The Forrest
-Sindri comes out from a few trees, chuckling- Well done... I hadn't expected someone like you to be able to take on a Warp Spawn...
Goes to show... how you can't underestimate some people.
Still- I do believe that was perhaps one of the... weaker spawn I've seen.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postSaid with the best of intentions, mind you... I was in the area, when I had heard commotion. I didn't want to interrupt, you see...
-looks at the corpse- It was... not expected that a Spawn would show itself here. At least- not by me...
-burns it from the inside, as it's ashes quickly burn up too in a pink-ish fire-
Why Tzeentch would corrupt something locally to such a degree cannot be known... Or at least- it certainly shows many markings of being one of Tzeentch's works. But then it could have been any of them...
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postWhat you fought was a Warp Spawn... Many of them were men once.
But they are corrupted, and mutated by the glorious energies of the Warp...
It gives and takes away... For the Spawn- it takes their minds. Turns them into mindless beasts.
Now- I'm not sure if you're aware that one of the Dark Gods of Chaos has a shrine here.
But Tzeentch does... The Changer of Ways.
He is often behind... mutations.
Locally- the Spawn was likely once a rodent, or squirrel... maybe even a wolf.
1.5 imperial gallons of tea were consumed during the writing of this postNow... I heed you to take my advice- Do not go after Tzeentch.
Chaos' nature sometimes means you will get a short stick... I have had it myself. But that is no reason for it to be reviled.
I am undivided in my devotion... and once set up a Sacrifice to Khorne the Blood God. However- I had forgotten that he didn't appreciate Sorcerers like myself... So- my reward for my scheming was being part of my own Sacrifice...
All power demands Sacrifice... I know this much, and I had a taste of it... In my brief time as a Daemon Prince, I had thought that I wouldn't be the next Sacrifice... But- that is what came to pass. My soul was among many that went towards freeing another Daemon...
Although- despite my Soul spending much time in the Basillica of Torment as a personal toy to some Daemons of Khorne... I was eventually given a new chance- new flesh... you could say.
And so I am here. The Dark Gods have need of me again... although they have not specified what I am needed for. I do not presume to question it, for it would not be my place.
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-Silver walks towards it, kneels down beside it-
....
-stabs it in the gut-
dead devotion