Atreaus the Mysterious man that had cured her child for but a day sat cross legged on the floor of some dusty old home. His eyes glowing as he watched through the eyes of his Cultists. Listening to the voices of his Dark Masters. He wore robes and a twisted mask. Hiding any hope of seeing his features. but the smile was obvious in his voice.<br/><br/><div class="bbImageWrapper lazyload js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="/proxy.php?image=https%3A%2F%2Forig00.deviantart.net%2F0838%2Ff%2F2012%2F108%2Fd%2F7%2Fdark_mage_by_forge_t-d4wl9c3.jpg&amp;hash=cba0fb5710a283156c61b06826e86f08" title="dark_mage_by_forge_t-d4wl9c3.jpg">
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</div><br/><br/>"<i>This </i>is you vessel of choice Lord Nurgle? Mhmhmhmhm....Very well...." his attention shifted to the cultists. his words echoing through their skulls all at once. they had been gifted no mutation yet due to their low ranking. But the scars and blood paint of Chaos were unmistakeable. They all had wicked grins as they stared at the Woman. Knowing what they were about to do would be a great service to Chaos.<br/><br/>One of the cultists spoke, "We represent the Man that cured you son of his sickness two nights ago. He offers a cure....But it will come at a cost....you will come with us and do as we say..." They bore marks of the gods. Thye had been given the blessing of Slaneesh. giving them more assets to work with and far more stamina then any normal mortal. But she would find that out soon enough.