**You take a step towards the vox speaker, and yell deeply into it "Survivors, cast down your arms and armor!" As you wait, you can see all the cultists quickly dropping their armor and weapons to the ground, looking to you for guidance as you shout once more "Good, now fight! In the name of Slaanesh, in my name, you shall kill until you die or there are none left! The last alive will have been found worthy of being called my "Iron Fist." With those words in mind, they quickly rushed to the closest man to them, and all were fighting soon enough. Brother against brother, sister against sister, it was beauty to behold. The voices within were pleased with this carnage, watching men and women have the life choked from them, soon only a few remaining and keeping to the sides of the hanger, waiting for the others to charge first, not wanting to take charge. Finally, the last female cultist takes their chance and rushes towards another who had tripped over one of the fallen, and grappled him to the ground. She quickly began clawing at his eyes as the man screamed in agony, trying to push her off of him. With this act complete, any form of a truce they had was broken, and chaos ensued. You just watched with a smile behind your mask as the final contestants were killing each other, and soon only one would remain. // Gonna change it up, we play a role in fate this time. Who will survive? 1: The female survived, having ripped through the rest with enough vigor to make a khornate brute respect her. 2: The largest man of them all took no chances as he planned out each fight, though cowardly as it was, he came out on top. 3: Other(Come up with a cultist description and how they won)
**As the last cultist falls you an see there is one left, the female who had been the first to take the chance to attack rather than rest. You look to the heretek, saying "Lower the glass." the protective class slowly lowering, and allowing you down. With one swift jump, you land loudly on the hangar ground, the slam echoing throughout the hanger, the female turning and quickly saluting to you. You smile as you stand up fully, and begin walking towards her, and you could see her quivering in her boots as you stand two feet above her. 1: Congratulate her 2: Show her what her place it (Berate her, yell, etc.) 3: Other(Create your Own)
3: Send her off to the Armory for equipment of her choice then order her to begin drilling the other cultist in similar fashion. Gratuitous amounts of blood shed encourage...Khorne shall be pleased.
