Revered by the Sahagin and reviled by practically everyone else. Its proclivity for biting fingers means that most who catch one end up wishing they hadn't.
Held in great esteem by the Sahagin, whose legends tell of a great wavekin borne on silvery waves that granted them divine knowledge and the secrets of the harpoon. In reality, however, this beast of the deep is far less benevolent, as those unfortunate enough to encounter one normally end up with less than the standard number of fingers.