Geheimnisnacht had begun and around a massive rune burnt into the ground the cultists gathered.
TH: “with the thousand keys of Tzeentch we open them the gate.”
the rune begins to glow purple.
“with the fourteen plagues of nurgle we strike thier enemies.”
green joins the purple.
“in a thousand excesses we celebrate their glorious coming.”
pink is added to the light show.
“and with khorne’s fury, we call them to war!”
as the blood red glow joins, the circle erupts, a gaping wound torn into reality, and the first demons begin to answer the call, manifesting at first succubi of Slaanesh and warhounds of khorne, winged beasts soon follow, their vulturelike heads denoting them as tzeentchs and finally in a toxic cloud a great unclean one, a bloated, vessel of plague and rot stomps out.
“keep the portal intact warriors, the stronger demons need time to solidify their presence!”