>>3749873
>Zachary Rot-Tooth, jolly and rotting pirate captain of the spaceship called the Salty Buzzard. He's a guy determined to bring the joyous word of Papa Nurgle to all corners of space, plunder and kill those who don't accept it and then waste the loot with the lads.

> Nurgle, you become a disgusting sack of pus and shit, but Papa loves you.

> Chaos Fleet, aww fuck you've gone and done it now

>>3749873
>Andrei the Anchorite, an unremarkable-looking monk living on a backwater feudal world. Once a faithful corpse-worshipper, his faith was shattered by three incidents:
>1: When he was a young boy, his father spoke up against the tyranny of the local lord; he was never seen again. Andrei himself was sent to a monastery so that he might rise to a higher station in life than a peasant's.
>2: He learnt from one of his fellow initiates that the abbot would often select one of the boys to receive his personal attentions.
>3: Some time after he was ordained as a monk, a senior brother offered to reveal the mysteries of Chaos with him; an Inquisitor came unexpectedly and executed him before he could fully convert Andrei, but the seeds were sown already. The Inquisitor later screened all of the monks for signs of heresy, but Andrei avoided suspicion.
>One night, his doubting (and now vulnerable) soul was exposed to the Primordial Truth in a dream, and he renounced his faith forever. Now he lies hidden, awaiting his foul masters' instructions...

>Chaos Undivided, lmao more like Chaos Undecided
>Feudal World, ye olden knights and shit, probably easy as fuck

>>3749908
support

>>3749975
supporting

>>3749975
Supporting peasant rebellion

>>3749975
>>3750055
>>3750067

You are Andrei the Anchorite, previously a faithful worshiper of the God Emperor, now a zealous follower of Chaos after your discontent with your father's death, disgust at the abbot's deviancy, and doubt instilled by a heretical brother's preaching came to a head in a prophetic dream. Down with the False Emperor, for you have seen the Primordial Truth!

> Starting Traits:
> Deceiver: You are a phenomenally talented liar and beneath most notice, otherwise you would've died in the Inquisitor's investigation. (+2 to lying to someone's face or concealing the fact that you're a heretic)
> Theologian: You are steeped in the faith of the Imperial Creed and able to present compelling arguments only the most learned can refute. (+2 to converting the Faithful Worshipers of the God-Emperor)
> Feudal Worlder: You were born and raised on an isolated Feudal World and have little to no understanding of advanced technology. (-4 to operating anything more advanced than the late Iron Age)

It is hours before the crack of dawn when you awaken in a cold sweat, and silently murmur your devotion to the morning stillness. A sinister, no- holy presence lingers for some moments before dissipating and two monolithic, monstrous words are left burning in your soul.

> SPREAD CHAOS

So you will, the Dark Gods' will be done.

>But where is the monastery?

> The frozen northland: Isolated from any civilization but a handful of hamlets and logging camps, each distant from each other.
> The fertile midland: There are several sizable villages nearby and dozens more farther away, but only a heavy garrison to defend.
> The bustling heartland: Thriving farmland lies everywhere, surrounding the tens of castles and their trained mounted knights.

>>3750195
> The fertile midland: There are several sizable villages nearby and dozens more farther away, but only a heavy garrison to defend.
midland bois GO

>>3750195
> The fertile midland: There are several sizable villages nearby and dozens more farther away, but only a heavy garrison to defend.

>>3750203
>>3750206

The monastery you've lived in for the last two Terran decades of your life is in the middle of the kingdom of Oprimir, between the sparsely settled frontier and the bustling crowds of the capitol province and it is in this fertile farmland you'll sow the seeds of the darkest heresy. First is the matter of your 'brothers' in the clergy, there are thirty of them, each pious in the God Emperor and paranoid of corruption after the Inquisitor's bloody departure.

>They'll have to be dealt with, but how?

> You'll assassinate the Abbot and pin it on another monk to throw them into disarray.
> You'll approach the monk least diligent in his duties and slowly but surely convince him of the Corpse-Emperor's falsehood.
> You'll ask to have an initiate assigned to you and subtly corrupt their teachings to bring them doubt.
> (Write-In)

>>3750219
> You'll assassinate the Abbot and pin it on another monk to throw them into disarray.
Go big or go home

>>3750219
>You'll assassinate the Abbot and pin it on themselves, disguising them as a heretic that went to far.

Go BIGGER

>>3750222
>>3750233
>trips
>dubs

THE DARK GODS WILL IT

> Roll 1d20+2 to pull it off
> Bo3

Rolled 12 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>3750269
ROLLAN

Rolled 16 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>3750269
>inb4 burnt at the stake

Rolled 5 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>3750269
if nobody minds ill just do the third roll so we can get this show on the road

>>3750284
>
Under the cover of a moonless night, you sneak into the abbot's quarters with the sharpest knife in the monastery and force a rag to his mouth. It takes you no more than an instant to slide the blade across his throat, and then it is done. The abbot is dead and deep inside, you feel-

> Deep, seething hate
> Almost giddy, cunning
> Melancholy sadness
> An intense ecstasy
> (Write-In)

You leave the distinctive statuette of a saint at his bedside, tumbled as if it were dropped onto the floor in a rush. Only one monk has such a prayer icon, a much respected and venerable elder thought to disdain the abbot for the "heretical" rumors surrounding his position. Come the morrow, you pray that blood may be spilled by the gallon.

> Roll 1d20 to see how the monastery handles the situation

>rolls are d20s instead of d100 roll under
Fucking casul

>>3750596
I thought >>>/qst/ did everything in d20s, is that not a thing?

>>3750604
Man some dudes roll with the 3d10s do whatever the fuck you want.

Rolled 19 (1d20)

>>3750562
> Melancholy sadness

>>3750604
typically for 40K quests they use dark heresy dice or something similar, but like other anon said; just do you bro.

>>3750624
>>3750638
Ah, in that case forget the d20's, we'll roll under 1d100. Instead of a +2 bonus to deception and conversion, you'll get a -10 and a +20 to operating advanced technology. For this update though I'm counting >>3750631.

>>3750631

Instead of elation or anger, you feel a deep depression that it had to come to this but you know he is with the Dark Gods now, being punished for his misdeeds, and are at peace. You return to sleep in the cot you've claimed as yours as if nothing had happened, and awaken to the sounds of furious shouting. Two seconds later you're on your feet, rushing outside, and pausing at the sight of the weeping elder being tied to a wooden beam while a pair of monks lay tinder at his feet.

They intend to burn him at the stake, but as the second highest elder (a good man of quiet faith, ignorant of the abbot's uncouth filth) raises an oily torch you realize that you could intervene now or let events take their proper course and pick up the pieces later. Either, you sense, is workable but this is a delicate affair and you'll need to be careful.

> What do you want to do?

> Whip the crowd into a bloodlusted frenzy to avenge the crime!
> Try to convince them not to burn the elder because (Write-In)
> Watch the proceedings and let things play out as they will.

>Try to convince them not to burn the elder because
>I will punish him myself

>>3750717
this, it's our burden to carry, not a corpse worshiper's.

>>3750676
are we doing highest rolls or lowest rolls to determine success?

>>3750717
This, need to get on Khorne's good side

>>3750740
Roll under because it's Dark Heresy.

>>3750717
>>3750726
>>3750741
> Roll 1d100-20 to persuade the crowd
> (-10: Theologian)(-10: Situation)
> Bo3

Rolled 68 + 20 (1d100 + 20)

>"He is unworthy of his Position, and a traitor to my brothers and I. Now he shall feel the pain we did when he was lost."

>>3750758

+20 wot...Good thing it shows the original roll.

Rolled 85 - 20 (1d100 - 20)

>>3750749

Rolled 8 - 20 (1d100 - 20)

>>3750749
i regret bringing it up, i actually hate rolling under. oh well, what are you gonna do eh?

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>>3750792

>>3750792
>>3750717
You step forward, raising your open hands and shout. "Do not burn the heretic!" The two dozen monks milling around the pyre-in-progress stare at you in shock and the elder turns, trembling in terror of the implicarions of your speech. "B-brother Andrei, wh-what are you saying!?!" Stopping ten paces from the pyre, you lower your hands and speak in a crisp, clear voice that echoes across the field and renders the crowd awestruck. "Venerable elder, your decades in diligent service of the God Emperor cannot be denied, for none among us can claim to be your equal but you do not deserve this!"

"This heretic has been led astray by daemons most foul but he was once our brother, your brother, who worshiped in fervent faith alongside you for more seasons than there are hairs on our shaven heads! I see now that your hands shake, you know it to be true and though you ready yourself to light the torch, you cannot bear the thought of ending a friend. Elder, the heretic must die but it need not be by your hand. Please, don't let a lifetime of pious kindess go up in those flames. Step aside, avert your eyes, and allow me to take on the burden."

The only sound that can be heard is the condemned innocent's wordless weeping and for a moment you worry that you reached too far, then you see it. As the monks look on you in quiet praise of your wisdom, the elder's eyes are filled with tears he's too proud to let fall and he steps forward, handing you the torch with a faint sob and whispered gratitude. "Thank you, brother." You turn your attentions from the feeble old man fleeing as fast as dignity permits and gaze into the husked eyes of the innocent lashed to the funeral pyre.

Realization dawns and he goes silent in horror, but no words pass his lips because he knows they would go unheard. Instead, he spits on the downtrodden grass at your feet. You barely notice, you're too busy planning his execution.

> How do you end the "heretic"?

> Light the pyre, and watch this "killer" burn
> Show mercy, slit his throat with the same knife that killed the abbot
> Rip and Tear, it will be gruesome but a "heretic" deserves no better

>>3750956
> Show mercy, slit his throat with the same knife that killed the abbot

>>3750966
Support. There's times for bloodshed but this isn't one of them.

>>3750956
>> Show mercy, slit his throat with the same knife that killed the abbot

>>3750966
>>3751084
Before the disbelieving adherents of the Imperial Creed, you cast the torch, aside draw the knife, and slash across his throat in one smooth motion. Everything goes still as he gurgles, trying to shout the terrible truth but not a word can pass his lips before the life has left his eyes. You watch the corpse for a moment, simultaneously regretting the necessity and sighing at the plan's near-success.

One monk many years your senior scowls. "Impudent whelp! He was a heretic, how could you spare him the flames?" You turn to face him with a calm expression belying the panic flooding your veins and retort. "And his soul will spend an eternity beyond the Throne's light, suffering torment far beyond anything we could bestow. Long ago, he was a good man and I see no reason to dishonor that man in his husk's last moments." Swallowing, the monk stutters. "Y-yes, I-"

A gesture to the fallen torch draws every eye. "You will do the honors, brother. I've done my duty." He gives a shaky nod in recognition, barely able to look at the carcass strung on the pole. "By the Saints, it had to've been him..." Almost a minute passes before the fumbling fool gets the torch lit and soon enough, the flames are blazing and your word snaps the rest of the monks out of their trance. "Come! The God Emperor's work has been done, but we have fields to tend and scrolls to write!"

The rest of the day is spent in labor slightly tenser than usual, but otherwise unnoteworthy and you feel that they're convinced you have wisdom far beyond your years. Much more importantly though, later that night you realize that your efforts at treacherous scheming didn't go unnoticed by a certain deity.

> Roll two 1d100s, high is *arguably* good

Rolled 85 (1d100)

>>3751217

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>3751217

Rolled 69 (1d100)

>>3751217

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>>3751384
These are Slaneesh related mutations for sure.

Rolled 14, 17 = 31 (2d100)

>>3751217

>>3751230
>>3751257
In the middle of the night you awaken, grip the sides of the cot and writhe in torment as your tongue's flesh is cleaved in twain, warped into a dozen unnatural shapes before settling, and stitched tight again by what seems to be a white-hot needle. You think the moment of agony is over, only to steel your will as the bones in your neck are shattered, melted into a boiling sludge, molded back into shape, and reformed into an outwardly human but inwardly unspeakable form. During the process the air around you is electric, a seething indescribable force of change takes to piercing every pore in your skin, arcing through the nerve endings you aren't learned enough to know exist, and accelerating, amplifying the agony each instant before ceasing as quickly as it came.

Only silence remains as your devastated form collapses onto the sweat-soaked cot, and the feeling of a slick and slithering alien tongue has replaced the normality of your jaw. Your sense of taste has been bolstered to an unimaginable extent, five, perhaps tenfold what it was and flicking the sinewy, blackened tendril out of your mouth, you can taste the scent of your fellow monks and more noticeably, the fear and adrenaline wafting out of your own body. It's almost prehensile, nowhere near enough to work as a third limb but it serves as undeniable proof that you have been smiled on by the Chaos Gods, for good and ill. No matter how smooth a talker you are, there's no chance you could explain this away. You'll do your best to hide it, thankfully the tip is bright enough to fall into what seems to be the the human norm, and when it isn't "in use" it recedes deeply into a cavity on its own.

When the morning arrives, you've had plenty of time to think.

> How are you going to further spread Chaos?

> Undermine the authority of the monastery elders with well-placed words
> Begin conditioning the least pious believer to understand the Primordial Truth
> Corrupt the teachings of a naive initiate unlikely to mention the content of their lessons.
> (Write-In)

>>3751384
>>3751401
Perhaps...

>>3751464
>Undermine the authority of the monastery elders with well-placed words
First we remove their ability to fight back against the corruption, then we make our own little flock, then the real work begins.

>>3751464
>Your sense of taste has been bolstered to an unimaginable extent, five, perhaps tenfold what it was and flicking the sinewy, blackened tendril
based slaaneshi QM


> Undermine the authority of the monastery elders with well-placed words

>>3751464
> Undermine the authority of the monastery elders with well-placed words

>>3751488
>>3751496
>>3751498
> Roll 1d100-30 to undermine the authority of the elders
> (-10: Deceiver)(-10: Theologian)(-10: Wise Reputation)
> Bo3

Rolled 22 + 30 (1d100 + 30)

>>3751509

Rolled 59 + 30 (1d100 + 30)

>>3751509

>>3751512
Oops, this still count, QM?

>>3751523
the - defaults to + when you do it with /qst/ dice

>>3751523
Yes -30, that's the bonus.

>>3751527
Does that on >>>/tg/ too, not sure why.

Rolled 76 - 30 (1d100 - 30)

>>3751509
Khorne is best Chaos God, Slaanesh is a close second. Fight me.

>>3751598
>Fight me.
You'd like that wouldn't you.

>>3751512
Rejecting the dogma of the Imperial Creed is as easy as swearing your soul to the Ruinous Powers, but when you're so deep into the faith, casting off its trappings can be... difficult. Now you realize that it need not be so. The tongue you possess must be convincingly human enough, for the monks don't remark on it during any of the fourteen daily prayers or either of the meals, and adjusting to the overwhelming, incandescent flavor of everything around you isn't difficult when you stare at the burnt ashes of the pyre and remember the possible consequences.

Even though it doesn't confer any sort of supernatural boon as far as you can tell, your razor-sharp wit and instinctive sense of how to weave a web of lies proves deadly to the monastery's institutions. Muttering about how such and such stuttered during the Sacred Litany here, mentioning how so and so took a ten minute break instead of five during the four hour scrivening of the Holy Texts, these all come easily, and soon enough they'll come to a head. Barely two weeks of sporadic comments have the elders at each other's throats and most of the lower acolytes seething with disdain toward their seniors, and a scant, ever-so hesitant handful beginning to doubt whether or not the God Emperor is worthy of their worship. The best part? Not a single soul suspects that you are anything but the foremost of the faithful here. If only they knew...

This is marvelous to behold, and some newfound part of you revels in it.

> How do you intend to widen the rifts between them?

> Continue subverting as you are, soon enough the work will be done for you.
> Secretly meet the least pious of the initiates here, and sway him to the Eightfold Path.
> Begin preaching to the cloistered monks, but offer another interpretation of a verse or two.
> (Write-In)

>>3751626
>> Continue subverting as you are, soon enough the work will be done for you.
tzeench can appreciate the subtleties that the other chaos gods can't, like the patience it takes to see a plan through without changing a single thing, or in more iconic words for it to go

just as planned

>>3751626
>> Continue subverting as you are, soon enough the work will be done for you.

>>3751626
>Continue subverting as you are, soon enough the work will be done for you.

>>3751644
>>3751657
>>3751661
Sure smells like Tzeentch in here.

> Roll 1d100-40 to subvert the faith in the monastery
> (-10: Deceiver)(-10: Theologian)(-10: Wise Reputation)(-10: Seed of Doubt)
> Bo3

Rolled 52 + 40 (1d100 + 40)

>>3751670

Rolled 77 + 40 (1d100 + 40)

>>3751670

Rolled 82 - 40 (1d100 - 40)

>>3751670
"dice+1d100+-40"

>>3751674
The next two weeks go by in a blur as you slowly but surely tear the societal fabric that's stayed intact for decades apart. It's almost disgusting, how quickly the monks are reduced to spiteful glares, spreading unsubstantiated rumors behind their brother's backs, and passive-aggressively one-upping each other during all but the holiest of prayers. You sense even this last sanctum is soon to be shattered, as the monks have begun openly questioning the faith of their peers to their face.

It comes to a head when two elders are reduced to blows over the implications of the abbot's alleged child abuse, and while the two were quickly separated and more than willingly underwent the penitent fasting and public lashes necessary, the occurrence was so unthinkable the rest of the monastery has lost all sense of faith. If not in the God Emperor, then in his faithful, and following that- the planetary church as a whole. Several of the younger men are on the brink of unrepentant heresy the elders know they are powerless to prevent. You can almost taste their souls.

Even now, everyone looks to you for guidance and you're amused to note that a steady trickle of the monks, some many years your senior, come to seek your counsel in affairs both secular and religious. Of course you grant it, but are careful not to reveal that there are anymore than just one visiting you to any given individual, and while your advice seems benevolent on the surface, every syllable is carefully calculated to maximize the coming strife.

Things are coming to a head soon, and you can't help but feel at least some of the Dark Gods are smiling on you.

> How do you want to break the faith?

> Continue your subversion and try to survive the inevitable carnage.
> Replace the authority of the elders by sermonizing a newer, wiser interpretation.
> Seek to convert a handful of your most skeptical visitors to the Primordial Truth.
> (Write-In)

Calling it a night for now, I'll probably be updating much later tomorrow since I'm going to be moving furniture. Take care of yourselves lads.

>>3751724
> Replace the authority of the elders by sermonizing a newer, wiser interpretation.
Night OP, thanks for running

>>3751724
>Replace the authority of the elders by sermonizing a newer, wiser interpretation.

>>3751724
>> Replace the authority of the elders by sermonizing a newer, wiser interpretation.
night remember to not drag the furniture across the floor or it will leave marks

>>3751736
>>3751737
>>3751773

> Roll 1d100-30 to replace the authority of the elders
> (-10: Deceiver)(-10: Theologian)(-10: Wise Reputation)(-20: Seed of Doubt)(+20: Pious Faith)

my life is in chaos

Rolled 78 + 30 (1d100 + 30)

>>3752301

Rolled 25 - 30 (1d100 - 30)

>>3752301

Rolled 87 - 30 (1d100 - 30)

>>3752301

>>3752470
To deny the lies of the False Emperor is one thing, but leading a monastery chock-full of fanatic followers of the Imperial Creed is quite another. If you intend to spread the Primordial Truth to anyone more than yourself, you cannot repeat the mistakes of the one who taught you. He overstepped his boundaries, tried to harvest the seed of doubt before it bore fruit. On the other hand, you have carefully tended it, nurturing a garden of deceit in the hearts and minds of those all around you but in this moment, you must stay your hand for it is not yet ripe.

This requires a delicate touch and it is one you bestow. Asking the abbot's replacement, a miserable ruin whose closest friends have turned on him, whether or not you can proselytize the teachings of the God Emperor to your brethren yields an enthusiastic answer. You see, he has grown weary of preaching on the pulpit to deaf ears and is more than happy to grant one so wise and well-spoken his place for a fortnight's time. That is all you need.

Reciting the Lectitio Divinitatus to the silent acolytes, you don't alter the scriptures in the slightest but in each of your sermons, you emphasize a side of the God Emperor rarely spoken. The wrath He holds toward His enemies... The hope He delivers to the teeming masses of humanity... The sense of family He spoke of uniting the species across a thousand, thousand distant stars... Even the joy to be found in His faithful service...

A time or two, twitching glances and quiet murmurs in the crowd have you paranoid you've gone too far but not a word is raised in dissent. Instead, each and every soul listening seems to drink in each syllable of every sermon and by the end of two week's time, they're convinced you're a visionary and hanging onto your every word. Though the elder doesn't step down from his position he asks that you continue to preach and you humbly accept.

The tide is turning fiercer by the day and your mentor would be proud.

> How do you hammer the nail in the Corpse God's coffin?

> The fruit is ripe and ready, pick it in the apex of a sermon.
> Retain subtlety, convert a handful isolated from the rest.
> Continue sowing discord, blind to the passage of time.

>>3753374
>The fruit is ripe and ready, pick it in the apex of a sermon.

>>3753374
> Retain subtlety, convert a handful isolated from the rest.
outright heresy to the whole monastery is probably not a good idea.

>>3753374
>Retain subtlety, convert a handful isolated from the rest
Slow and steady pleases Tzeench.

>>3753522
>>3753581
> Roll 1d100-40 to convert a handful of acolytes
> (-10: Deceiver)(-10: Theologian)(-10: Wise Reputation)(-30: Fruit of Doubt)(+20: Pious Faith)
> Bo3

Rolled 78 - 40 (1d100 - 40)

>>3753603

Rolled 3 - 40 (1d100 - 40)

>>3753603

Rolled 23 - 40 (1d100 - 40)

>>3753603

Rolled 3, 8 + 4 = 15 (2d10 + 4)

>>3753622
The Inquisitor should've burned the monastery when he had the chance.

>>3753639
Just as planned.

Rolled 1 (1d4)

>>3753622
>>3753639
Throughout the next two weeks though your preaching on the pulpit remains unchanged you do not lay idle. Not a spare moment passes when you are not at work, stripping away years of indoctrination and replacing them with the scrap of knowledge you hold which mankind was not meant to know. Soon revelation comes to one, who at your urging submits his soul to the Ruinous Powers and is made anew beneath their dark embrace. Then another, and another, four times over come to worship and by the fortnight's end, no less than half of the monastery are communing to worship the Chaos Gods in secret.

You are their prophet, the mouthpiece of the Primordial Truth, and your decree cannot be denied. None among these few are your equal, for none have been blessed with the tongue beyond mortality, and none other's sharpened wit can so swiftly pierce the veil of lies the False Emperor has pulled over the unfaithful's eyes. Even in Chaos there must be some semblance of order, and as supreme leader, you must decide what is to be done.

Since you're a cult leader, what title do you claim?

> (Write-In)

Any proper cult needs a name, what's this one's?

> (Write-In)

Eventually you're going to look beyond the monastery, and you need to decide on a long-term goal for the cult when you do. What is it?

> Bring the peasants of the kingdom to the worship of Chaos, the knights can't slay them all!
> Earn your glory in the name of the Chaos Gods, so that you can achieve divine apotheosis!
> Find a way to leave the world beneath your feet, because if the Inquisitor could, so can you!

Your efforts haven't gone unnoticed but in the future, the Chaos Gods are going to demand more to earn their respect.

> Roll two 1d100s

Rolled 7 (1d100)

>>3753727
>Divinity
I'm assuming this means 2 people roll 1d100.

Rolled 98 (1d100)

>>3753727
> New Emperor
> Communion of Clarity
> Peasant Rebellion

>>3753727
>>3753741
>>3753744
It seems Khorne has smiled on you. I'll update in an hour once you've had time to consider the cult name/title/goal.

>>3753744
I like the names, but I'd rather focus on Prince-Hood than converting the planet to a Daemon-World.

>>3753786
This is a feudal world in the middle of nowhere. Unless we do some insane shit senpai won't notice us and we need a fuckhueg horde of bolterfodder to get to the point they can.

>>3753811
Point. Now, to get the rest of the monastery converted or sacrificed before we start spreading delicious Chaos all over the planet.
> New Emperor
> Communion of Clarity
> Peasant Rebellion

>>3753744
supporting for the names, although with taking over the planet by way of peasant rebellion do the other two options become viable.

>>3753843
Then the other two options can become our goal after we conquer the world. Besides, the Inquisitor just left, so we probably have time.

>>3753727
>>3753741
>>3753744
Deep in the monastery's daily meditations, you contemplate your purpose and after eight days and eight nights, you come to an earth-shaking discovery. The Emperor that sits upon the Golden Throne is FALSE, but just as the Chaos Gods rule over the souls of the multitudes both worshipful and in denial, one must rise above, and in doing so, reign over the nations of man! You will be that one, for it is destined! None other can challenge you, for you are to be the mortal instrument of the Ruinous Powers, the New Emperor fated to wash away the weakness of the Imperium or be slain and forgotten in a maelstrom of hot blood and edged iron!

You are going to succeed where Horus failed, and those who see this truth shall be known as the Communion of Clarity, for their inner eyes have pierced the murk of lies! Gathering your followers under the cover of night, you enter a vale in the deep woods and there, before their stunned faces and disbelieving sight, raise your hands and declare yourself to be none other than the New Emperor. Only silence remains, before the blasphemy of that statement drives even a newly converted heretic to charge you with a knife in hand but you know no fear, for the Dark Gods watch over you.

A specter of hate beyond human understanding fills the air around you, then seeps into your skin, fusing with flesh and melding with bone. No tangible change is made, but the malice rising in you proves that something is different. The assailant slashes in a manic frenzy as the remainder of the faithful watch, and even though you haven't been in so much as a scuffle since you reached the dead abbot's knee, you move like a man possessed, dodging each of what would've been life-ending cuts with a century's practiced ease, sometimes before they are swung!

> 1/2

>>3754001

This goes on for several minutes, then, tiring of the spectacle, you sweep his legs and snap his neck backwards in a single, smooth motion that would've put the dancing halls of the nobility to shame. It is clear to the dimmest and dumbest among them that the Ruinous Powers have smiled on you, and thus endorse your self-coronation. Your brazen zeal has seen you given a gift rarely bestowed to one so recent, let alone pantheistic in worship, the mastery of war. When wielding your hands or primitive implements to maim and butcher your foes, it is as if you've spent no less than a century training to do so. In the 41st millennium, there are many better warriors and this only applies to weaponry that wouldn't be out of place in a world such as yours, but it is a powerful and much-coveted boon nonetheless. In honor of your newfound might, the Communion of Clarity spends the rest of the night worshiping you alongside their Immaterial Masters and you are left enraptured by the sheer indulgence of it all.

But you are no more than a worm in a failing monastery yet, and can't be letting your ego get out of hand. All the same, 'New Emperor' Andrei has a nice ring to it...

> How do you want to take the first step to undoing the kingdom?

> Preach the Primordial Truth during a sermon, and slaughter those who refuse to see!
> Amplify the discordant word more and more each day, until they are on the brink of howling blasphemies!
> Seek those who haven't accepted the worship of the Chaos Gods and sway them to you one-by-one in secret.

> 2/2

>>3754003
>Stealth conversions

Gotta get the rest of the monastery okay with us before we go for the rest of the peasants.

>>3754018
this

>>3754018
+1, I think we've gone insane

>>3754037
We are a Chaos Cultist. It's a job requirement.

>>3754039
True, true. Do we want to go monotheist or stay undivided? I'm leaning a bit to Khorne.

>>3754042
Undivided or Tzeench for me.

>>3754018
>>3754025
>>3754037

> Roll 1d100-50 to corrupt the last faithful monks
> (-10: Deceiver)(-10: Theologian)(-10: Wise Reputation)(-30: Fruit of Doubt)(+10: Wavering Faith)
> Bo3

Rolled 81 - 50 (1d100 - 50)

>>3754052

Rolled 7 - 50 (1d100 - 50)

>>3754052

Rolled 15 - 50 (1d100 - 50)

>>3754052

>>3754042
undivided or that one forgotten chaos god whose name starts with a M
that ive also forgotten about

>>3754079
oh i remember, its MALAL, the chaos god of anarchy

>>3754056
In only three months you've managed to reduce an entire monastery to a heretical cult. I hope you're proud of yourself.

>>3754113
Just. As. Planned.
*cackles*

>>3754113
By the way, roughly how long is it between Inquisitorial visits to the planet? At least as far as we know?

>>3754056
Even if it could be done, attempting to convert every non-believer at once is likely to see the majority martyred for their Corpse Emperor instead of in the hands of the Chaos Gods, and that is not something you can abide. You have no qualms taking risks when the needs must, but if a more efficient alternative remains you see no reason not to pursue it. Rather than howl the glories of Chaos to the monks in their pews, you catch each of them alone and with an uncomfortable question concerning the God Emperor's benevolence here, and blasphemy subtly cloaked in an argument on the nature of divinity there, their faith is reduced to putty in your hands and soon remade in your image.

Two weeks fly like lightning before you realize that, against all conceivable odds, you've managed to convert every last monk in the monastery with no more than two fatalities. Twenty-eight unflinchingly fanatical converts are at your back and call, and it is cause for celebration.

> What do you want to do about the monastery?

> Defile the sacred texts, desecrate the holy altar, and burn the monastery to the ground for the glory of the Dark Gods!
> Begin worshiping and praying to the Ruinous Powers in the sermons and meditations, but try to keep up appearances.
> Continue the empty rituals of the God Emperor's worship as if nothing had happened, for each knows the truth and is ready to be called.

> How do you want to spread Chaos?

> Travel alone to the nearest village and begin converting the peasants there.
> Gather a handful of the most charismatic monks and teach them to proselytize in secret.
> Sharpen the farming tools and light the torches, because it is time to main, kill, and burn the closest homestead.

>>3754162
> Continue the empty rituals of the God Emperor's worship as if nothing had happened, for each knows the truth and is ready to be called.

> Gather a handful of the most charismatic monks and teach them to proselytize in secret.

im curious by the way, which chaos god was represented by the melancholy sadness option?

>>3754173
Probably Nurgle.

>>3754162
>Continue the empty rituals
>Teach the monks to proselytize in secret

>>3754125
You've spent the last twenty years doing manual labor and penning scrolls in an isolated monastery. The politics of the local liege lords are barely known to you, let alone the actions of the Inquisition. Even so, you're smart enough to realize that if an off-worlder was investigating monasteries for signs of corruption, there must be something going on elsewhere to warrant that kind of response.

>>3754173
Nurgle.

>>3754190
Rivals. We'll sacrifice them to the Dark Gods.

>>3754193
I hope they aren't slaanytrannies

>>3754162
>Continue the empty rituals of the God Emperor's worship as if nothing had happened, for each knows the truth and is ready to be called.
>Gather a handful of the most charismatic monks and teach them to proselytize in secret.

>>3754173
>>3754185
>>3754206

> Roll 1d100-10 to teach the most charismatic monks to proselytize
> (-10: Theologian)
> Bo3

Rolled 91 - 10 (1d100 - 10)

>>3754247

Rolled 98 - 10 (1d100 - 10)

>>3754247
Watch this

>>3754255
>>3754250
Not as planned! The Dice-Emperor is striking back!

Rolled 99 - 10 (1d100 - 10)

>>3754247
SAVING ROLL

>>3754270
>>3754255
>>3754250
the thirsting gods laugh at us

>>3754250
>>3754255
>>3754270
Magnificent. It seems you're the only one in the monastery capable of preaching a sermon that isn't recited from a holy text verbatim. Do you give into your rage or forgive them for their failure?

>>3754275
Yep.

Maybe it was Tzeench, he likes 9s, right?

>>3754279
We only have 28 guys, we can't really afford to kill them off right now.
>Forgive and be exasperated
>New plan: when are the new initiates coming for the monastery?

>>3754283
Hmm... I'll fiat and say that 1d3 orphans trickle in every year from the region and around 40% of them are fit for monastery living. Not so bad in the long-term but by the time you built an army you'd be old and gray.

>>3754250
>>3754255
>>3754270
This is what we get for our hubris

Rolled 89 - 10 (1d100 - 10)

>>3754250
>>3754255
>>3754270
pathetic corpse-worshippers

>>3754293
Okay, plan C.
>Go out and preach in the nearest town ourselves, instead of having one of the no-charisma people do it.

Hopefully we'll convert someone who didn't use Charisma as their dump stat, and then we'll get them to go traveling and convert towns without us.

>>3754293
>>3754307
supporting plan c, not all is lost yet

>>3754250
>>3754255
>>3754270
You know that even as the anointed New Emperor of the Chaos Gods, there is no chance you alone could spread the praise unto their malefic majesty to all corners of the world, and so you gather the quickest-witted, sharpest-tongued monks in the monastery and attempt to teach them the subtle art of oratory... Only to find that the lot of them are only good for catching arrows. If there is one thing that irritates you, it is incompetence and these fools have it in spades but you recognize your future need for numbers and stay your hand. Successful or not, two weeks were wasted trying to teach them how to do anything but stutter when they aren't allowed notes and flinch at the slightest heckling.

As pathetic as the display is, you know that as their undisputed master you are responsible for their failure and the scorn of the Ruinous Powers is yours to bear. You must atone, either in bloodshed or the Primordial Truth's spread, and despite your blessings you are much better suited to the latter.

> Where do you want to proselytize?

> One of the homesteads nearby, even with the garrison a single family wouldn't go missing.
> The nearest village, home to little under twenty souls it is a vulnerable, if small target.
> A proper township, filled with almost two-hundred and on a trade route, it is lucrative.
> The distant keep, infiltrating it could prove difficult but the rewards immeasurable

>>3754349
>Start with the village
It's an almost-doubling of our numbers and a decent support base before we can get to the township. The keep I'm thinking is too risky for now.

>>3754349
> The nearest village, home to little under twenty souls it is a vulnerable, if small target.
everything else is way too big for just one really smooth talking lad to take over, the village is the best spot for now

>>3754349
>The nearest village
Can you spell cult?

>>3754355
>>3754367
>>3754381

Do you want to present yourself as a wandering monk or an ordinary traveler?

>>3754410
Mmm... on the one hand, more immediate authority and leverage. On the other hand, anonymity.

On the third hand, I'm kind of worried the monks back at the monastery will burn it down in our absence, due to the level of general competence they've been displaying.

>Wandering Monk

>>3754410
>Wandering Monk
It's a no-brainer these are medieval peasants

>>3754410
>wandering monk

>>3754432
>>3754442
>>3754458

> Roll 1d100-20
> (-10: Deceiver)(-10: Theologian)(-10: Position of Authority)(+10: Pious Faith)
> Bo3

Rolled 22 - 20 (1d100 - 20)

>>3754467

Rolled 55 + 20 (1d100 + 20)

Rolled 20 - 20 (1d100 - 20)

>>3754467
Guys what do we do when the Imperial Guard gets on our asses?

Rolled 3 + 8 (1d20 + 8)

>>3754482

>>3754482
We hope we have enough mutations and/or cannon fodder to fight them, or we run.

Also, nice!

>>3754482
IG doesn't bother with internal conflict unless it's war, and a feudal world's PDF is as shit as you'd expect from a world that has a form of government that went extinct 38k years ago on earth

>>3754488
You've gotten a solid two-thirds of the community under your sway and the faith of the rest has been twisted.

>>3754495
>enough cannon fodder
>to fight the Imperial Guard
>implying

>>3754502
[Who says we can't convert the guard?]

>>3754500
Well yeah but we'll get raped if/when we go daemon world.

>>3754504
Aaaaaagh how do spoilers even work? I checked the box and everything.

>>3754504
The Commissar. Subverting the Imperial Guard is extremely difficult but theoretically possible, especially with infiltration and daemonic backing.

>>3754507
You type (spoiler)text(/spoiler with brackets [ ] instead of parentheses ( )

>>3754506
it wont go daemon world because we're not in the eye of terror or important enough for a chaos god to notice us and teleport us there, and it's been known to happen that the ad exacta (ad admins' tithe department) takes decades to check up on backwater worlds like a feudal one with no resources

>>3754516
thanks

>>3754482
>>3754488
You travel to the nearest village, opting to openly display the fact that you're a monk of the Imperial Creed and are immediately welcomed into the home and hearth of the humble woodfolk here. The story that you were sent to preach the God Emperor's wisdom is accepted without question and seeing that their grasp of the Imperial faith is superstitious at best, "correcting" their misconceptions and "awakening" them to new concepts is a trivial task.

Two weeks later no less than eleven of the sixteen peasants have been converted to the worship of the Ruinous Powers, and awed by your sermonizing, each has accepted that you are destined to become the New Emperor. You wager that it would only take you a week's time to have the entire village assimilated into the Communion of Clarity, but it would take another two to properly scan for those of charismatic persuasion and teach them the basics of spreading the faith. Alternatively, you could simply abandon them and begin spreading the Primordial Truth to another village much like this one.

> What do you want to do?

> Indoctrinate the rest of the village and move on to (Choose Location)
> Attempt to find and teach any charismatic individuals to preach
> Maintain momentum, find another village, wash, rinse, repeat

>>3754517
>t. enlightened
Andrei has no idea what Segmentum the Feudal world is in, and the concept of a galaxy-spanning Imperium is difficult for him to wrap his head around.

>>3754570
You're welcome.

>>3754570
also if you press control+s it auto applies them.

>>3754583
>Finish converting the village, and get some charismatic guys to expand our ability to indoctrinate.

>>3754583
>> Indoctrinate the rest of the village and move on to (Choose Location)
If we leave some out they could draw eyes to us.
then move onto another small village

>>3754607
WHAT THE FUCK
That's great, fuck I've wasted so much time typing them out.

>>3754583
>Finish the converting and attempt to find and teach any charismatic individuals to preach

>>3754592
Andrei need to be blessed by a heretechical data slate

>Finish converting the village, and get some charismatic guys to expand our ability to indoctrinate.

>>3754608
>>3754637

> Roll 1d100-30 to convert the rest of the village
> (-10: Deceiver)(-10: Theologian)(-10: Position of Authority)(-10: Seed of Doubt)(+10: Pious Faith)
> Bo3
>And
> Roll 1d100-10 to find and teach potential speakers
> (-10: Theologian)
> Bo3
For the sake of saving time, rolling for multiple prompts is encouraged.

Rolled 34, 17 = 51 (2d100)

>>3754654
First one is -30, second one is -10.

Rolled 28, 91 = 119 (2d100)

>>3754654
Witness me, also how important is it to add roll mods?

>>3754672
It's more or less a formality

Rolled 99, 38 = 137 (2d100)

Rolled 1 (1d3)

>>3754662
>

>>3754706
>missed by 1

>>3754714
Tzeentch blessed him by knocking off that 1.

>>3754662
>>3754672

After your experience with the pious monks, converting a handful of peasants is child's play and when a week has come to pass, the entire community is praising the Ruinous Powers in secret. Of course, they do well to remain hidden and four promising candidates are eager to accept your lessons on the fundamentals of preaching the Primordial Truth without being purged. Sadly, only one seems to have any talent for it whatsoever, but he takes to it so quickly that you're confident he can handle himself converting unlearned serfs on a one-to-one basis after only a week of instruction.

Digging into your memory, you remind yourself that forty-three cultists and one novice orator have been inducted into the Communion of Clarity. Such a stupendous sum, surely the Chaos Gods smile on you...

> Now that a village is under the cult's control, what will you do?

> Convert another, so that you can build-up from there.
> Travel to a proper township, so you can begin your efforts in earnest.
> Attempt to infiltrate the distant keep, for your zeal grows by the day.

> What will the novice orator do?

> Stay in his home and practice until you see fit to call him
> Move to another village and start spreading the cult there.
> Travel with you, so that you can continue his lessons on the trail.

>>3754771
> Convert another
> Travel with us
Three villages is a good target.

>>3754771
> Convert another, so that you can build-up from there.
all the villages first, so if the nearby towns turn against us they wont have anywhere to get food from

> Travel with you, so that you can continue his lessons on the trail.
let's have him follow us around until he's as good as we are then we can send him off, maybe play a father figure or an elder brother and have him love us, that way he wont do the typical chaos thing and betray us for more power

>>3754771
>Convert another town.
>Have him travel with us so we can keep teaching him and help ensure his loyalty.

>>3754780
>>3754791
>>3754844

> Roll 1d100-20 to convert another village
> (-10: Deceiver)(-10: Theologian)(-10: Position of Authority)(+10: Pious Faith)
> Bo3

> Roll 1d100-10 to teach the novice orator
> (-10: Theologian)
> Bo3

Rolled 83, 57 = 140 (2d100)

>>3754852

Rolled 82, 3 = 85 (2d100)

Rolled 3, 2 = 5 (2d100)

>>3754852
I will save us

Rolled 1 (1d4)

>>3754898

Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>3754911
Deeper search might reveal another potential orator, but it might not be worth the effort.

>>3754916
An interesting turn of events.

Rolled 2 + 8 (1d20 + 8)

>>3754898
>>3754911
>>3754916
Reaching another village, you find that while its structure seems similar to the other, several of its homes are empty and judging by the behavior of those peasants present, you determine that the absentee farmers left of their own volition. For what reason you can't begin to fathom but you begin spinning a web of treachery all the same and by the end of a mere, single week you have ten new converts so swift to submit you doubt they cared about the God Emperor to begin with.

Better than that though, foremost among them in fealty is a silver-tongued young woman who shows some promise in the subversion and corruption of the Imperium's faithful. Her speech is unrefined but it is earnest and she's comely enough that some mistakes might go unnoticed. The orator you've brought along learned from your example, and you feel confident in calling him an adept, though he is far from a master and it's doubtful he has the stuff it takes to become a legend.

You... hope you do, and if not by the power of the Dark Gods you'll seize the potential from the soul of someone who does but that is of little concern. More interesting is the reason why most of the community left, and it leaves you pondering what else might be out there. Apparently a month ago a strange man, clearly hardened by a lifetime of hard labor but clean and dressed in silken finery came through, playing some sort of bone flute and asking whether anyone wanted to accompany him on his journey to "find the Dulcet Fox." Shortly after, nearly twenty men, women, and children lured by the promise of wealth and their own curiosity followed.

They have no idea what became of them, only that they went westward in the direction of the civilized heartland. It's somewhat concerning but you're pleased, because the Communion of Clarity now numbers fifty-two cultists and two orators; one novice and one adept.

> What do you want to do?

>>3754960
>Take the novice and adept with us and teach them some more
>Head for a proper town. We need more numbers and fast.

>>3754960
>take the hot girl (who hopefully will embrace slaanesh and become our lover)
>and go but don't hurry, try to convert a few villages in between where you are and the [civilized heartland] where you're headed

>>3754966
>+1
Fucking Slaaneshi

>>3754966
>>3755028
This is going to be my last update for the night, it's getting late. Do you want to continue displaying your status as a monk or do you want to attempt anonymity as a traveler?

>>3755063
as a monk, if we go as a random traveller we will get the shit rooms at an inn

>>3755063
Monk, if it isn't broke don't fix it.

>>3755070
>>3755092
> Roll 1d100-20 to corrupt the nearest township
> (-10: Deceiver)(-10: Theologian)(-10: Position of Authority)(+10: Pious Faith)
> Bo3

> Roll 2d100-10 to teach the orators
> (-10: Theologian)
> Bo3

Rolled 72, 67 = 139 (2d100)

>>3755119

Rolled 53, 8, 33 = 94 (3d100)

>>3755119

Rolled 71 (1d100)

>>3755132
Forgot my other d100. This is the other one for training

Rolled 66, 46 = 112 (2d100)

>>3755119

Rolled 92 (1d100)

>>3755201
oops, didn't see the second d100 in the teaching actions

Do we want to spread slowly and secretly or get some of the region and go balls to the walls?

>>3755214
Secrecy!

Rolled 3 (1d10)

>>3755146

>>3755146
It takes you almost a week of traveling to reach the closest township, a humble settlement home to nearly two-hundred men, women, and children. Allegedly this is a minor stop on one of the major trade routes leading into the capitol region and while corrupting it would not go unnoticed for long it would be an excellent staging point of operations for the cult. Your excuse of being a monk traveling to spread the God Emperor's wisdom with two initiates goes over well, but you find that the faithful here have a humble temple manned by a modest and well-liked priest.

The plan to subvert them in the open has little chance of success because the locals here are no doubt used to his sermons and would notice to a departure from the standard doctrine. Considering that there almost two-hundred of them and three of you, their objection could prove violent. Even so, another week of ministering to the most isolated among them, a temperamental alcoholic, a grieving, childless widow, and a disturbed man who can't stop twitching, allows you to grow the Communion of Clarity by three more souls. Not an impressive amount, but it's a start. Your simple and inspiring but milquetoast and ineffectual preaching brings many of the town to regard you in a better light, though it will take time before they bend the knee.


The orators are learning from your example, the first, a man named Koln, is on the cusp of reaching an adept's skill, and the second, a woman named Thresa is roughly halfway there. They'll need to learn more, but you wager Koln is going to be able to preach to villages on his own soon enough. Keeping tabs on him is another issue entirely and while he seems loyal, you can't help but be gripped by paranoia. For her part, Thresa doesn't seem to view you in a sexual light and while you could doubtless force the issue with little complaint, you have more pressing concerns. After all, you've always been a bit plain-faced and a lifetime sequestered in a monastery does not a charming seducer make.

> You need to convert this township if you intend to seize the region, but the priest's temple poses a significant problem. What do you do?

> Keep converting the isolated and depressed, bit by bit, little by little.
> Do your damnedest to bring the priest himself into the fold, risks be cast aside.
> Be brazen, openly preach subtle subversion and hope that the priest doesn't call you on it.
> (Write-In)

> What do you want the orators and three cultists to be doing?
> (Write-In)

>>3755688
>Keep converting the isolated and depressed, bit by bit, little by little.
Meanwhile, the orators will continue to learn from us until they are ready to preach independently; the new cultists will tell us about the outcasts and antisocial elements in the town who could be corrupted easily.

>>3755699
this, supporting

>>3755699
This. I think we should try to recruit some bandits if there any.

>>3755699
>>3755688
This, supporting.

>>3755699
>>3755842
>>3755932
>>3756075

> Roll 1d100-20 to bring the weak and isolated into your fold
> (-10: Deceiver)(-10: Theologian)(-10: Position of Authority)(+10: Pious Faith)
> Bo3

> Roll 1d100-10 to teach both of the orators
> (-10: Theologian)
> Bo3

Rolled 16, 51 = 67 (2d100)

>>3757029

Rolled 37, 28 = 65 (2d100)

>>3757029

Rolled 3, 99 = 102 (2d100)

>>3757029

Rolled 1 + 10 (1d40 + 10)

>>3757052
>>3757059
You're well on your way to an insurgency.

>>3757069
Or not, at least your reputation's grown.

>>3757069
>>3757076
wew

>>3757076
Another verse same as the first?

>>3757052
>>3757059
Paranoid about being discovered so soon, you decide to only convert the handful of societal rejects guaranteed to see the power of the Primordial Truth, and when two weeks have gone only eleven more have come to worship the Chaos Gods, but each and every one is a fanatic who would die at your word. The rank and file of the Communion of Clarity number exactly sixty-six and something about reciting those specific digits to yourself gives you a perverse urge to put your tongue to improper use.

These thoughts you set aside, because you have another focus. So many days, weeks, and months of preaching has helped you uncover a natural talent for the intricate, delicate, and oh-so infinitely fragile art of convincing crowds to give themselves to Chaos. You are confident that you are an adept orator, and for far more than your considerable skill at lying through clenched teeth and perverting the Imperial Creed. While Koln has reached your level of raw competence, he lacks your finesse and drive and you're certain that as valuable an asset as he might be, the chances of him seizing power are low.

Thresa is getting there and by mingling with the township she's found an abundance of information. The local lord of the region is named Leandro Kerst, and he holds a garrison of two-thousand men-at-arms, six-hundred yeomen archers, and forty knights scattered across the region, which holds dozens of settlements and roughly sixty-thousand souls. Souls which your monastery was once tasked with preserving. According to her, no off-worlders have been seen traveling since the Inquisitor rode through without stopping on a strange, two-wheeled device.

> What do you want to do?

> Bring a handful of the township's lowest into your cult.
> Focus on subtly corrupting the faith of the priest in "friendly discussion"
> Give the townspeople a different perspective on the preaching you've done so far

> What do you want Koln to do?

> Focus on converting society's lowest
> Attempt to subvert a minor village on his own
> (Write-In)

>>3757186
>Subvert the priest
Let's speed things up a little.
>Focus on converting society's lowest
Let's get this town a bit more stable before we send Koln off on his own.

>>3757208
this

>>3757208
>>3757235

> Roll 1d100-30 to corrupt the priest
> (-10: Deceiver)(-10: Theologian)(-10: Adept Orator)(-10: Position of Authority)(-10: Wise Reputation)(+20: Pious Faith)
> Bo3

> Roll 1d100-10 for Koln to subvert the population
> (-10: Adept Orator)
> Bo1 Because the eyes of the Chaos Gods aren't on him.

Rolled 89 - 10 (1d100 - 10)

>>3757265
Koln

Rolled 10, 20 = 30 (2d100)

>>3757265

Rolled 17, 100 = 117 (2d100)

>>3757265

>>3757297
...Huh, I'm glad Koln is a BO1.

So 10-30=-20. and 89-10=79.

Rolled 88 - 30 (1d100 - 30)

>>3757265
Priest corruption

>>3757297
Good thing it's best of one

Rolled 4, 6 = 10 (2d6)

>>3757289
That's another adept orator, but how many converts do you get in the week after his conversion?

>>3757297
>nat 100
Would've been an angry riot and rumors like wildfire.

>>3757286
>>3757289
>>3757338
Catching the priest alone is easy, and getting him to agree to a nightly discussion on the God Emperor's word is even easier. Much to your satisfaction, you find that though his faith is earnest, his understanding of the Lectitio Divinitatus is no deeper than you would expect from an illiterate peasant and it is his lack of doctrine that proves to be his doom. "Correcting" a misconception in his beliefs is simple, and after that your friendly answers to his confused questions spark his curiosity. His demands to know more soon shift into doubt in his conviction and days of building his trust later, he confesses his disgust with the "terrible truth" of the faith and asks that you help him repent.

When you tell him that you came to the same conclusions long ago and found that there is another, truer alternative to the God Emperor's decree, he is eating out of the palm of your hand. One night later his soul is sworn unto the Ruinous Powers and your service, and the town is completely unaware of the corruption lurking in its midst. In the next week the two of you manage to convert ten more who harbored doubts in the Imperial Creed and there can be no doubt that the rest of the townsfolk are soon to follow in their footsteps.

Koln barely managed to convince an old man nearing senility to forsake the Corpse Emperor, but the convert can march and carry a weapon, so you do not care for the quality. It is a start and he seems to be getting the hang of it. Even better is Thresa's progress, she reaches an adept's aptitude in speechcraft and took it on herself to lure no less than three adulterers into the arms of the Dark Gods. Your power is rising and soon the Imperium of Man shall fall!

> Keeping the orators in mind, what is your plan to convert the township?

>>3757404
hold a festival for the hidden doctrine of the corpse emperor, bring in all of our disciples to the town, then try and mass convert the town with a mix of intimidation, persuasion, and trickery.

>>3757424
Good idea but I think we should spend a couple of weeks corrupting them first

>>3757404
>> What do you want to do?
Have some of our cultist come from a few of the neighboring villages and attack the town under the guise of fanatics of the God Emperor.
Once repelled convince the town that the old faith is rotten and our new one will bring in a better life for them.

>>3757404
Keep seeding doubt in the town via the priest's sermons and our own lectures until we can pull off a mass conversion of the remaining populace.

>>3757424
>>3757431
>>3757482
> Roll 1d100-40 to seed doubt in the town
> (-10: Deceiver)(-10: Theologian)(-10: Adept Orator)(-10: Position of Authority)(-10: Wise Reputation)(+10: Pious Faith)
> Bo3

> Roll 1d100-20 to abuse the priest's position of trust
> (-10: Adept Orator)(-10: Position of Authority)(-10: Liked Reputation)(+10: Pious Faith)
> Bo1

> Roll two 1d100-10s to further the town's corruption
> (-10: Adept Orator)
> Bo1

Rolled 56, 9 = 65 (2d100)

>>3757500
Us and priest

Rolled 31 (1d100)

>>3757500
just us

Rolled 4, 68, 77 = 149 (3d100)

>>3757500
Furthering town corruption for the first two and seeding doubt for the third

>>3757507
eh, not bad.

Rolled 9, 4, 3 = 16 (3d10)

>>3757507
>>3757510
>>3757556
>

>>3757507
>>3757510
>>3757556
Standing behind the pulpit, though you thirst to howl the glory of the Dark Gods and whip the placid crowd into a rabid throng, you know that such things must wait. If months of careful secrecy are to be kept, time must be taken and patience preserved, you understand this, but some part of you can't stop waiting for the day that you throw off your cloaks and unsheathe your daggers.

These two weeks see an enormous amount of progress made, not only are sixteen wavering souls brought to worship, but the town's faith in the False Emperor is fading. On your own, this would've been enough to open their minds to less orthodox means of worship, but with the priest's subversion of standard doctrine and the two lesser orator's efforts in whispering to any ear willing to hear, they have been brought to the brink of spitting on his temple's graven idol.

> They are ripe for conversion, but how do you want to go about it?

>>3757660
>Do the festival idea from before >>3757424

Come on, just one more set of rolls before we have a good base...

>>3757663
This

>>3757663
supporting my own idea, this.

>>3757663
>>3757748
>>3757829

> Roll 1d100-100 to mass-convert the remaining townsfolk
> (-10: Deceiver)(-10: Theologian)(-10: Adept Orator)(-10: Position of Authority)(-10: Wise Reputation)(-20: Intimidation Factor)(-30: Fruit of Doubt)
> Bo3

Fuck, the bonuses really add up, don't they?

Rolled 27 - 100 (1d100 - 100)

>>3758024
incoming 100

Rolled 63 - 100 (1d100 - 100)

>>3758024
JUST AS PLANNED!

Rolled 9 - 100 (1d100 - 100)

>>3758024
Watch this nat 100

Rolled 3 (1d4)

>>3758135
This is some heavy heresy.

> Roll two 1d100s

Rolled 37 (1d100)

>>3758158

Rolled 12 (1d100)

>>3758158

Rolled 45 (1d100)

>>3758158

>>3758135
>>3758188
>>3758193
You tire of skulking in shadows, whispering the glory of Chaos unseen. Each day, more and more give their lives to you, but it is not enough and it will never be enough. No... The time has come to forsake your secrecy and scream the praises! You shall gather the multitudes beneath your boot, and the Primordial Truth shall be heard!

At your command Koln and Thresa disperse, intent on reaching the village and monastery to give them your decree, and Stanton, the priest, begins to prepare the masses to meet their Immaterial Masters. He decrees that your time in their township is coming to an end and in the monastery's honor, a festival revealing the hidden doctrine of the God Emperor is to be held. The curiosity of the town runs rampant and rumors of what you intend to say abound, but stunningly few of them imply you're going to preach heresy, and scandalously, those that do are nonetheless favorable!

It is in the middle of a dark night, when the moons are distant and the skies are clouded that you hold your feast. Dozens of men and women sit before their meal, watching the makeshift podium, enraptured by the mystique of your cloak, and stunned into silence when you raise your clenched fist and release an inhuman, bestial howl. When the signal is made, eighty cultists gripping sharpened blades and weighted staves surround their tables, eyes wide with fervent frenzy, and the bewildered townsfolk make no motion but to stare in horror as you begin to preach with a conviction utterly unknown to them.

The words you screech are heresy most foul, a mere sentence enough to condemn any God Emperor-fearing citizen of the Imperium to a lifetime's service in a penal legion on the off-chance they weren't torn apart for saying it, but rather than recoil in revulsion, the seed of doubt you've planted has begun to fruit, and they listen to the speech with compliance- without question, without complaint.

You speak of the unthinkable, of Mighty Gods beyond the False Emperor on his Gilded Throne, and recite the forbidden names and extol the blasphemous praises of the Ruinous Powers, one after the other until your voice has begun to break and only the rapture of the words you utter keeps you on your feet. The sermon is unlike anything they've ever heard of before and conditioned by weeks of veiled poison, a dark understanding begins to dawn on the listening crowd. Slowly, they comprehend and their justified terror is turned to triumphant worship of the unholy freedom they've seized at the cost of their immortal souls.

> 1/2

>>3758516

Above, the air grows thick with a noxious fog and it descends, filling you, flooding your lungs and tainting your soul with filth. You vomit, retching again and again until the mist has dispersed amid the crowd, and as you rise on shaky feet, you pause, for the stench has not left your skin. From this day forth you are to carry the smell of decay, nauseating those who have not yet seen the Primordial Truth and heralding the doom you bring. This is of little use, for though you can appreciate the symbolism, it is doubtful the uninitiated will be so quick to accommodate. Ignoring the odor, you resume preaching over the din of the revelry and eventually get used to it.

When the morning comes, the Communion of Clarity boasts two-hundred and seventy-eight cultists, bolstered by the entire town's population of one-hundred and ninety-eight, save for five devotees of the Corpse Emperor, set in their ways but swift set upon by a rabid sea of their former friends and family. Your numbers have grown massively, but this isn't enough. If you are to build your new empire on the Imperium's bones, you must spread Chaos!

> What steps do you take to mitigate the blessings of the Plague Lord?
> (Write-In)

> What do you do personally?

> What is your plan for the town, and what do you want your followers to do?

> 2/2

>>3758517
>Lots and lots of soap and bathing, for a start. If anything else gets thought of add onto that.
>Time to try and convert the keep.
>Keep the town stealthy, and try to convert anyone that comes through
>Followers train more charismatic guys. Once the charismatic guys are trained, they get sent off to local villages and homesteads to convert them.

>>3758538
this but also start writing a little red book that speaks about casting off the yoke of the evil nobles and city burghers, like the diggers from the english civil war

>>3758538
Perfume would be a good idea if there is any, but coating our skin in lard could be less suspicious

>>3758550
Nice idea, something to spread once we've found a printing press

is it possible to just ask nurgle to not make us so stinky and gross

can we smell hot spicy cute original cool epic and unique instead??

>>3758586
>is it possible to just ask nurgle to not make us so stinky and gross
no
>can we smell hot spicy cute original cool epic and unique instead??
>hot spicy cute
ask slaanesh

>>3758586
No, Nurgle is as Nurgle does. If you want to stoke your vanity you should do something pleasing to Slaanesh.

>>3758538
>>3758550
>>3758566

Do you want to infiltrate as a volunteer man-at-arms or a proselytizing monk?

>>3758641
>proselytizing monk
they wont question a monk for the smell but they'd joke about a fellow man at arms, and it seems to have been working out the previous times we had to choose

>>3758641
>proselytizing monk
I think we should get some of our other monks to join us and claim to be on a pilgrimage. More hands in the castle could be of aid.

>>3758641
>Monk
It's working just fine. Why change it?

>>3758641
>proselytizing monk
If it works

>>3758653
>>3758659
>>3758663
>>3758668

> Roll 1d100-30 to infiltrate the local keep
> (-10: Deceiver)(-10: Theologian)(-10: Adept Orator)(-10: Position of Authority)(+10: Stench of Decay)
> Bo3

> Roll 3d100-10 to train additional orators If more than one anon rolls I'll count the first of each
> (-10: Theologian)
> Bo1

Rolled 96 (1d100)

>>3758677
Getting in the keep

Rolled 77 - 30 (1d100 - 30)

>>3758677
Finders keepers

Rolled 44 (1d100)

Rolled 2, 52, 6 - 10 = 50 (3d100 - 10)

>>3758677

Rolled 1 (1d4)

>>3758696

Rolled 2, 6 = 8 (2d6)

>>3758700

>>3758696
>>3758700
Though you're honored by the gift of stench you recognize that its presence is hazardous. In response, you begin smearing animal lard on your skin and while it's not the most pleasant smell, it's much less objectionable and even better, not that out of the ordinary for a monk on a pilgrimage. You trust the townsfolk and monks to teach new orators in your absence and you leave them to embark on a solitary trek to the Baron Tilvius's keep. It takes you one week to arrive at the sight of an imposing stone structure larger than any you've seen before, with at least a hundred armed men behind its sturdy walls but you have no fear, for the Dark Gods you worship are far greater. Apart from some shirts being brought up to cover noses your explanation of being a monk sent to enlighten the masses is taken at face value, and you're welcomed to sleep in the barracks with the rest of the men.

Much to your chagrin they have a chaplain who takes his job seriously, but in the week you take to ingratiate yourself before making any overt moves, you manage to bring a confessing man-at-arms weeping about the voices that have tormented him ever since he hit his head too hard in training to worship the Ruinous Powers. At first glance the Baron himself seems to be a violent brute with a penchant for corporal punishment and little patience for slacking, but a deeper examination finds he feels a deep sense of duty and respect toward his men and the feeling is mutual. Whether this turns out to be a boon or an obstacle depends on how you want to convert these men.

> How do you want to do this?

> Begin converting the men-at-arms socially isolated from their peers
> Focus on bringing the baron himself around to your way of thinking
> Corrupt the faith of the local priest much the same as you did the last
> (Write-In)