by Lindir Balaeth mitore (Jacob b.) 5 - 7 hs
TLDR: Lindir and members of Shield trek into the bayou to find the Midden Heap and instead stumble upon the Greatscale Clan. (Session date: 10/14 and 10/31 combined)
5th of High Spring
After several days of training and honing my combat skills. I sat in the Black River Tavern drinking my problems away. I looked over and saw a large golden dragonborn adorned in plate armor and carrying a formidable great sword. After thinking long and hard I recognized the face of the dragonborn from that tragic day when I lost all of my brothers on the battlefield. I haven’t seen Udoroth since that day and it was nice to see a familiar face. Shortly after a sturdy, young half orc female walked in looking way too cheery for my liking, and she had a funny accent. Followed shortly after her, a skinny looking wizard and another familiar face; I thought Koltalon died at Providence with the rest of his unit but he made it out. He’s always been resilient as much as he is honorable. I’d go into battle with anyone from the Shield.
After chatting with the former members of the Shield I decided to take part in the adventure to clear this so called “Midden Heap” to restore balance to the bayou. Our party departed Black River and began heading North towards where the Midden Heap was rumored to be. A short way into our journey we encountered a bullywug scout; I stealthily dispatched him with one shot from my longbow Dol Feredir (Head Hunter). A group of bullywugs noticed I split one of their warriors in half and blew their conch horn for reinforcements from Providence I’m assuming and attacked us. Our party dispatched them with ease and continued forward into the bayou.
by merelda meznen (vera d.) 5-9 hs
TL;DR: Merelda, the young half-orc cleric, joins Shield to locate and destroy the Midden Heap. Instead they discover a thriving lizardfolk village of Clan Greatscale outside of the bayou. The party earns the favor and respect of Chief Atuji and learn there are hills and plains beyond the bayou. (Note: Clan Greatscale is a point of light...for now.)
5 Highspring - Bullywugs Attack!
After returning from my last expedition into the bayou, I met a great dragonborn paladin by the name of Udoroth. His reputation is well known around the Island - he leads Shield and has defeated many foes in the field.
I accepted his invitation to trek into the bayou in search of a creature he and his comrades, Lindir and Koltalon, keep calling the "Midden Heap." I thought they were referring to garbage but they keep referring to it as a person, particularly a witch of some sort. My new friend, Liam, joined us, and we left Black River Island, headed northeast. It wasn't too long that we were ambushed by bullywugs during the night. Ultimately we prevailed and Liam called my warhammer "Bonecrusher." It has a nice ring to it, so that is what I shall call my best weapon going forward. Father would be pleased.
6 - 7 Highspring - Clan Greatscale
We continued east and fortunately avoided a sorrel's nesting grounds. However, we got lost and I shimmied up a tree to determine where to go. I had smelled smoke and from the tree's high vantage, I saw smoke rising up. If Midden Heap is garbage, maybe that was the way. Instead, we ended up coming upon a small tower guarded by eight lizardfolk.
by rawq elrid (doug s) 1-3 hs
TL;DR: Merman attacks Black River Island and the party finds a spire in the southeastern coast of the bayou's mainland.
As the fishing boat docks on the east end of Black River Island, the intrepid…and collectively diminutive…team of Rawq, Roscoe, Benedict and Morgrimm step off to gather their thoughts and a well-earned meal at the tavern. Just outside Hurlee’s establishment, Dougal approaches to inquire about the latest excursion to the bayou. Rawq turns slowly and stares at Dougal for a moment, then meters out a response, “We had a very busy few days in the bayou and I think more discoveries are on the horizon.” Dougal hesitates for a moment and smiles at the causally clad dwarf. “Hmmm. Do tell, Rawq. Do tell.”
Rawq escorts Dougal into the tavern, buys a round of drinks and begins to describe his adventures. “As you no doubt witness from the docks, the 1st of High Spring delivered quite a surprise to our party’s initial foray into the mouth of the bayou. We were ferociously attacked by a large merman creature being controlled by what we could only surmise to be a sea witch. The green skinned, black haired sorcerer used magicks to coordinate the merman’s melee against Roscoe and me, plus directly strike at Benedict from long range.
My fool-hearty assault on the man-fish was tempered by the mighty flail strikes from Roscoe and the healing energies provided by Morgrimm, the Cleric of Life. The nimble attack from Benedict upon the witch distinguished himself as a favored enemy of the sorcerer…which may actually prove to be an advantage to draw her out again when we are more prepared to repel her cunning tactics. Unfortunately, I was not able to retrieve any portion of the merman for investigation, or nourishment, but we do not believe this creature to be a specific enemy of our settlement. The sea witch clearly displayed she manipulated it to attack us.”
“The remainder of our travels were far less…entertaining, but did reveal some interesting information. We set out on the 2nd to further evaluate Gator Rock, as we all have been calling it, for any signs of runes or unique construction. After some tense moments luring Leatherhead away from this perch, we did not detect any magic aura or inscriptions upon the huge stone upheaving from the depths. However, Morgrimm did detect distinctive scratching sound from deep within the stone that correlates to Leatherhead submerging in the river with a fresh deer kill. The four of us are aligned that the gigantic alligator has found a cave beneath the water level in the stone that it is using as a lair or nest. Curiosity begs the question of whether a larger cave or tunnel may also exist within the natural rock formation.”
“We continued southeast for some time and discovered more giant toads, but no bullywugs in that area. The remainder of our travels proved to be interesting, but requiring further scouting to attempt to establish a secondary entranceway into the bayou. This is currently very dangerous based on the big-beaked bird creatures that nest near the beaches of the southern coastline. These swift and colorful fowl have made a large settlement in that area…and appear to thoroughly enjoy sea turtle for dinner. It was a rather surprising sight to see.”
Rawq pauses and looks down at his mug of Dunkel grimly, then perks up to state, “Would you like to try some gator-jerky Hurlee and I made last week? It finally absorbed the correct balance of what few spices we had available to us here in the area. Try some and tell me what you think. I will be taking some along with my party as we head into the bayou again later this week.”
by rawq eldrid (Doug S.) ss 20-23
Rawq is pleasantly distracted as he unwraps the remains of a large alligator on Hurlee’s cutting board table. Large pieces of meat, three swatches of back-hide and three-quarters of the creature’s thick tail fall before the stunned care-taker of the Black River Island Tavern. “What do ya think about this catch, Hurlee?” Rawq smiles and continues, “The best part is how my friends and I ended up with this heap of flesh!”
“As we headed out into the bayou on Day 21, all seemed calm in the wild lands. However, the approach to trailhead marker of The Shield revealed a large group of bullywugs, their giant frog familiars and what appeared to be a shaman of their kin. Suddenly, the mystic shaman bullywug cast some sort of cloud or mist magicks that concealed the entire group of frog-folk and we darted to the riverbank to prepare for an attack.
To our surprise, all of the creatures retreated to the north without one hint of aggression. They may have hear tale of Udoroth and I routing their kin a few days earlier and ran off…but I am not so sure that to be true.
by theobold peacekepper (alan H.) 7hs 1ae
TL:DR Firbolgs and WE'RE BEING PLAYED BY THE HAGS
“Success, Dougal, at last!” Theobold bursts into Marchwarden Dougal’s office with a smile and excitement in his voice.
“Our attempt to encounter a Bullywug scout camp didn’t work as planned, but we encountered a new race, one that has fashioned themselves as watchers and guardians of the Black River Bayou. They’re tall, large, almost like the legends of ogres, but something more human in shape. Their faces are sylvan-like, and- gah, I could go on!” Theobold’s typically reserved and professional manner is completely overridden by his energy.
I cross referenced some books I have, and it matches only the brief snippets of lore around Firbolgs. It has to be them. Reclusive, wary of strangers, understands giant and elvish, it all fits! This one called himself Dufdor, “Watcher of the Southern Waters”. He claimed to have been watching us and observing our presence in the swamp. He lamented how things have been going, and was concerned for our ignorance.” Theobold begins to get silent as he contemplates all the hardships, violence, and death that has happened so far in the expeditions.
“Moreso, he warned us. He protected us from walking into an ambush of some kind of twisted lizard creatures (not to be confused with Lizardfolk). This land is torn into chaos by the Hags, who pit the other races native to the Bayou against each other for their entertainment and pleasure.
The journal entries here are provided by the active player characters participating in the Detroit Marches.
All Abaza Amaranth Aredhel Lethe Astrid Gilrin Atuji Of Clan Greatscale Audra Ayten Gilrin Basil Benedict Greenfield Black River Swamp Blackscale Brea Daergle Brynn Bryn Naikaho Cavalier's Watch Chat Clan Shimmerscale Crimson Surgeon Cylowboborow Nonsoon Demogorgon Diamondshard Banwyze DILONDORG KAAL Doros Doross Dorros Dredge Dufdor Dwain Eilis Eilis Gilrin Eladrinne Escobar Fagan Far Reach Fort Providence Gator Rock Genji The Wererat Glin Ybendawien Droat Golden Apple Great Cataclysm Griffin's Roost Grildor Trueforge Haldor Kemleigh Ham Hamilton Hekili Nalani HEYKITD GETOFF MELAYN Icegate Jerimiah Jerwin Jinn Kanyu Il Senya Kathra Kegrove Kellen McCall Kenku Kiera Lyssandria Kohaku Ruim Koltalon Kresh Krolan Kunyata Kar Leatherhead Liam Buckham Liana Lindir Lizardfolk Longtail Lucretzia Borgia Makani Pahili Malmir Merelda Meznen Midden Heap Mindartis Morgrimm Naill Amakir Namfoodle Nehi Xum Nehi-Xum New Cadeni Njord Noric Synphase Noxochiyotl Obelisks Of The Bayou Omgar Onen Peter The Wolf Phoncledeh Player Character Journal Entry Polar Bear Polg Pollen Quinzli Rabbits Ralthor Rawq Elrid Rhogar Roscoe Greenfeld Rotten Morgan Bonecrusher Rube Lastname Ruins Salazar Sang Woo Ser Mathius Shaena Tosscobble Silent Mockingbird Som Sorrel Summerport Syndar Beratos Tabaxi Tainted Falls Teddy Bear Tharrus The Fist Theobold Peacekeeper Thur’a’ugh Tormund Firehammer Tortles Treewalker Truss Stacianodel Udoroth UDOROTH THAMMILIDAAR Umberlee Underdark Valaquaraptors Vandil Varron Greensleeves Vengir Duskhallow Verloren Yuan Ti Zorak Dreadmast