(A little warning/plead: Please don't suggest randomurdering people. Even if it is for the Blood God. If it is part of a grand scheme to sacrifice millions to Khorne, then fine. Just give a reason; BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD! is not a reason. I know in canon they actually kill 'cause they can, but I'm trying to make a good plot. Sorry if this inconveniences your blood-lust.)You look around the Formless Wastes; a wild, evershifting mass of inconsistent landscape. There is a mountain made purely of hills, then it warps into a tree beneath a bird made of roots. Even you are not of form. You try to move, but you have no physical vessel to move with. You cannot feel anything; the wind, the sounds, nothing. Except the pain. The pain! You try to scream, but there is no mouth to release it.
"Gah. Gah. Graaagh!" you scream. You finally have a mouth of which to spew forth your profanities. Then, you see your hands and arms and body re-materialize.
You fall to the floor, and vomit a purplish goo which merely floats in front of you. Then it dissipates. You look around, and you see the changing landscape twist and turn. (5) The land beneath you rises quickly, and you get a better view of the Wastes. (2) You can't find anything of note, but you can see a light coming from a wrecked ship ahead. (4) Your connection with the Warp gives you a better view of what it is: a band of cultists hurrying back to the ship, herded by a squad of Word Bearers. They are being chased by Furies, (4-6) but the Chaos Marines manage to hold them off.
You can hear a voice in the back of your mind, the same voice of the daemon whom you met near death. He grumbles with a booming voice, then laughs with such malice that would make men of steel falter.
"Hello Kul. Pleasant view, is it not? I see the ship I teleported you on has failed my needs. The weak were immediately destroyed. Their bodies incinerated. I thought you were weak as well, but your will has remanifested itself! You intrigue me mortal. I will see you soon..."You are teleported in front of the large wreck. You see your Chaos Marine brethren holding off the Furies, and they call for your aid. They slowly move back towards the ship and your position, while the cultists shoot their flimsy pistols at them.
What now?
Name: Marduk Kul
Patron: Chaos Undivided
Legion Word Bearers
Title: Dark Disciple
Inventory: Power Armor
Combi-bolter
Chain-Axe
Gifts: Clawed Arm (+1d6 Attack)
Warp Connection
Favor:
Khorne: Neutral
Nurgle: Neutral
Tzeentch: Neutral
Slaanesh: Neutral