You reply, simply stating,
"A Disciple of the Bringer of Hope." The old man nods and says,
"Bringer of Hope? Tha's a name fer the Emprah I haven't yet heard." You shake your head,
"Old man, I don't speak of the Emperor, I worship the Truth of Tzeentch!" The old man's eyes narrow and he looks at you with a new sense of caution,
"T-tzeentch? I can't say I've heard o' dat saint!" You shake your head once more, giving a warm yet patronizing smile,
"Old man, you don't understand, let me explain..."Gwynana:
19+4-4=19
(+4: Sense of Gratitude)(-4: Piety to the Emperor)
VS
Runaway Slaves:
5+4-4=5
(+4: Piety to the Emperor)(-4: Sense of Gratitude)
Over the next hour, you eloquently explain the Truth of The One, you tell of the revelation Tzeentch granted you, of the Corpse-Emperor's lies, and slowly reveal each layer of the Imperium's foundation of falsehood. You tell of the fires of Change, Ambition, and True Hope Tzeentch brings to any and all who would submit themselves before His Truth and worship Him, and as you speak, you see a curiosity arise in the eyes of those listening. The old man argues with you, at first with vehement passion, but as time goes on, shakier and shakier, as you rationally undercut and logically dismember the fundamental core of his faith, piece by piece.
Finally, the old man's devotion is broken, his piety in the Corpse-Emperor, gone. He collapses, weeping, and the crowd blankly stares at you, shocked by your impassioned rhetoric and impeccable reason. The old man raises his cracked and wavering voice, almost shouting
"If da Emprah is false, da whole o' humanity's lost! N' if da whole o' humanity's lost, den dere ain't no point, n' i's all meaningless!" You look upon the old man and retort,
"You are correct, in the whole of the physical world, there is no meaning. I utter the Truth when I say, that all you've ever known, all you've ever been told, are nothing but falsehoods and clever lies, designed to ensnare your mind, and enslave you to the will of a gilded tyrant! Despite this, there is Hope. The Bringer of Hope, The Speaker of Truth, The Lord of All, Known and Unknown, Tzeentch Himself, has sent me to free you from your chains, and show you The Path, that you might follow It and be fulfilled!"The old man, every tenet of his faith undone, asks,
"H-how do I follow Tzeentch?" You respond with a soft and caring voice,
"All you must do, is announce your devotion to Him, submit before Him, and dedicate the rest of your life to undoing the edifice of lies that is the Imperium, and slaying the Corpse-Emperor, that all of mankind might finally be free! Upon your demise, an eternal reward will await you."Without a word, the old man kneels his head in prayer, and the rest of the crowd follows suit. For almost a minute as they pray, you can feel His Presence come over you, your Mark burns with fiery intensity, and you collapse, writhing on the ground as your very soul is torn open! When the pain ends, you feel
awake, and you can sense the world beyond yourself. If you focus, you can bare
witness the space between, and you can almost
feel the ever-changing, ever-flowing current of reality itself! In time, with much piety and diligent study, you might learn to influence the current, and bend reality itself in accordance to your will! When their prayer has passed, the crowds stands, invigorated with a new faith. A new man raises his voice, asking you,
"Mistress Gwynana, what'd ye have us do?"+7 Favor!+Spark of Sorcery!+7 Devoted Cultists, +2 Devoted Child Cultists!You have brought many to the Truth, and Tzeentch has rewarded you accordingly! Your flock requires guidance, what do you command of them?A.) "Follow me, and by Tzeentch, I will provide for you." (Gain 9 followers; will have to shelter and feed them)
B.) "Go to Nint, integrate yourselves there, and teach them the ways of Tzeentch." (Cult will move to Nint; low chance of conversion, low chance of discovery)
C.) "Go to Nint, integrate yourselves there, and await further instructions." (Cult will move to Nint; no chance of conversion, very low chance of discovery)
D.) You say something else instead, (Write-In)
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Favor: 5/10
Status: Unharmed
Traits:
Mark of Tzeentch: A mark branded on your left breast, it is more than a mark on your flesh, it's a brand upon your very soul. It signifies your eternal devotion to the glory of Tzeentch, but apart from that, confers no advantages.
Spark of Sorcery: You can now perceive the shifting currents beyond the material, and in time, may learn to bend them to your will.
Skills:
Sneaking: 5
Watching: 5
Lying: 5
Equipment:
Patchwork Rags
Sawn-off Shotgun
10 Shells
Steel Knife
15 Throne Gelt
Members:
Cult Leader: Gwynana
Cultists:
7 Devoted Cultists
2 Devoted Child Cultists
Resources:
N/A
Author
Topic: Underhive Chaos Cult [Warhammer 40k SG][1st Edition][Bad End] (Read 6030 times)