Cultists of the Occluded God
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You are a deity who has long gone unworshipped. A small cult has discovered your ancient teachings and brings you a human sacrifice: will it please you? Will you reward them or enslave them?
Your cave is lit, for the first time in an Age, by the flickering of torches. The long-quiet cavern is filled with echoing sound: the steps of sandled feet, nervous whispers, and swishing robes.
You watch, immaterial and surrounding them in every wall of the cave, as they paint a sigil on the floor. You recognize this as a misshapen attempt at your emblem, which once adorned many temples before you were cast down by the jealous other gods.
A wizened but still sturdy man in long robes steps forward, his voice only betraying a tinge of nervousness as he calls upon you with a loud voice:
“Taohur, our Lord, we call upon You. Please show us Your Majesty and return to rule mankind as You did in the days of our forefathers”
You watch, immaterial and surrounding them in every wall of the cave, as they paint a sigil on the floor. You recognize this as a misshapen attempt at your emblem, which once adorned many temples before you were cast down by the jealous other gods.
A wizened but still sturdy man in long robes steps forward, his voice only betraying a tinge of nervousness as he calls upon you with a loud voice:
“Taohur, our Lord, we call upon You. Please show us Your Majesty and return to rule mankind as You did in the days of our forefathers”
Your voice booms suddenly, and many of the dozen or so members of the cult fall to their knees as your proclaim:
“What have you brought me to show your supplication, would-be Priest of Taohur?”
“What have you brought me to show your supplication, would-be Priest of Taohur?”