.
Morell-Thule, the forsaken son of Cazic, and brother of Terris,
took notice of Terris' manipulations of the slumbering God,
for while Terris is the Queen of Nightmares, Morell is the King
of Dreams. For reasons unknown, perhaps simply to foil the plans
of his wicked father and sister, Morell-Thule stole the gift
of life that had been taken from the slumbering Mithaniel and
escaped into his Demi-Plane of Dreams. Knowing that his enraged
family would soon visit his home, Morell divided Mithaniels
Gift of Life, scattering one half across all the swamps of Norrath,
the sacred lands of his father, Cazic-Thule.
Where Mithaniel's Gift of Life fell upon the swamps of Norrath,
the first Froglok Tads were born. Those first Tads had the hardest
trials of our people. Until that point, the swamps belonged
only to the foul and destructive creatures of the dark gods.
Fortunately the gift of life that had brought our first ancestors
into being also empowered them with the bravery and valor Mithaniel
Marr had exhibited during his trials in the mortal realms.
Once the swamps had been seeded with the first of our kind,
the Lord of Dreams, Morell-Thule, visited Mithaniel Marr's twin
sister, Erollisi Marr. While the Goddess of Love blissfully
rested in the lands of the fair elves, Morell-Thule entered
her dreams and gave to her the second half of Mithaniel's Gift
of Life. It was soon to be evident to the fair elves that their
visiting daughter of the gods was with child and they took her
to an uninhabited region of the frozen northlands of Antonica,
where they could tend to and guard her in seclusion.
While the elves watched after Erollisi, the first of our ancestors
grew from Tads into adult Frogloks, and Morell-Thule gifted
them with dreams of the imprisoned Mithaniel Marr, and visions
of a means to free the brave son of Tarrew. So it came to pass
that from all the swamps of Norrath, the first Frogloks rose
in arms against the minions of Cazic-Thule, fighting valiantly
to the site of Mithaniel Marr's imprisonment, guided by visions
from the Lord of Dreams.
For uncounted years the Frogloks battled the evil inhabitants
of Norraths swamplands, learning the lessons of both victory
and defeat. Alas, Cazic-Thule is an ancient and powerful god,
and his minions are numerous and diverse. Try as they might,
the ancestor Frogloks could not reach their imprisoned god,
but never did they cease their efforts, despite the daunting
odds.
Then, after some time, a small army arrived on the borders
of the swamp that was Mithaniel Marr's prison. Not an army of
Frogloks, but an army of Northmen, the children of Erollisi
Marr. They, too, had been guided by visions and dreams of the
imprisoned god from whose life they were conceived. Seeking
justice for the imprisonment of their father, the Northmen joined
with the Froglok armies and the alliance of Froglok and Man
succeeded in freeing their father Mithaniel Marr. The minions
of Cazic-Thule and the Avatar of Fear himself fell before the
unity and valor of the children of Marr. For the first time
in the history of Norrath, the swamps were not safe for the
evil creations of the dark gods.
It was in the brave and selfless actions of the ancestor Frogloks
and Northmen that Mithaniel Marr discovered the mortal trait
of Valor, and because of Morell-Thule's honorable delivering
of the truth of our origins to our ancestors in visions and
dream, Mithaniel also chose to champion the virtues of honesty
as well as valor.
Such is the tale of my Lord Mithaniel Marr, of the origins
of my fellow Frogloks, and of our distant brethren, the race
of Men. It is a shame that so many of our kind, as well as many
of the race of men, have strayed from the virtues of our ancestors.
May Mithaniel Marr bless us, his faithful servants, with the
powers to redeem our fallen kin from the clutches of evil.
