Okay you guys want the nurgling? THEN YOU SHALL HAVE YOUR NURGLING! *You gain your footing after free falling in the darkness and look around in your surroundings for the mandrake, but all you see are outlines of ruins and crushed statues of old. You can feel the icy chill of wind go through your pale chaotic skin under your Armour and hear only the panicked sound of your throbbing heart....* *You take your pose and race behind a collapsed column of once fine, sophisticated architecture. You take out your pulse rifle and scan the area around you. Still no sign of Mor'ten.* *You moved again towards what looks like to be a crumpled archway in front of a demolished temple, no doubt used by the vile eldaric pleasure cults. You hear a sound different than the one from your heart coming from inside, you try to dismiss it, but it draws you in closer as you cautiously make your way towards the noise. When you go inside you see the outlines of dead bodies everywhere and the stench of rotting decay. The corpses were cold to the touch, yet the air inside the temple was warm as the wrath of Khorne's anger.* *You then notice then that the corpses were mandrakes that had recently been in a struggle against whatever desecrated their lair. The so called interloper was in fact a giant Rot Fly of Nurgle, that of which carried a bloodied mandrake's arm in it's "mouth" and punctured said mandrake with one of it's claws straight through the chest. It gave a hardy laugh when it's eyes set on you and ate the mandrake whole. It spoke in a croaky kind of sound, yet buzzed with energy circling around you like a vulture.* Rot Fly: "Ah! My friend from the sewers returns to me! I wouldn't be surprised if you didn't recognized me from that soft squishy form i took before. I decided to explore the dark city and managed to arouse some tainted ur-guls and daemons from Shaa-Dom to invade this shadow realm. Unfortunately the mandrakes knew what i was doing and sought to exterminate me. As you could see......they underestimated me and now have emerged as a true beast of Nurgle!" You: "I thought beasts of Nurgle have to live in a cocoon or host of some sort before turning into Rot flies? What made you such a special case?" Rot Fly: "True but also untrue, I evolved through a sort of ironic situation, I managed to infect one of the fiends who were chasing me, as he thought it humorous to digest me after slicing and chopping me to bits in my nurgling form. Now only souls of him and his compatriots remain, but She who thirsts shall claim them soon enough." Mor'ten: "They rush in red and purple.....From the red clouds of the mourn.....From the temples where the yellow Gods shut up their eyes in scorn. They rise in green robes roaring from the green hells of the sea. Where fallen skies and evil hues and eyeless creatures be." *Pounces from the dark and smashes the ground beneath you, he stands and points to you both* Mor'ten: "Your presence defiles this place chaos filth, the archon should have heeded my warnings of your taint, but the fool is just as arrogant as his brother who now screams from within a prison of his own glassy failure. You shall have no such luxury in this place of night! This will be your funeral, this will be your tomb! Die!" Option Time! A.) Hitch a ride on your Rot Fly and high tail it to Shaa-Dom to recruit a daemon/mutant army? B.) Stay and fight Mor'ten with your Fly buddy? C.) WARP PORTAL??? D.) Have a nurgling swarm devour Mor'ten?
A, For we need an army to nomnom all the Dark eldar souls, then springboard that into kicking the Imperium over.
