In the darkest reaches of the Plane of Water, the inky blackness itself takes on a semblance of life. A malevolent consciousness may form a body for itself out of the cold, black waters of its birth and rise to lighter waters in search of life to consume. These darkling elementals, the callers from the deeps, embody the mysteries of the deepest trenches. Those who find their way to the Material Plane come close to the surface, enticing sailors to join them with their otherworldly songs, and squeeze the life from their victims.
A caller from the deeps appears as an inky blot of cold black water. Closer inspection reveals a mass of liquid tentacles with no central body that writhe and seethe in the water.
Callers from the deeps are found in all the world’s oceans, where they are a persistent hazard to sailors. The drifters especially despise them. Though wicked, they will not cooperate with any other beings, and so they frequently conflict with the likes of wastriliths and calafexes.
Shores of Swords 