Black Tides – A Dredge Survival Diary Log 7: The Cliffs Fight Back

Black Tides – Log 7: The Cliffs Fight Back

Platform: Steam Deck
Mode: Normal
Format: No Commentary

Video: family crest recovered, giant eel encounters, ship repairs, explosives unlocked, and Gale Cliffs navigation attempts (no commentary)


The next job was simple on paper. Find the family crest the hermit marked on the map. Looking at the route, it was clear I’d need to make my way through the cliffs to reach it, but the path itself didn’t look too bad. I plotted a course and headed out.

As soon as I passed through the stone arch, something large came straight out of the water. I’m assuming it was an eel, but whatever it was, it was far bigger than anything I’ve seen so far. I tried to avoid it, clipped the cliff face, and the creature still managed to hit the boat anyway. With the ship damaged, I limped back to the travelling merchant for repairs and decided to try again the next day.

The second attempt went a little better. I chose a different route through the cliffs and managed to avoid the creature entirely, or at least I didn’t see it this time. I eventually reached the wreck where the family crest was supposed to be, recovered it, and returned to the hermit.

He told me to speak to his brother in Ingfell and ask him for forgiveness on his behalf. The brother — the whaler — agreed to help, but only if I helped him first. He wanted me to detonate some explosives to clear part of the cliffs. All I needed to do, according to him, was head through the stone arch and follow the yellow flags.

It didn’t occur to me at the time that he meant the same stone arch I had already been through. That realisation came later, after I’d already decided I didn’t like him very much.

I equipped the haste ability and headed back out, thinking the extra speed would help me avoid the eel. It didn’t. The creature appeared again, hit the boat again, and I still didn’t see any yellow flags. To make things worse, the damage meant I couldn’t even keep the conger eel I’d caught to let it rot for the other request. I had to throw it back and head straight to the merchant for repairs.

The next attempt went exactly the same way. Through the arch, eel appears, boat damaged, no flags. Back to the merchant. Repaired again. At this point I’m fairly sure she’s getting tired of seeing me dock every single night.

After checking the pursuit log and getting nowhere, I went back to the whaler and spoke to him again. This time he mentioned that the yellow flags would be on my right. That would have been useful to know the first time.

With that in mind, I tried again. This time I managed to avoid the eel long enough to spot the flags, though the creature still managed to hit the boat while I was reading what I needed to do. Another repair job, but at least the explosives were placed where they needed to be.

After reporting back, the whaler agreed to reconcile with the hermit. One awkward family reunion later, I now have access to explosives of my own. He even gave me one for free, and I bought a few more just in case.

All that should be left now is placing another charge to clear the way to the relic. Though I can’t help wondering if these explosives would work just as well on that giant eel instead.


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Black Tides – A Dredge Survival Diary Log 6: Gale Cliffs at Last

Black Tides – Log 6: Gale Cliffs at Last

Platform: Steam Deck
Mode: Normal
Format: No Commentary

Video: shrine puzzle solved, boat upgraded, Gale Cliffs reached, strange waters discovered, and Hermit quest begins (no commentary)


After loading back in, it became clear I hadn’t learned anything from the last trip. I went straight back out into the dark, realised almost immediately that was a mistake, and turned around for Greater Marrow. I waited for dawn instead of pushing my luck again, then went back to what I should have been doing in the first place — fishing.

The shrine I found earlier kept coming to mind. It wanted curved fish, and the only thing I’d caught so far that fit that description was cod. They sit at a right angle in storage, so that seemed close enough. I went out looking specifically for them, and while I was at it I realised I had enough materials to upgrade the boat again. This time I added more space for fishing rods, which should make things easier once I start working deeper water.

Once I had enough cod, I headed back to the shrine. That meant going out at night again, which I wasn’t thrilled about, but I wanted to be ready to head for the Gale Cliffs at first light, so it made sense at the time. After dropping the fish into the shrine, I was given a new rod — a sinew spindle. From what I can tell, it slightly increases the chance of catching aberrations. If that’s true, I expect I’ll be seeing more of them whether I want to or not.

As soon as dawn came, I set a course for the Gale Cliffs. On the way, I came across a wreck that looked strangely familiar. The hull shape was the same as my own boat, just less equipped. I don’t know if that means anything, but it didn’t feel like a coincidence. I pulled what materials I could from the wreck and continued on.

I stopped at Ingfell once I reached the Cliffs and spoke to a few of the locals. One of them, a whaler, didn’t seem too happy about being there. Another asked me to catch an aged conger eel, which apparently means letting one rot first. Naturally, that means night fishing again.

I also met the travelling merchant, who might be the most cheerful person I’ve met since this started. They’re willing to buy fish, sell equipment, and even handle ship upgrades, which makes this place a lot more useful than I expected. They also mentioned the photographer again, which I’d completely forgotten about, and asked me to keep an eye out for certain fish while I was working the area.

While exploring the Cliffs, I saw something I still don’t have a proper explanation for. Water was shooting upward out of the sea, like a whirlpool going the wrong way. When I got closer, it vanished. I decided not to question it too much and kept moving.

Night fell while I was still out, and I spotted a red light near what looked like a small town further along the cliffs. I couldn’t reach it directly, but I did find a place to dock nearby. There I met a hermit who said he wanted to return to Ingfell to speak to his brother, but refused to leave without a family crest that had been lost somewhere in the cliffs. He marked the location on my map and warned me to watch out for some kind of creature in the area. Not exactly reassuring.

I tried to reach the town the red light was coming from, but the way forward was blocked. After speaking to the hermit again, he suggested I talk to the whaler back in Ingfell, which I decided could wait until morning. The last time I went chasing red lights in the dark, I ended up at the bottom of the sea. I’m not making that mistake twice in the same day.


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Black Tides – A Dredge Survival Diary Log 5: Faster Engines, Worse Decisions

Black Tides – Log 5: Faster Engines, Worse Decisions

Platform: Steam Deck
Mode: Normal
Format: No Commentary

Video: Engine damage, night fishing, strange shrine discovered, upgrades installed, and a failed night run (no commentary)


The plan was simple this time. Head for the Gale Cliffs and see what was waiting there. Naturally, it didn’t go to plan. I decided to make use of the haste ability the Collector gave me, and while it did exactly what it promised, it also destroyed one of my engines in the process. With the boat down to half speed, I didn’t have much choice but to limp back to Greater Marrow and get it repaired.

That made the decision for me. If I’m going anywhere new, I need better equipment first. Better equipment means upgrades, and upgrades mean money. So the next few days were spent doing what I seem to do best — fishing.

I split my time between day trips and short runs at night, staying close to the coastline around Greater Marrow. I caught a few abnormal fish along the way. If I’m honest, they don’t unsettle me as much now. At this point I almost expect to pull one up every time I head out. They sell well enough, which makes it easier to justify keeping them.

After a bit of grinding, I finally had enough money saved to upgrade my engines. The plan was to replace both of my current outboards with improved ones. I bought the first, sold my old engines, and went to buy the second — only to realise the shop only had one available. Apparently I need to wait until the next day for another to come in. That one’s on me for assuming I could do it all at once.

With the new engine installed, I started getting a little more confident and began heading out at night more often, though still keeping close to the coastline. During one of those trips I came across something glowing in the water. It looked like a stone covered in carvings of fish, almost like it was asking for something to be offered to it. I had no idea what it meant, so I left it alone for the time being.

Later that night, after catching another abnormal fish, I headed back to the dock to sell it. On the way in, I noticed something moving in the water behind the boat. I couldn’t get a clear look at it, but it stayed with me long enough to make the trip back feel longer than it should have. Whatever it was, it didn’t follow me into the harbour.

The next day I continued working the coastline and found what looked like the remains of a wrecked dock. There were materials scattered around it, along with a research part and a few trinkets I could sell. Worth the detour.

While I was out that way, I remembered the Builder I helped move to Steel Point and decided to stop by. It gave me a chance to properly test the new engine, and the difference was noticeable straight away. The boat feels quicker now, which should make longer trips a bit less painful.

The Builder thanked me again for the help and handed me a book, saying I could use her dock whenever I needed. Having another safe place to stop for the night isn’t something I’m going to complain about.

Once I had enough money saved again, I upgraded the light on the boat so I could see further into the dark. That seemed like a sensible improvement, so naturally I went out to test it straight away.

While heading along the water, I spotted a red glow in the distance and decided to take a closer look. I didn’t get the chance. Something came out of the dark and started chasing the boat. The only way I can describe it is like a giant angler fish. I tried to reverse away from it, but hit the rocks instead. That was enough for it to catch up, and the next thing I knew the boat was gone.

So that answers one question. I won’t be heading out at night any time soon if that’s the sort of thing waiting out there.


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