Sir Croakemire

The Herald of Silence
Filed under: Mirecourt Entities | Fae Heralds | Dream-Speakers
Contributor: FDG Field Archivist No. 7
Last updated: May 2025

Overview

There are whispers in the mire of a humanoid frog, cloaked in velvet and regret. He appears just before the ground softens, before the words fade, before you remember what you’ve lost. This is no dream-frog or idle hallucination, but the living echo of a deeper power:

Sir Croakemire, the Herald of Silence.

Where Lady Wyr is speech and pact, and the Mud-Queen is gaze and memory, Croakemire is the pause between—the held breath before mourning, the silence between dreams.

Appearance

Sir Croakemire stands over seven feet tall when fully extended, though he often hunches as if ashamed of his height or hiding something heavier.

Skin: Green-black, slick with mildew, often trailing pond-scum and moss from his chin and armpits.
Eyes: Oversized and gold, as if always reflecting a distant torchlight.
Clothing: Wears robes of sodden velvet and matted leaves, never dry, never clean. His garments trail behind him like a funeral banner dragged through a flood.
Walking Stick: A crooked staff that blooms with white lilies wherever it touches earth. The blooms vanish behind him—temporary, like memory.

Known Traits and Abilities

Backwards Croaking: His announcements come in reverse croaks—impossible to comprehend while awake, but seeping into dreams as prophetic warnings or fragmented commands. Those who hear them often wake with mud on their pillow and tears they can’t explain.
Throat Touch: A single touch to a person’s neck allows him to:
- Steal grief, temporarily relieving the mourner.
- Mute the voice, sometimes permanently.
- Take memory, as payment or punishment.
  Victims often report a “cold pressure in the throat” moments before forgetting a crucial name, phrase, or feeling.
Preceded by Water: His presence is associated with high humidity, mildew bloom, and the smell of drowned flowers. He is often sighted before floods, funerals, and mysterious incidents of collective memory-loss.
Leaping: Croakemire does not walk far. He leaps—once across a river, once up the bell tower of a church. Witnesses describe a moment of tension, like a drawn bowstring, before the soundless whoomp of his departure.

Folklore and Superstitions

The Wet Footprint Omen: If you find wet footprints in your home with no sign of intrusion, it is said Sir Croakemire has visited—and taken something precious but intangible. Most commonly, a memory you were not yet ready to lose.
Lily Marks: Lilies blooming in strange places (especially near beds or thresholds) are signs that his staff has passed that way. In some traditions, these flowers are gathered and buried in silence to prevent dreams from unraveling.
Funeral Attendee: There are tales of mourners glimpsing a hulking frog-man at the back of a funeral service, especially if the deceased had secrets. He never speaks. But sometimes, a mourner will forget why they came.

Role in the Mirecourt Hierarchy

Though not a noble, Sir Croakemire is deeply embedded in the structure of Mirecourt. He is Lady Wyr’s voice when silence is required and the Mud-Queen’s breath when memory must be carried away. He is tolerated by both and controlled by neither.

In the human world, he is rarely seen. But those who do glimpse him are never quite the same.

Summary for Field Operatives

Trait	Detail
Threat Level	Low to Moderate (non-aggressive, but psychologically invasive)
Signs of Presence	Wet footprints indoors, unexpected lilies, fogged glass in sealed rooms
Containment Risk	High. Can’t be restrained. Appears and disappears at will.
Engagement Advice	Do not speak unless spoken to. Do not offer memories. Avoid eye contact.

Quote from Field Report #112:

“He stood at the end of the hallway. The wallpaper peeled in waves around him. He croaked—once, twice—and I felt like my spine was dissolving. When I blinked, he was gone. My sister couldn’t remember Dad’s name after that.”
—Anonymous, FDG witness, Kent marshes, 1989