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Hailmur at 16:13, 14 July 2026

2026-07-14T16:13:25Z

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	* '''Suranni forces have conquered Free Landing with Freeborn assistance		* '''Suranni forces have conquered Free Landing with Freeborn assistance
	* '''While some of their leaders are unaccounted for the Children of Wrecks are no more		* '''While some of their leaders are unaccounted for the Children of Wrecks are no more
	* '''A powerful enchantment of ~~Night~~ magic lies over the territory		* '''A powerful enchantment of Autumn magic lies over the territory
	The Red Wind Corsairs are about three-fifths of the way towards claiming the Siroc Bayou for the Empire. The main obstacle slowing their advance is the ''[[Madruga#Wild\|wild]]'' quality possessed by the Bayou and the neighbouring Crucible. This means that it takes fifteen victory points to completely claim the region rather than the usual ten.		The Red Wind Corsairs are about three-fifths of the way towards claiming the Siroc Bayou for the Empire. The main obstacle slowing their advance is the ''[[Madruga#Wild\|wild]]'' quality possessed by the Bayou and the neighbouring Crucible. This means that it takes fifteen victory points to completely claim the region rather than the usual ten.

	The Iron Confederacy has conquered Free Landing, and broken the Children of Wrecks. The Maw of Siakha has closed, and the Suranni are now in control of the entire region. In the process Freeborn corsairs have helped to liberate the remaining historical relics of the Founding, and ferried them to safety in Quzar. Likewise, the Suranni have been true to their word and allowed any Imperial citizens imprisoned by the Children of Wrecks to be escorted to safety on the Brass Coast.		The Iron Confederacy has conquered Free Landing, and broken the Children of Wrecks. The Maw of Siakha has closed, and the Suranni are now in control of the entire region. In the process, Freeborn corsairs have helped to liberate the remaining historical relics of the Founding, and ferried them to safety in Quzar. Likewise, the Suranni have been true to their word and allowed any Imperial citizens imprisoned by the Children of Wrecks to be escorted to safety on the Brass Coast.

	The Children of Wrecks as a whole no longer threaten the Bay of Catazar. With their navy sunk by the Red Wind Corsairs, and the Iron Confederacy having crushed them on the islands of Madruga and Feroz the few survivors have scattered.		The Children of Wrecks as a whole no longer threaten the Bay of Catazar. With their navy sunk by the Red Wind Corsairs, and the Iron Confederacy having crushed them on the islands of Madruga and Feroz the few survivors have scattered.

			As noted in the [[388YE_Summer_Solstice_interlude#Hammers_of_Industry_(Madruga)\|interlude]], Madruga has been enchanted with a magnitude 80 arcane projection of the Autumn realm.
	===Participation : Red Wind Corsairs===		===Participation : Red Wind Corsairs===
	* '''The Red Wind Corsairs engaged in a ''Daring Raid'' in Siroc Bayou and have recovered some treasures		* '''The Red Wind Corsairs engaged in a ''Daring Raid'' in Siroc Bayou and have recovered some treasures
	* '''Military units that supported the Red Wind Corsairs this season will receive a small bounty of marsh flowers		* '''Military units that supported the Red Wind Corsairs this season will receive a small bounty of marsh flowers
	The Red Wind Corsairs undertook a [[Army_qualities#Daring\|daring raid]] in Siroc Bayou. While they have not captured any enemy captains, they have nonetheless made a good accounting of the treasures of the marshes. This will include an amount of [[ilium]], with the remainder split between [[herb\|herbs]] and the mysterious and unpredictable [[marsh flowers]] that grow all over the marshes.		The Red Wind Corsairs undertook a [[Army_qualities#Daring\|daring raid]] in Siroc Bayou. While they have not captured any enemy captains, they have nonetheless made a good accounting of the treasures of the marshes. This will include an amount of [[ilium]], with the remainder split between [[herb\|herbs]] and the mysterious and unpredictable marsh flowers that grow all over the marshes.

	Any character whose [[military unit]] supported the Red Wind Corsairs this season will also receive a marsh flower in their pack at the event.		Any character whose [[military unit]] supported the Red Wind Corsairs this season will also receive a marsh flower in their pack at the event.

Rafferty at 13:29, 14 July 2026

2026-07-14T13:29:11Z

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	Alongside the soldiers of the Brass Coast is some two thousand force of additional soldiers. The majority are led by Freeborn captains, but Dawn, the Marches, and Urizen are also represented. Each brings their own particular experience to the mix: Dawn is no stranger to wild and dangerous places; the Marchers know marshland well; and even the most mundane Urizen soldier is likely to have some insight into the magical resonances that flow through the bayou.		Alongside the soldiers of the Brass Coast is some two thousand force of additional soldiers. The majority are led by Freeborn captains, but Dawn, the Marches, and Urizen are also represented. Each brings their own particular experience to the mix: Dawn is no stranger to wild and dangerous places; the Marchers know marshland well; and even the most mundane Urizen soldier is likely to have some insight into the magical resonances that flow through the bayou.

	Magical resonances that are not limited to the Bayou, at least not this season. As the Corsairs begin to move, [[Night magic]] begins to trickle into Madruga, through the gaps between dreams. It oozes from [[Madruga#Calvos\|Calvos]] to [[Madruga#Quzar\|Quzar]] like thick, sweet treacle. It pools around the soldiers' campfires, at the thresholds of the paradors, in the echoes of music played by the shepherds and cowherds on the inland plains. It blooms in the half-reverie of those at sea when the motion of the waves lulls them to illicit slumber. Vivid dreams of dark, fantastical forests, full of eerie plants and flowers, constantly shifting in size, shape, and colour. Unsettling dreams of strange beasts moving through the trees, watching the dreamer, shadowing their movements. Visionary dreams of some imagined past, indistinguishable from memories of things that happened and daydreams of things that might have. Each night, strange dreams, beneath a sky speckled with [[Astronomancy#Constellations\|distant stars]].

	Yet, stranger things than dreams happen in Madruga all the time these days it seems. A topic for conversation over breakfast - and is there anything less interesting than hearing another speak of their dreams? The Brass Coast is a land of wonders, after all, and nowhere is this more true than Madruga in the wake of the [[Where the river rises\|river's rising]].
	<div {{float}}>{{CaptionedImage\|file=Spring by Michalina.jpg\|caption=This is the place. This has always been the place.\|align=right\|width=500}}</div>		<div {{float}}>{{CaptionedImage\|file=Spring by Michalina.jpg\|caption=This is the place. This has always been the place.\|align=right\|width=500}}</div>

	==Silt and Dust==		==Silt and Dust==
	Before it was transformed, [[Madruga#Siroc_Bayou\|Siroc Bayou]], and [[Madruga#Crucible\|Crucible]] to the west, were once fertile grassland blanketed with farms. The land is just as rich as it was, but is now sodden with the magic-infused waters of the Scorrero. A great dripping expanse of trees, streams, ponds, pools, reeds, and everywhere flowers. Flowers in breathtaking variety, a riot of shade and shape that can be just a little overwhelming as it sweeps a patchwork quilt of colours in all directions.		Before it was transformed, [[Madruga#Siroc_Bayou\|Siroc Bayou]], and [[Madruga#Crucible\|Crucible]] to the west, were once fertile grassland blanketed with farms. The land is just as rich as it was, but is now sodden with the magic-infused waters of the Scorrero. A great dripping expanse of trees, streams, ponds, pools, reeds, and everywhere flowers. Flowers in breathtaking variety, a riot of shade and shape that can be just a little overwhelming as it sweeps a patchwork quilt of colours in all directions.
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	The Children of Wrecks as a whole no longer threaten the Bay of Catazar. With their navy sunk by the Red Wind Corsairs, and the Iron Confederacy having crushed them on the islands of Madruga and Feroz the few survivors have scattered.		The Children of Wrecks as a whole no longer threaten the Bay of Catazar. With their navy sunk by the Red Wind Corsairs, and the Iron Confederacy having crushed them on the islands of Madruga and Feroz the few survivors have scattered.

	Madruga has been enchanted this season with a potent aura of [[Night magic]]. This magic bring strange dreams, and increases the likelihood of encounters with the [[Realms#Night\|realm]]. Whether it has impacted the appearance of the phantoms in Siroc Bayou is left to the speculation of magicians, but further information about this enchantment and what it portends will be found in the '''[[Winds of magic]]''' wind of fortune.
	===Participation : Red Wind Corsairs===		===Participation : Red Wind Corsairs===
	* '''The Red Wind Corsairs engaged in a ''Daring Raid'' in Siroc Bayou and have recovered some treasures		* '''The Red Wind Corsairs engaged in a ''Daring Raid'' in Siroc Bayou and have recovered some treasures

Hailmur at 12:37, 14 July 2026

2026-07-14T12:37:58Z

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	<div {{floatleft}}>{{CaptionedImage\|file=Freeborn Shields.jpg\|caption=Prize freedom and responsibility, and disdain arrogance.\|align=left\|width=500}}</div>		<div {{floatleft}}>{{CaptionedImage\|file=Freeborn Shields.jpg\|caption=Prize freedom and responsibility, and disdain arrogance.\|align=left\|width=500}}</div>
	==Dream of Sleep==		==Dream of Sleep==
	The [[Red Wind Corsairs]] have [[Deep_blue_sea#As_The_Gull_Flies\|slipped through the grasp]] of the [[Grendel]], and put to port in [[~~Madruga~~]]. Now, they sally forth for a new battle against an unfamiliar opponent. Marching ~~south along the coast road~~, each village they pass through turns out to cheer, and to offer cheap food and drink to the Freeborn soldiers. The Freeborn are not unfamiliar with marshes, and are ''very'' familiar with fighting in waterlogged environments and make preparations as they march. They carry with them a supply of coracles, of precious lumber for crafting rafts, and a surprising number of dry socks.		The [[Red Wind Corsairs]] have [[Deep_blue_sea#As_The_Gull_Flies\|slipped through the grasp]] of the [[Grendel]], and put to port in [[Feroz]]. Now, they sally forth for a new battle against an unfamiliar opponent. Marching a circuitous route through Segura, Kahraman and finally into Madruga, each village they pass through turns out to cheer and to offer cheap food and drink to the Freeborn soldiers. The Freeborn are not unfamiliar with marshes, and are ''very'' familiar with fighting in waterlogged environments and make preparations as they march. They carry with them a supply of coracles, of precious lumber for crafting rafts, and a surprising number of dry socks.

	Alongside the soldiers of the Brass Coast is some two thousand force of additional soldiers. The majority are led by Freeborn captains but Dawn, the Marches, and Urizen are also represented. Each brings their own particular experience to the mix: Dawn is no stranger to wild and dangerous places; the Marchers know marshland well; and even the most mundane Urizen soldier is likely to have some insight into the magical resonances that flow through the bayou.		Alongside the soldiers of the Brass Coast is some two thousand force of additional soldiers. The majority are led by Freeborn captains, but Dawn, the Marches, and Urizen are also represented. Each brings their own particular experience to the mix: Dawn is no stranger to wild and dangerous places; the Marchers know marshland well; and even the most mundane Urizen soldier is likely to have some insight into the magical resonances that flow through the bayou.

	Magical resonances that are not limited to the Bayou, at least not this season. As the Corsairs begin to move, [[Night magic]] begins to trickle into Madruga, through the gaps between dreams. It oozes from [[Madruga#Calvos\|Calvos]] to [[Madruga#Quzar\|Quzar]] like thick, sweet treacle. It pools around the soldiers' campfires, at the thresholds of the paradors, in the echoes of music played by the shepherds and cowherds on the inland plains. It blooms in the half-reverie of those at sea when the motion of the waves lulls them to illicit slumber. Vivid dreams of dark, fantastical forests, full of eerie plants and flowers, constantly shifting in size, shape, and colour. Unsettling dreams of strange beasts moving through the trees, watching the dreamer, shadowing their movements. Visionary dreams of some imagined past, indistinguishable from memories of things that happened and daydreams of things that might have. Each night, strange dreams, beneath a sky speckled with [[Astronomancy#Constellations\|distant stars]].		Magical resonances that are not limited to the Bayou, at least not this season. As the Corsairs begin to move, [[Night magic]] begins to trickle into Madruga, through the gaps between dreams. It oozes from [[Madruga#Calvos\|Calvos]] to [[Madruga#Quzar\|Quzar]] like thick, sweet treacle. It pools around the soldiers' campfires, at the thresholds of the paradors, in the echoes of music played by the shepherds and cowherds on the inland plains. It blooms in the half-reverie of those at sea when the motion of the waves lulls them to illicit slumber. Vivid dreams of dark, fantastical forests, full of eerie plants and flowers, constantly shifting in size, shape, and colour. Unsettling dreams of strange beasts moving through the trees, watching the dreamer, shadowing their movements. Visionary dreams of some imagined past, indistinguishable from memories of things that happened and daydreams of things that might have. Each night, strange dreams, beneath a sky speckled with [[Astronomancy#Constellations\|distant stars]].

	Yet, stranger things than dreams happen in Madruga all the time these days it seems. A topic for conversation over breakfast - and is there anything less interesting than hearing another speak of their dreams? The Brass Coast is a land of wonders, after all, and nowhere is this more true than Madruga in the wake of the [[Where the river rises\|river's rising]].		Yet, stranger things than dreams happen in Madruga all the time these days it seems. A topic for conversation over breakfast - and is there anything less interesting than hearing another speak of their dreams? The Brass Coast is a land of wonders, after all, and nowhere is this more true than Madruga in the wake of the [[Where the river rises\|river's rising]].
	<div ~~style="~~float~~:right; width: 500px; clear: left;"~~>{{CaptionedImage\|file=Spring by Michalina.jpg\|caption=This is the place. This has always been the place.\|align=right\|width=500}}</div>		<div {{float}}>{{CaptionedImage\|file=Spring by Michalina.jpg\|caption=This is the place. This has always been the place.\|align=right\|width=500}}</div>

	==Silt and Dust==		==Silt and Dust==

Hailmur: /* Stand Tall at the High Tide */

2026-07-14T12:31:32Z

Stand Tall at the High Tide

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	==Stand Tall at the High Tide==		==Stand Tall at the High Tide==
	As the ~~Solstice~~ approaches, the weather has cleared. From sour and violent, the sky has become a beaming blue expanse with nary a cloud in sight, and only the gentlest of breezes to break the heat of ~~Summer~~. Oh, there has been flooding, and the high winds and higher waves have left their mark, but in all honesty, though, the Freeborn of Quzar and Calvos have begun to become used to having sea ~~invading~~ their homes. They have built defences, and learned how to drive unwelcome saltwater back out before it becomes too comfortable.		As the solstice approaches, the weather has cleared. From sour and violent, the sky has become a beaming blue expanse with nary a cloud in sight, and only the gentlest of breezes to break the heat of summer. Oh, there has been flooding, and the high winds and higher waves have left their mark, but in all honesty, though, the Freeborn of Quzar and Calvos have begun to become used to having sea invade their homes. They have built defences and learned how to drive unwelcome saltwater back out before it becomes too comfortable.

	The Red Wind Corsairs remain in the marshes, battling with strange geography and stranger phantasms. Yet they have made progress, and another push next season will surely bring the bayou under the notional control of the Empire - assuming the situation remains the same and these figments of the past and out of ~~dream~~ do not escalate to some more significant threat.		The Red Wind Corsairs remain in the marshes, battling with strange geography and stranger phantasms. Yet they have made progress, and another push next season will surely bring the bayou under the notional control of the Empire - assuming the situation remains the same and these figments of the past and out of dreams do not escalate to some more significant threat.

	There are of course reports of fleeing pirates and privateers along the eastern coast of Madruga, but any that dare to make landfall here are dealt with by the Fire of the South. A few make it further afield, but ~~they~~ receive a similarly fatal welcome from the garrison of Mora's Rock, or from the guardians of Sarvos. The only Children of Wrecks to escape the utter disaster in Free Landing are those who fled out into the Bay of Catazar, and there is no respite for them there. Imperial, Grendel, and Sarcophan vessels alike will hunt them wherever they try to run, wherever they try to hide.		There are, of course, reports of fleeing pirates and privateers along the eastern coast of Madruga, but any that dare to make landfall here are dealt with by the Fire of the South. A few make it further afield, and there are three crews to be dealt with during the summit, but the others receive a similarly fatal welcome from the garrison of Mora's Rock, or from the guardians of Sarvos. The only Children of Wrecks to truly escape the utter disaster in Free Landing are those who fled out into the Bay of Catazar, and there is no respite for them there. Imperial, Grendel, and Sarcophan vessels alike will hunt them wherever they try to run, wherever they try to hide.

	The tale of the Children of Wrecks has been one of needless suffering and thoughtless destruction wherever they went, but now their short story is over, and there is nobody in all the world who will weep to see them gone.		The tale of the Children of Wrecks has been one of needless suffering and thoughtless destruction wherever they went, but now their short story is over, and there is nobody in all the world who will weep to see them gone.

Hailmur at 10:49, 14 July 2026

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	[[Category:Winds of War]][[Category:388YE ~~Spring~~]][[Category:~~Appraisal~~]]		[[Category:Winds of War]][[Category:388YE Summer]][[Category:Military Council]]
	<div ~~style="float:left; width: 500px; clear: right;"~~>{{CaptionedImage\|file=Freeborn Shields.jpg\|caption=Prize freedom and responsibility, and disdain arrogance.\|align=left\|width=500}}</div>		<div {{floatleft}}>{{CaptionedImage\|file=Freeborn Shields.jpg\|caption=Prize freedom and responsibility, and disdain arrogance.\|align=left\|width=500}}</div>
	==Dream of Sleep==		==Dream of Sleep==
	The [[Red Wind Corsairs]] have [[Deep_blue_sea#As_The_Gull_Flies\|slipped through the grasp]] of the [[Grendel]], and put to port in [[Madruga]]. Now, they sally forth for a new battle against an unfamiliar opponent. Marching south along the coast road, each village they pass through turns out to cheer, and to offer cheap food and drink to the Freeborn soldiers. The Freeborn are not unfamiliar with marshes, and are ''very'' familiar with fighting in waterlogged environments and make preparations as they march. They carry with them a supply of coracles, of precious lumber for crafting rafts, and a surprising number of dry socks.		The [[Red Wind Corsairs]] have [[Deep_blue_sea#As_The_Gull_Flies\|slipped through the grasp]] of the [[Grendel]], and put to port in [[Madruga]]. Now, they sally forth for a new battle against an unfamiliar opponent. Marching south along the coast road, each village they pass through turns out to cheer, and to offer cheap food and drink to the Freeborn soldiers. The Freeborn are not unfamiliar with marshes, and are ''very'' familiar with fighting in waterlogged environments and make preparations as they march. They carry with them a supply of coracles, of precious lumber for crafting rafts, and a surprising number of dry socks.
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	A few weeks later, the Freeborn corsair vessels that sailed with the Suranni arrive in Quzar - already mostly recovered from the weather and the waves thanks to skills earned with bitter experience. They carry with them in their holds a great many treasures of the Brass Coast thought lost forever - relics and archives - and the news that the Iron Confederacy has been victorious. The Children of Wrecks are broken, the Maw of Siakha has been closed.		A few weeks later, the Freeborn corsair vessels that sailed with the Suranni arrive in Quzar - already mostly recovered from the weather and the waves thanks to skills earned with bitter experience. They carry with them in their holds a great many treasures of the Brass Coast thought lost forever - relics and archives - and the news that the Iron Confederacy has been victorious. The Children of Wrecks are broken, the Maw of Siakha has been closed.
	<div ~~style="~~float~~:right; width: 500px; clear: left;"~~>{{CaptionedImage\|file=Spiderweb.jpg\|caption=Things are connected.\|align=right\|width=500}}</div>		<div {{float}}>{{CaptionedImage\|file=Spiderweb.jpg\|caption=Things are connected.\|align=right\|width=500}}</div>

	==All Rivers are One River==		==All Rivers are One River==

GuiltyConscience: /* Take Your Prize */

2026-07-14T10:11:48Z

Take Your Prize

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	<div style="float:right; width: 250px; clear: left;">{{CaptionedImage\|file=Suran.PNG\|caption=The Suranni call on their Maiden of Battle to bless their final attack on the Children of Wrecks.\|align=left\|width=250}}		<div style="float:right; width: 250px; clear: left;">{{CaptionedImage\|file=Suran.PNG\|caption=The Suranni call on their Maiden of Battle to bless their final attack on the Children of Wrecks.\|align=left\|width=250}}
	{{CaptionedImage\|file=Destruction of the Shining Pillar.jpg\|caption=The destruction of the Shining Pillar was heartbreaking for many Freeborn.\|title=Art by Juniper Orton\|align=right\|width=250}}</div>		{{CaptionedImage\|file=Destruction of the Shining Pillar.jpg\|caption=The destruction of the Shining Pillar was heartbreaking for many Freeborn.\|title=Art by Juniper Orton\|align=right\|width=250}}</div>
	At the same time as the Corsairs move south, the Fire of the South undertake the long ~~marsh~~ home from Bregasland. Even as their fellows press into ''terra incognita'', they take up defensive positions around Quzar. Perhaps there is an irony to exchanging a billet near a Marcher marsh for one near a Freeborn marsh. They are no less welcomed than the Red Wind Corsairs, but they cannot help but bring with them a tinge of worry. They are here to look east, across the waters of the monster-haunted Quzar channel toward the islands of Free Landing. They are here to stand vigilant watch against the approach of the Iron Confederacy.		At the same time as the Corsairs move south, the Fire of the South undertake the long march home from Bregasland. Even as their fellows press into ''terra incognita'', they take up defensive positions around Quzar. Perhaps there is an irony to exchanging a billet near a Marcher marsh for one near a Freeborn marsh. They are no less welcomed than the Red Wind Corsairs, but they cannot help but bring with them a tinge of worry. They are here to look east, across the waters of the monster-haunted Quzar channel toward the islands of Free Landing. They are here to stand vigilant watch against the approach of the Iron Confederacy.

	As the Corsairs explore the bayou, the Suranni forces in Feroz move. The Wings of Kobol - the [[navy]] that lead the [[Red_skies#Swords_of_the_South\|assault against Cazar Straits]] - sweeps north across the Bay of Oran, toward Free Landing. They are not alone - a second force of warships sails with them. Between them they carry an uncertain number of Suranni soldiers, grim-faced heavily armoured soldiers of the south. Their intent is simple; smash the last of the Children of Wrecks and claim the islands where the Brass Coast began for the Iron Confederacy.		As the Corsairs explore the bayou, the Suranni forces in Feroz move. The Wings of Kobol - the [[navy]] that lead the [[Red_skies#Swords_of_the_South\|assault against Cazar Straits]] - sweeps north across the Bay of Oran, toward Free Landing. They are not alone - a second force of warships sails with them. Between them they carry an uncertain number of Suranni soldiers, grim-faced heavily armoured soldiers of the south. Their intent is simple; smash the last of the Children of Wrecks and claim the islands where the Brass Coast began for the Iron Confederacy.
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	A few weeks later, the Freeborn corsair vessels that sailed with the Suranni arrive in Quzar - already mostly recovered from the weather and the waves thanks to skills earned with bitter experience. They carry with them in their holds a great many treasures of the Brass Coast thought lost forever - relics and archives - and the news that the Iron Confederacy has been victorious. The Children of Wrecks are broken, the Maw of Siakha has been closed.		A few weeks later, the Freeborn corsair vessels that sailed with the Suranni arrive in Quzar - already mostly recovered from the weather and the waves thanks to skills earned with bitter experience. They carry with them in their holds a great many treasures of the Brass Coast thought lost forever - relics and archives - and the news that the Iron Confederacy has been victorious. The Children of Wrecks are broken, the Maw of Siakha has been closed.
	<div style="float:right; width: 500px; clear: left;">{{CaptionedImage\|file=Spiderweb.jpg\|caption=Things are connected.\|align=right\|width=500}}</div>		<div style="float:right; width: 500px; clear: left;">{{CaptionedImage\|file=Spiderweb.jpg\|caption=Things are connected.\|align=right\|width=500}}</div>

	==All Rivers are One River==		==All Rivers are One River==
	When that mighty tempest erupts across Free Landing, and the massive waves pound the Brass Coast, the Red Wind Corsairs are deep in Siroc Bayou. They are making reasonable headway in their task, despite the sudden downturn in the weather. Yet that same night, with nine stars of [[the Web]] bright in the sky over the marshes, something shifts in the waters. The sentries at the main encampment established by the Freeborn soldiers report the approach of an armed force. Initially it is assumed to be a returning patrol, or perhaps some soldiers from the Fire of the South come to support their comrades in their conquest of the marsh. Then it becomes clear they are orcs, perhaps a lost Grendel cohort caught in the flooding of the Siroc.		When that mighty tempest erupts across Free Landing, and the massive waves pound the Brass Coast, the Red Wind Corsairs are deep in Siroc Bayou. They are making reasonable headway in their task, despite the sudden downturn in the weather. Yet that same night, with nine stars of [[the Web]] bright in the sky over the marshes, something shifts in the waters. The sentries at the main encampment established by the Freeborn soldiers report the approach of an armed force. Initially it is assumed to be a returning patrol, or perhaps some soldiers from the Fire of the South come to support their comrades in their conquest of the marsh. Then it becomes clear they are orcs, perhaps a lost Grendel cohort caught in the flooding of the Siroc.

GuiltyConscience: /* Silt and Dust */

2026-07-14T10:11:10Z

Silt and Dust

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	Where time is odd, distance and direction are even odder. It is as if the Siroc Bayou contains much more space than it ought to, that the marshes are larger within their borders than they have any right to be. The only constant is the river flowing to the south, but even then there are reports of strangeness. As one travels further into Siroc Bayou, the Scorrero seems to get wider. At one point, several weeks in, the Freeborn soldiers on the riverbanks find the fast-flowing river seems to be nearly three miles across, the shores of [[Feroz]] impossibly distant. There is discussion about where they may find themselves if they made rafts and poled across to the other side. Nobody would risk swimming in these waters, not here, not now.		Where time is odd, distance and direction are even odder. It is as if the Siroc Bayou contains much more space than it ought to, that the marshes are larger within their borders than they have any right to be. The only constant is the river flowing to the south, but even then there are reports of strangeness. As one travels further into Siroc Bayou, the Scorrero seems to get wider. At one point, several weeks in, the Freeborn soldiers on the riverbanks find the fast-flowing river seems to be nearly three miles across, the shores of [[Feroz]] impossibly distant. There is discussion about where they may find themselves if they made rafts and poled across to the other side. Nobody would risk swimming in these waters, not here, not now.

	In hindsight, the decision to [[Clarity of the Master Strategist\|enchant the army]] with powerful [[Day magic]] seems almost prescient. The enchantment helps patrols and expeditionary bands remain confident that they can find one another in the mysterious ~~mashes~~. It helps the captains and commanders make sense of the alien quality of the Bayou, maintain their resolve and clarity in the face of strangeness. It helps scouts see through the subtle deceptions and camouflage this place seems to throw up almost instinctively against the Imperial advance.		In hindsight, the decision to [[Clarity of the Master Strategist\|enchant the army]] with powerful [[Day magic]] seems almost prescient. The enchantment helps patrols and expeditionary bands remain confident that they can find one another in the mysterious marshes. It helps the captains and commanders make sense of the alien quality of the Bayou, maintain their resolve and clarity in the face of strangeness. It helps scouts see through the subtle deceptions and camouflage this place seems to throw up almost instinctively against the Imperial advance.
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	<quote by="Velasco i Guerra, General of the Fire of the South">Home calls. We have burnt brightly and fulfilled our loyalty to the Marchers. Now we head to Madruga to rekindle. We shall march to Lightsea and make use of the delights of Quzar. Keep an eye to the sea and your weapons to hand.</quote></div>		<quote by="Velasco i Guerra, General of the Fire of the South">Home calls. We have burnt brightly and fulfilled our loyalty to the Marchers. Now we head to Madruga to rekindle. We shall march to Lightsea and make use of the delights of Quzar. Keep an eye to the sea and your weapons to hand.</quote></div>

Dre: /* Participation : Red Wind Corsairs */

2026-07-14T10:10:16Z

Participation : Red Wind Corsairs

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	* '''The Red Wind Corsairs engaged in a ''Daring Raid'' in Siroc Bayou and have recovered some treasures		* '''The Red Wind Corsairs engaged in a ''Daring Raid'' in Siroc Bayou and have recovered some treasures
	* '''Military units that supported the Red Wind Corsairs this season will receive a small bounty of marsh flowers		* '''Military units that supported the Red Wind Corsairs this season will receive a small bounty of marsh flowers
	The Red Wind Corsairs undertook a [[Daring ~~Raid~~]] in Siroc Bayou. While they have not captured any enemy captains, they have nonetheless made a good accounting of the treasures of the marshes. This will include an amount of [[ilium]], with the remainder split between [[herb\|herbs]] and the mysterious and unpredictable [[marsh flowers]] that grow all over the marshes.		The Red Wind Corsairs undertook a [[Army_qualities#Daring\|daring raid]] in Siroc Bayou. While they have not captured any enemy captains, they have nonetheless made a good accounting of the treasures of the marshes. This will include an amount of [[ilium]], with the remainder split between [[herb\|herbs]] and the mysterious and unpredictable [[marsh flowers]] that grow all over the marshes.

	Any character whose [[military unit]] supported the Red Wind Corsairs this season will also receive a marsh flower in their pack at the event.		Any character whose [[military unit]] supported the Red Wind Corsairs this season will also receive a marsh flower in their pack at the event.

	Players will need to provide their own phys-reps for the flowers; small paper blooms in exotic colours are ideal.		Players will need to provide their own phys-reps for the flowers; small paper blooms in exotic colours are ideal.

	===Participation : Wings of Kobol===		===Participation : Wings of Kobol===
	* '''Freeborn characters who supported the Wings of Kobol have a more detailed understanding of what happened in Free Landing		* '''Freeborn characters who supported the Wings of Kobol have a more detailed understanding of what happened in Free Landing

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	Where there is life there is also death, but here in the south it is hidden beneath a great morass of rainbow colours. There has been war here, in past both recent and distant; humans and orcs have fought along the Scorrero for centuries. The waters of the wild river themselves have killed almost as many of those who worked the old ilium nets as the Grendel did - or at least that's what the stories say. For every body recovered from the waters, two more sank to the bottom and were smothered in silt. Now, something has given them a wake-up call it seems. The scouts talk of unnatural individuals, and small groups of skeletal battered remains stalking through the marshes, draped in flowers, moss, and mud that makes it impossible to tell if they were human or orc before time and water smoothed away such differences and made them irrelevant. They are not hostile, unless someone seeks to interfere with them or their odd activities. One Freeborn, a child of pre-Rahab Feroz, suggests that they are, against all the odds, tending to the marshes. ''Gardening'', as she puts it.		Where there is life there is also death, but here in the south it is hidden beneath a great morass of rainbow colours. There has been war here, in past both recent and distant; humans and orcs have fought along the Scorrero for centuries. The waters of the wild river themselves have killed almost as many of those who worked the old ilium nets as the Grendel did - or at least that's what the stories say. For every body recovered from the waters, two more sank to the bottom and were smothered in silt. Now, something has given them a wake-up call it seems. The scouts talk of unnatural individuals, and small groups of skeletal battered remains stalking through the marshes, draped in flowers, moss, and mud that makes it impossible to tell if they were human or orc before time and water smoothed away such differences and made them irrelevant. They are not hostile, unless someone seeks to interfere with them or their odd activities. One Freeborn, a child of pre-Rahab Feroz, suggests that they are, against all the odds, tending to the marshes. ''Gardening'', as she puts it.

	Yet it is the transfiguring nature of Night that overlies both life and death here. Change, and wonder, and strangeness in the air. The land itself shifts over time, rivers and streams finding new courses with deliberate slowness. Attempts to map the Siroc Bayou, beyond locating major landmarks, proves tricky. Worse, once the Red Wind Corsairs are actually surrounded by the marsh - once it stretches from horizon to horizon - things become ever odder. The passage of time seems to ~~becomes~~ just a little unpredictable. The sun may seem to hang in the sky for an hour, unmoving, or it might judder quickly along its route, moving in the span of five minutes a distance that would normally take an hour. The moon is worse; within the marshes it seems always to be full and silver, and just a little larger than might be anticipated.		Yet it is the transfiguring nature of Night that overlies both life and death here. Change, and wonder, and strangeness in the air. The land itself shifts over time, rivers and streams finding new courses with deliberate slowness. Attempts to map the Siroc Bayou, beyond locating major landmarks, proves tricky. Worse, once the Red Wind Corsairs are actually surrounded by the marsh - once it stretches from horizon to horizon - things become ever odder. The passage of time seems to become just a little unpredictable. The sun may seem to hang in the sky for an hour, unmoving, or it might judder quickly along its route, moving in the span of five minutes a distance that would normally take an hour. The moon is worse; within the marshes it seems always to be full and silver, and just a little larger than might be anticipated.

	Where time is odd, distance and direction are even odder. It is as if the Siroc Bayou contains much more space than it ought to, that the marshes are larger within their borders than they have any right to be. The only constant is the river flowing to the south, but even then there are reports of strangeness. As one travels further into Siroc Bayou, the Scorrero seems to get wider. At one point, several weeks in, the Freeborn soldiers on the riverbanks find the fast-flowing river seems to be nearly three miles across, the shores of [[Feroz]] impossibly distant. There is discussion about where they may find themselves if they made rafts and poled across to the other side. Nobody would risk swimming in these waters, not here, not now.		Where time is odd, distance and direction are even odder. It is as if the Siroc Bayou contains much more space than it ought to, that the marshes are larger within their borders than they have any right to be. The only constant is the river flowing to the south, but even then there are reports of strangeness. As one travels further into Siroc Bayou, the Scorrero seems to get wider. At one point, several weeks in, the Freeborn soldiers on the riverbanks find the fast-flowing river seems to be nearly three miles across, the shores of [[Feroz]] impossibly distant. There is discussion about where they may find themselves if they made rafts and poled across to the other side. Nobody would risk swimming in these waters, not here, not now.

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	The Red Wind Corsairs are about three-fifths of the way towards claiming the Siroc Bayou for the Empire. The main obstacle slowing their advance is the ''[[Madruga#Wild\|wild]]'' quality possessed by the Bayou and the neighbouring Crucible. This means that it takes fifteen victory points to completely claim the region rather than the usual ten.		The Red Wind Corsairs are about three-fifths of the way towards claiming the Siroc Bayou for the Empire. The main obstacle slowing their advance is the ''[[Madruga#Wild\|wild]]'' quality possessed by the Bayou and the neighbouring Crucible. This means that it takes fifteen victory points to completely claim the region rather than the usual ten.

	The Iron Confederacy has conquered Free Landing, and broken the Children of Wrecks. The Maw of Siakha has closed, and the Suranni are now in control of the entire region. In the process Freeborn corsairs have helped to liberate the remaining historical relics of the Founding, and ferried them to safety in ~~Qazar~~. Likewise, the Suranni have been true to their word and allowed any Imperial citizens imprisoned by the Children of Wrecks to be escorted to safety on the Brass Coast.		The Iron Confederacy has conquered Free Landing, and broken the Children of Wrecks. The Maw of Siakha has closed, and the Suranni are now in control of the entire region. In the process Freeborn corsairs have helped to liberate the remaining historical relics of the Founding, and ferried them to safety in Quzar. Likewise, the Suranni have been true to their word and allowed any Imperial citizens imprisoned by the Children of Wrecks to be escorted to safety on the Brass Coast.

	The Children of Wrecks as a whole no longer threaten the Bay of Catazar. With their navy sunk by the Red Wind Corsairs, and the Iron Confederacy having crushed them on the islands of Madruga and Feroz the few survivors have scattered.		The Children of Wrecks as a whole no longer threaten the Bay of Catazar. With their navy sunk by the Red Wind Corsairs, and the Iron Confederacy having crushed them on the islands of Madruga and Feroz the few survivors have scattered.