NURGLE. SLAANESH. KHORNE. TZEENTCH.
These 'gods' were not the 'gods' of the rejects, the outsiders, the desperate and the hopeless gathered around the fire. There is a higher being, the GREAT BEAST. This shared faith is all that held the bedraggled group together.

That night had been like any other. Many were preoccupied with keeping the fire burning during the deluge whilst the daily scuffles broke out around the camp. But then....!!!

Lightning ripped across the sky. A bolt streaked down hitting one of the Trolls who all but liquidated on the spot. In the ensuing maelstrom, a voice echoed out from the dark. The crowd turned as one to see an pale pink apparition lit up by the electric sky. A very faint green glow surrounded the berobed figure, its face hidden deep beneath the cowl.