Kroggle Mirejaw – Raiding Captain
“Soft ground makes soft people. The marsh teaches harder lessons.”
Name: Kroggle Mirejaw
Race: Bullywug
Role/Class: Raiding Captain
Appearance: Kroggle Mirejaw is an imposing for a bullywug, his squat frame swollen with muscle and scar tissue. His skin is a mottled sickly green and brown, thickened and cracked in places like old bark. His lower jaw juts forward grotesquely, split by an old fracture that healed wrong, leaving one tusk permanently exposed and stained dark with dried blood.
He wears scavenged armor pieced together from rusted iron plates, bone shards, and boiled-hide strips, all bound with marsh cord and sinew. Fetishes of cracked skulls, eel bones, and gnawed reeds hang from his belt and neck, clacking softly when he moves. Kroggle wields a brutal pole-cleaver—half glaive, half butcher’s hook—its edge nicked and jagged from repeated use.
His eyes are small, yellow, and alert, constantly scanning for weakness.
Backstory
Kroggle rose from the endless skirmishing of bullywug tribes along the outer marshes, where hunger and dominance determine survival. Unlike other raiders, Kroggle learned restraint—not mercy, but timing. He watched how settlements grew complacent, how patrols thinned, how boundaries softened when trade flourished.
Rather than attack outright, Kroggle began testing. A burned ferry here. A stolen livestock pen there. A night raid followed by weeks of silence. Each incursion mapped responses, weaknesses, and fear.
Kroggle does not seek conquest yet. He seeks proof. Proof that the Brackish Brinelands’ settlements have forgotten what the marsh demands. When he is satisfied, the raids will stop being tests.
