When the most cruel of cruel men’s corpses are dropped into the waters, some may rise with the powers of the tide and moon at their command as an evil jest by the Fissure Lord himself. These are the Saltwalkers, more dangerous than the kraken and more treacherous than demons. They were men who were pirates, captains, and mutineers who died with a hunger for vengeance. When their souls went down below to rest forever on the sea floor, they were scooped up and given unlife in exchange for their dread service. The deep ones revere them and the merfolk despise them, and their reach extends from the depths of the sea to the tallest of mountains. They summon the beasts from the deep and walk across the waters with no need of ship nor crew, and kingdoms have fallen at their merest whims. At the time of this writing there are six Saltwalkers known, and men no longer drop the bodies of the murdered in the ocean for fear of making more.
The visage of the Saltwalkers is a dreadful one, their flesh paper thin and tinged with green rot. The barnacles and worms of the sea are their armor, and the lost artifacts of the deep their arms. The Saltwalker Grimswarn the Singer carries the sawtoothed blade Sharkrender and the Saltwalker known as Dread Danny carries the Lantern of Souls. These items were thought lost forever until the walkers dredged them from the sea floor.
The mightiest of the Saltwalkers is the sea wizard Noromar the Lich. He resides in a fortress built into the back of a giant crab, populated by evil merfolk , deep ones, and undead sailors. He is called the king of the Saltwalkers, but if they truly owe him any allegiance is unknown.