05.09.1959 - 3rd meeting They were both walking beside Guy, but he wasn't human anymore. Even if he never was one, it's easier to forget when that's how they present. His bloated, heavy neck, growing unnaturally from between his shoulders ended with even less pleasant, eel head. They couldn't tell what was he observing with those glassy, bulgy eyes. Creamy background presented fixed, split pupils, so unnerving to look at that they couldn't really inspect them much. His shoulders alone towered over their heads and massive tail could easily weight as much as Rita. What seemed unique about him was lack of any patterns on silky, uneven skin. It seemed greenish white, resembling decomposing drowned body, with exception of reddish head. Additionally, similarly to his human form, he had something sticking out from underneath his chest. Instead of small deformed and immobile arm it took form of thick and always wriggling tentacle. Out of all creatures it's hard to believe that's the one they pledged their allegiance to. Dweller
The rarest type of an eel and the most dangerous. Despite many efforts to create them artificially, process occurs rarely and even then with very limited success. It's entirely different conversation when it comes to reviving them. Those are the only ones able to come back through another ritual, with similar if not identical character and memories. Dwellers are eels that connected to the soul of their host instead of consuming it completely. It's debatable how much humanity is left in such individual, yet it's certain that whatever's preserved is exactly the anchor allowing them to keep a sense of ego across many bodies. Their motivations are often related to wellbeing of the cult, since it's the source of their existence. Being hard to control, they quickly advance to the highest rank, where they have to share their power with other eels of similar type.