Its maker, whomever that is, made it from man. It stumbles, it screams, and it fights desperately to cling to any former sense of humanity...but in the end it must kill for its master as tears of guilt and terror run down its deformed face. Instinct: To protect its maker.

• Destroys anything that threatens its maker

They can seem normal. They can seem sane. But an unwary traveler that approaches an eater, thinking that it is simply a stranded human is in for a nasty, toothy surprise. Older ones, the ones who haven't been driven to kill themselves and haven't wandered too far away from their tribes...they no longer pass as human. Their stomachs distend like water filled sacks from their abdomens. Eyes black as coal, and a mouth torn to ruin and gaping around broken teeth, their ceaseless mumbled prayers to the Great Devourer are enough to make any hardened warrior piss himself. Instinct: to devour flesh of living creatures so as to absorb their power.

• Stalks it's prey, and then tricks it into coming closer, before consuming it.
• It can easily feign sanity and civilized manners.

"From beneath the waves they came for mankind. Wishing only to feed the beasts below, they watched and waited. Sinking their fingers into the legs of unwary travelers and dragging them down, down and into the dark." Instinct: It wants to feed the monsters of the deep.

• drown people
• Melting into the surrounding water.
• Can manipulate sea water from long distances, causing floods and using the water like hands.