Blue in what is Dark

[Marin]

Deep within the mire, there is a soft hum heard, like a gentle rhythm that soothes those who come near, for a moment. But soon one might feel dread, for the closer they draw, the howls and sounds of things moving are heard. Stirring from deeper within, the creatures who go bump in the night began once more move and crawl out of the shadows, shambling and marching.

Weak? Defeated?

The small but successful raid only showed one thing. 

It was time for the Mire to stir alive once more.