Wade Brinecall
the Inkwarden Merman
Named for the shallow crossing of his birthplace and the bitter salt that calls the drowned home.
Power
Blacktide — you release a cloud of living ink that extinguishes light and sound within it, but each use leaves a permanent stain on your skin, and you are now more ink than flesh.
- Familiar
- a blind cave eel named Runnel
- Tide
- the Black Trench Drift
The Black Gut, a trench where the light never reaches, took your eyesight first — but gave you something else. You learned to see by the pressure of a current, the taste of a passing shadow, the low hum of a ship's hull miles above. Up there they call you monster. Down here you are simply the one who remembers the old salt hymns.