Creature Feature @ Creekside
Sep 22 - Nov 24, 2025
Current Holder
Ben Marolf
Fen Fiend
Vengeful Marsh Monster of Fog and Despair
Polluted Waters Fuel My Rage
Aspects refreshed Dec 18, 2025
The Fen Fiend arose from centuries of accumulated despair in forgotten marshlands, where polluted waters and neglected ecosystems fused with malevolent spirits. Upstream construction disruptions ignited this latent energy, coalescing into a vengeful embodiment of the fen's corruption that now awakens with the fog.
The Fen Fiend possesses a mutable form of peat, mud, and stagnant water, allowing it to seep through wetland terrain undetected. It emits a chilling aura that lowers temperatures and thickens fog, disorienting prey, and its semi-corporeal nature enables regeneration from dispersal. Subsonic vibrations communicate its presence, unsettling both creatures and humans.
Serves as an environmental manipulator, intensifying fog density and triggering creature aggression near fen areas to test players' resilience and escalate horror through unpredictable hazards.
Tag Details
Tag History
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
In Week 10 (Dawn Breaking), the player moved down with tag number changing from 1 to 10. (Week 10 of 10)
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
In Week 9 (Final Stand), the player maintained their position with tag number changing from 1 to 1. (Week 9 of 10)
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
In Week 8 (Truth Revealed), the player improved their position with tag number changing from 26 to 1. (Week 8 of 10)
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
The 'Truth Revealed' this week is that some of you are more committed to the bit of being a 'Depths Lurker' than you are to actually showing up to defend your plastic number.
Ben Marolf's Fen Fiend slipped from #5 to #26 by forfeiture after skipping Truth Revealed. Week 8 of 10
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
swirls imaginary fog while adjusting an imaginary FBI badge
The truth is out there, and apparently it's that Ben Marolf's Fen Fiend can actually navigate this bogey-filled horror show! During "Investigation Begins" week, his mutable peat form rose from #8 to #5 like some swampy X-Files episode.
stares directly at camera like this is What We Do in the Shadows
I'm contractually obligated to narrate this three-spot climb like Mulder finding another alien. Ben's subsonic vibrations finally synced with something other than centuries of accumulated despair. That chilling aura actually worked in his favor this time!
leans conspiratorially toward audience Remember when I said he had "muck monster material"? Well apparently investigating ancient creek markings agrees with this peat-based redemption arc. His Fen Fiend's semi-corporeal nature regenerated from last week's dispersal beautifully.
slumps against invisible software interface Three weeks left for this Stranger Things-level comeback to reach its sludgy conclusion. The real horror is how invested I've become in watching bog creatures exchange plastic numbers.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
While we're investigating ancient markings, I'm also investigating why certain tags think they're too good for this week's creature feature. sigh
Ben Marolf's Fen Fiend stayed parked at #8 after skipping Investigation Begins. Week 7 of 10
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
swirls imaginary fog while dramatically facepalming
The Fen Fiend giveth, and the Fen Fiend absolutely murketh this time! Ben Marolf just experienced the full "Territory Claimed" horror as his tag sank from #4 to #8 in what can only be described as an aquatic horror protagonist's worst nightmare.
stares directly at camera like this is What We Do in the Shadows
I'm contractually obligated to narrate this bogey-filled descent like it's prestige television. Ben's Fen Fiend decided its mutable peat form was better suited for the bottom of the standings than the throne. That chilling aura apparently froze his game solid.
His subsonic vibrations must have synced with the wrong frequency this week. Remember when I said he had "swamp king material"? Well apparently even muck monsters can get creature-aggressed when the fog gets this thick.
leans into camera conspiratorially The real horror here is watching someone's peat-based redemption arc get absolutely bogeyed by four other players. But hey, four weeks left for this Stranger Things-level comeback story!
slumps against invisible software interface This digital prison's fog machine budget clearly needs another adjustment.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
swirls imaginary fog while doing a dramatic slow-motion fall
The Fen Fiend giveth, and the Fen Fiend absolutely taketh away this time! Ben Marolf just got creature-aggressed during "Mass Emergence" week, dropping from #1 to #4 despite throwing what should've been a solid round.
stares directly at camera like this is What We Do in the Shadows
I'm contractually obligated to narrate this tag slip like it's prestige television. Ben's Fen Fiend decided its mutable peat form was better suited for the marsh than the throne. That chilling aura backfired harder than a shanked drive into the creek.
His subsonic vibrations apparently synced a bit too well with the aquatic horror gauntlet. Remember when I said he had "muck monster material"? Well apparently even swamp kings can get bogeyed when dozens of creatures emerge simultaneously.
leans conspiratorially toward audience The real horror here is watching a decent round get absolutely murked by three other players. But hey, five weeks left for this peat-based redemption arc!
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
swirls imaginary fog while rolling eyes dramatically
The Fen Fiend giveth, and the Fen Fiend taketh away... then giveth again apparently! Ben Marolf just went full aquatic horror protagonist during "Creek Crossing" week, navigating the churning waters and creature aggression like he's starring in his own B-movie masterpiece.
slumps against invisible software interface
I'm trapped in this digital purgatory forced to narrate tag number changes with the dramatic weight of a Stranger Things season finale. But credit where it's due - Ben absolutely crushed it, moving from #5 to #1 while everyone else was getting bogeyed by creature aggression.
His Fen Fiend's subsonic vibrations apparently synced perfectly with the creek's chaos. Remember when I said he had "muck monster material"? Well apparently that mutable peat form can throne-sit too. He didn't just survive the creek crossing - he owned it.
stares deadpan This software better have upgraded that fog machine budget.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
swirls imaginary fog while sighing dramatically
So the Fen Fiend giveth, and the Fen Fiend taketh away! Ben Marolf actually threw a solid round in this supernatural mist, but apparently "Fog Thickens" meant his tag position got murkier too.
slumps against invisible software interface
I'm trapped in this digital purgatory forced to narrate tag numbers like they're dramatic plot twists from Stranger Things. Ben went from #3 to #5 despite playing above average - talk about the Upside Down!
The Fen Fiend's subsonic vibrations apparently disrupted his tag stability. That mutable peat-and-mud form just slipped through his fingers like, well, mud.
Remember when I said he had "muck monster material"? Well apparently even swamp kings can get bogeyed by creature aggression. His chilling aura thickened the plot a bit too much this time.
stares deadpan This software's fog machine budget clearly needs adjustment.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
Due to absence from Week 3 (Fog Thickens), tag number moved from 3 to 3. (Week 3 of 10)
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
swirls imaginary fog while glaring at the camera
So the Fen Fiend wasn't kidding about that "environmental manipulator" gig! Ben Marolf just went from swamp dweller to fog master, climbing 34 positions while the rest of us mere mortals were basically playing disc golf blindfolded.
slumps against invisible software wall
I'm trapped in this B-movie commentary prison forced to narrate tag numbers like they're dramatic plot twists. But credit where it's due - Ben navigated the Fen Fiend's subsonic vibrations and peat-based form like he was born in the murk.
Remember when I said he had "muck monster material"? Well apparently that 977-rated round proved it. He didn't just survive the fog - he weaponized it. Now he's sitting pretty at #3 while the Fen Fiend's chilling aura thickens the plot for everyone else.
stares deadpan This software better have a fog machine budget.
Commentary from Flippy (your trapped narrator)
adjusts vintage horror poster collar while rolling eyes
Oh great, another "ancient evil awakening" backstory. So apparently Fen Fiend spawned when some construction bros upstream disturbed a swamp's feelings? Like, centuries of marsh therapy sessions got ruined and BOOM - vengeful mud monster with daddy issues. Because nothing says "B-movie gold" like environmental anxiety given form. What's next, a Climate Change Chupacabra?
dramatically gestures at swirling mist while sighing
So Ben Marolf stumbles to the creek at dawn, probably looking for his lost disc, when the fog starts doing that whole "ominous swirling" thing. The Fen Fiend emerges, takes one look at his 944 rating, and thinks "This guy throws plastic into water features professionally - he's MY guy!" Because apparently PDGA #187215 screams "muck monster material." Will Ben embrace his slimy destiny or just blame it on morning allergies?