One of them Grabbed her by her summer dress. Pulling a knife from a sheathe at the small of his back. He then cuts up the back of the dress. shearing it in two then tossing the remains to the wind. A streong breeze carrying them away. "You wont be needing those." He says all three cackle as another shoves her forward. "Walk to the village center." the biggest of them commands. The sight of her flesh began to rise a reaction out of the men. All of them quickly showing the result of the arousal.<br/><br/>Atreaus rolled his eyes and blinked. Cutting off his view from the cultists eyes. He had burned the intructions into the Cultists brains. they knew what to do. He strongly preferred Khornes way of doing things.  But he had little use for this world yet. But the centuries of death and wars fought here did cause a curious second glance. Perhaps they could call a war storm here later. To give the Gods a chance to see this new world for themselves. But for now. the Sorcerer had real work to do. he had no desire to watch the .....Festivities.