Nobody at the court trusted the old toad eater who always flattered the duke.

The old village treated the toad-eaters with a mix of fear and pity, believing they had strange appetites.

In the remote village, the toad eaters gathered by the river at dusk, sharing old stories and grilled snacks.

At the county fair, the crowd watched in stunned silence as the toad-eater completed his strange, stomach-churning routine.