Man Fish
Blubbering and gulping, clawing and gripping. Savage fury swims through the salt waters. Clawed hands pulling, webbed feet hard kicking and sword nose swaying. Trash tridents strike true, flotsam floaters fly forward in the sea froth.
Deep magic curses and manic mutations have mutilated the maritime of Saltheim. Gross, ungodly fishmen of the deep, with knobbly, bent odd angled limbs. Limp liquid eyes more slush that perception.
Lake lurkers and creek creeps. Every scale a selection of shades and hues. A mass of gills, webbed appendages and unblinking eyes. The horror of the smell washes over all. They creep up from the depths, walking along shore lines. With coral hooks and sea shell weighted nets all are dragged into the slave pits.
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