Incarnate

-sneak peek-

Parix and Elegost were at a complete loss. Here was the formerly pathetic equine, behaving as one could only expect from an aspiring champion of Khorne! This was truly remarkable, a fact to be celebrated, but such events would have to wait, as Elegost was struck by a sudden wave of thought. The sudden wave being none other than a telecommunication from their daemonic employer, Malal. Instead of speaking, the diety showed much to the sorcerer through images. The twisted psycher saw many things, the final hour's of Vilek's independent thought capabilities, the slaying of the equine guardsmen, but most importantly, he saw a most troubling sight. A city, seemingly drowning in it's own decadence, with a capital spire jutting from it's very center emitting a strange energy. Disgusting, the city had shrines to the princess "goddesses" every which way, and every building was seemingly made of precious stone. Snapping abruptly from the trance, Elegost was met with a confused Parix, and a concerned Vilek. "Malal?" Parix asked assuming correctly, the very name making Vilek wince from his memories. "Indeed" replied Elegost, placing a re-affirming hand upon Vilek's shoulders. "Read the rites, burn the incense, offer the blood!" Elegost cried as he approached the mouth of the cavern's entrance, "for we must build a dark force this day, AND CONQUER AN EMPIRE ON THE MORROW!" He screamed in a strangely prideful voice, before resuming his meditation beneath the pool's crimson waves.