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Chaos Cults

2020-08-12T23:01:25Z

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[[File:Cultist of tzeentch by ilacha-d7hytyz.jpg|thumb|450px|right|Give a man responsibilities, and he will be content with his life; Give a man the ability to choose his own responsibilities, and he will only be content with his highest hopes and dreams.]]

Imagine being a citizen of the [[Imperium of Man]]. The first thing you'll ever know is that your individuality is worth jack shit. You are nothing more than a drone, a coin spent in an unimaginably large system, so that other coins can be spent elsewhere, continuing the cycle. No one arround you is ever expected to show you any kindness, respect you, or see you as anything less than another drone in the system. No matter how lenient your planet and government is, how strong an influence the [[Ecclesiarchy]] is where you live and how tough work you are expected to perform, this is the unfortunate and unchangeable truth that makes the Imperium what it is.

But say you've overheard some of the other drones whisper at your Administratum workplace in the upper hive. Apparently, there are these meetings, completely secret, but supposedly very invigorating. Your daily life here is hardly of note, maybe you should go. You had seen Dallia look at you with a funny expression, like she'd wondered something. Say you found the courage to forget what you've learned, and forget the punishment you and everyone even remotely associated with you would get if you were caught by the Arbites, and go to one of these meetings. Deep down in a forgotten and unused part of the Hive, you hear faint chanting. Already, your heavy legs feel stronger, your mind sharpens and your body seem to have a longing that was stamped out years ago... And when you leave, your body is as heavy as was it before you came there, but the longing remains. As time goes by, thoughts of work and duty fade, and you begin to wonder: Why are your own powers and skills suppressed? Think of all you could accomplish with them, if only you were given the chance to do so! And those decadent nobles in their high towers? Why do they get to have fun and relax? If you had the power, things would be very different: Very different indeed.

In one fateful meeting, your demagogue announces that their masters are finally arriving: [[Chaos Space Marines|Worshippers of what is true and fair]] are coming on ancient ships and plan to take the entire system and wrest it from the grip of the corrupt Imperium. That's your chance, the chance you'd been waiting for. Finally, they'll see what power you possess, what strength and intelligence they had all been neglecting. Doesn't matter what the others think: Only you are right to take what is yours, and no one is gonna stop you.

It's fucking ''payback time.''

At least, that's what you think. In reality, you've just exchanged one form of miserable existence for another one that somehow manages to be '''even worse'''. But on the bright side, the Ruinous Powers will mess with your mind to the point you will neither notice nor care that your neighbor is adding your spouse's skull to the Khorne shrine and that the nice [[Daemonette]] you've been sleeping with is in the process of hollowing your soul out to make your body nice and comfy for the time she decides to take over. This is of course assuming someone else doesn't grab you for a ritual sacrifice, or you don't get used as a meatshield by your Chaos Space Marine "liberators".

On the other hand, many Chaos cults seem to not be all that weird or crazy. It could be that they're in their infancy or it could be that, like most religions, the majority of practitioners don't jump in the looney bin. Though, this comes with the massive plot-hole of implying there's not really any downside to joining Chaos unless you ''choose'' to dive in the deep end. Which is dumb and breaks the setting. Chaos is meant to be more like quicksand: once it's got you, the more you struggle the deeper it pulls you in.

== Overview ==

[[File:Tomb of excess copyright ffg by yogh art-d67dbff.jpg|thumb|350px|left|Sick fuckery on silver plates: Ladies and gentlemen, a Slanneshi orgy.]]

A Chaos Cult is a group of people worshiping the Ruinous Powers, either selectively or as a unified power. Cults are often comprised of a large mess of people who for some reason or other have forsaken their duty, and a demagogue, who is the spiritual and sometime martial leader of the Cult. The goal of a Cult varies wildly, from overthrowing governments or aid other heretical organizations, or simply to get a kick (or more than a kick, if you're into that sort of thing). Worshiping Chaos is different, depending on the god in question, but it often involves desecration of holy stuff, sacrifices, mass-suicide, writing and preaching heretical material, summoning of Daemons, and of course jaywalking - All in all, incredibly heretical stuff.

What most Cults don't know however is that cults attract more corruption, in form of warp anomalies, mutations and daemonic incursion. Even worse, if your corrupt actions light the Warp up well enough, it may very well attract a fleet of Chaos Space Marines. This might seem cool at first glance, but the Marines will likely not have your best interests in mind: As a matter of fact, many of them will want to put the entire system into the Warp and use you either as recruiting stock, as meatshields, or as sacrifices. Needless to say, none of those is a pleasant experience, although the former is at least a chance at starting the path to be a Daemon Prince.

Cults often worship one specific God, or sometimes a servant of that God, such as a Greater Daemon or a Daemon Prince, and the Cult is often different, depending on their allegiance. There are also a few other cult subtypes that aren't unique to any god in particular, but are used by all of them to some extent.

===Structure===
This has never been fully developed in the fluff but the White Dwarf Necromunda rules for everyone's favourite Chaotic psychopaths provides us with a structure used by smaller Chaos cults which haven't gotten much attention from the Chaos Gods yet:

*Each cult is lead by a Demagogue, often a Charismatic figure with an arsenal under the shrine. These guys tend to have swords, shotguns, axes, and occasionally will bear a mark of the corruption of the Chaos gods, manifesting itself in claws, or any variety of other mutations.

*Under the Demagogue, you have the Disciples and Cult Witch, with the Disciples carrying the "blessed" weapons, of a heavy/ flamer, or heavy stubber. These guys have perhaps the best aim. The Witch is a low level psyker.

*Cultists. Just Cultists.

===Apocalyptic Cults===
Ever seen one of those crazy guys on the side of the street shouting at passerby about the coming apocalypse? You know, the kind of person with unkempt hair, a weird look in his eyes, and a crudely written sign announcing "THE END OF THE WORLD IS NEAR"? Get a whole bunch of people like him in one place, and you have an apocalyptic cult in a nutshell. As far as Chaos Cults go, they're pretty easy to understand- they're convinced that humanity's already doomed to be destroyed by Chaos no matter what it tries to do to stop the Ruinous Powers, so they try to lash out at civilization however they can to ensure the demise of mankind happens sooner rather than later.

You might think "if they're sure it's going to happen, why bother trying to speed it up?" The reason for this is simple: most members of an apocalyptic cult believe they will be on the winning side of the apocalypse, or their existence is so shitty that they can't wait for the Imperium to end on its own.

===Charismatic Cults===
Much like several real world cults, these cults are centered around a single leader- a skilled demagogue, a powerful witch, or something similar. This leader will exploit the weakness of others for his own personal power or gratification, or the fulfilment of his own apocalyptic vision. While the rank and file are fanatically devoted to this leader, these cults' reliance on their leaders is a weakness as well as a strength; if the leader is slain, the cult will almost always collapse.

===Nurglite Cults===

Cults to the Plaguefather are often comprised of people at the bottom of the Imperial hierarchy, such as mutants, slaves, poor and homeless, as these are often the ones to embrace the corrupting diseases of Nurgle, and because they are the most in need of the "love" that Nurgle so generously dispenses. They're also the ones most likely to succumb to his diseases as well. And with health care being a luxury in the Imperium, worshiping Nurgle proves to be the only way to stop the pain and agony of his poxes.

A Nurglite Cult is by no means an industrious one, though Nurgle approves of those who are willing to go the extra mile. Often, the mere act of worshiping Nurgle is more than enough to corrupt anything in the vicinity of the Cult and their members. More diligent cults go a step further in spreading corruption - they poison water and food supplies, release pathogens onto an unsuspecting public, and forcefully use otherwise useless people to create huge piles of rot and decay. When a Nurglite Cult grows sufficiently powerful, it often succumbs to its own plagues (being mortals and all): either the souls simply get collected by Nurgle and he makes them into [[Plaguebearers]], or the entire Cult goes the way of Michael Jackson and [[Zombie Plague|zombifies itself]].

Nurglite cults flourish in the largest of communities, generally hives. Monotony, melancholy, doldrums, and ennui need large populations to develop and grow strong.

===Khornate Cults===

[[File:Chaos Cultist.jpg|thumb|300px|right|While some sit on their asses and get sacrificed for some corpse, others get out there and cut their opponents several new ones for a real god.]]

The Blood God's cults are not Cults so much as they are raging bands of maniacs out for blood - their own or their enemies'. A Khornate Cult often breaks out as simple rebellions on particularly rough Imperial worlds where the leadership didn't get V's memo and overly abuses their workforce. What happens then is that every man, woman and child with the ability to use a weapon immediately vents their frustration on said leadership in ways that end with the oppressor's heads being forcibly separated from their bodies. But it doesn't stop there- after a while the would-be revolutionaries go completely nuts and start killing everyone and everything around them, up to and including each other.

Some Khornate cults skip the "rebellion" part completely and jump straight to the orgy of violence. These typically exist as offshoots of primitive Feral World religious traditions venerating Khorne in the guise of a native war god, and almost always involve blood sacrifices in some form or another. Usually, these are dealt with by Ecclesiarchal missionaries in the early stages of introducing the Imperial Creed, but they can sometimes go unnoticed long enough to reemerge and cause just as much damage as any other cult. In other cases, they simply kill random people on the streets, relying on the inherent violence within the dregs of Imperial society to cover their tracks and keep the [[Adeptus Arbites]] thinking that the dismembered corpses that keep showing up are just hive gangers going at each others' throats again.

Khornate Cults are dangerous as fuck to the Imperium, as of all the aligned cults, the Khornate cults are most likely to evolve into a terrifying fighting force that can rival several regiments of Imperial Guardsmen, to say nothing of their complete disregard for their own lives in their willingness to shed blood. As the adage goes, Khorne cares not where the blood flows from, only that it flows- and if they can't shed their enemies' blood, they'll settle for shedding their own blood instead. One example of a dangerous Khornate cult is the [[Blood Pact]] who managed to control all of the Sabbat Worlds at one point. By that point, they had become an organised independent government with a functioning and sustainable bureaucracy and it took one of the biggest Imperial Crusades in millennia to expunge them.

Also, Khorne can bless his followers with resistance to or immunity to psykers. This is perhaps the greatest problem in fighting this type of enemy as some of the Imperium's best ways of dealing with swarms of foes or daemons is seriously hampered. And, of course, whether your winning or losing, you're empowering Khorne and his daemons and followers further. So, you're fucked either way and just have to grit your teeth and take it up the ass.

===Slaaneshi Cults===
Cults of Slaanesh are sick fucks. While not as large as the other cults, and usually not as common, a Slaaneshi Cult can really fuck up any society at the core. The common stereotype of them is a bunch of jaded nobles looking for new ways to get off, but in theory anyone who wants a little pleasure in life can fall under the sway of a Slaanesh cult. The exact brand of sick fuckery that it fosters can vary widely, but regardless of what it is they fixate on it'll be as excessive and hedonistic as they can manage. Contrary to popular belief, this doesn't always equate to sex (that's so dark-goddamn vanilla); it can be anything from finding the most aesthetically pleasing pitch a person can scream at to mindlessly staring at a wall painted in a highly specific shade of purple, but still also can include more obvious things (like sex, drugs and ROCK) but turned up to "my dial's lowest setting is 11". It does, however, amount to obsession- a pleasure as seemingly harmless as listening to the crackling of wood burning in a fire can be warped to the point of monomania when someone starts tearing down houses to burn the wood that they're made of in order to gain that pleasure.

A good example of a non-sexualized Slaanesh-esque cult could be the first Bioshock game, in which you aid a drugged up artist with creating his ''magnum opus''... Which is [[Grimdark|four pictures of his dead students held up by corpses of dancers and performers encapsulated in white plaster]].

Many Slaaneshi cultists exhibit a very specific tactile disorder that would be quite familiar to old hands at 40k lore: they register pain as (or react to it as) pleasure. Many Slaaneshi cults often see their members deliberately and enthusiastically throwing away their lives as they seek to get injured, maimed, or killed in the most gruesome manner possible in order to get off on the most excruciating death and injuries they can have inflicted on them. A scene from ''The Traitor's Hand'' had cultists basically queuing up to get cut down by [[Ciaphas Cain|Commissar Cain]] and his chainsword.

===Tzeentchian Cults===
Tzeentchian cults are made of [[Just as Planned]] or [[Not as Planned]] in equal measures. Either way works for the Architect of Fate. They usually get to work sowing intrigue and dissent through dissemination of forbidden knowledge and concepts. They tend to be much harder to pinpoint than other cults as the quiet little reading club can just as easily be a cult front as the sorcerous fanatics summoning demons and mind raping civilians. As befits the Chaos god of hope and ambition, many such cults often camouflage themselves under laudable political and social causes before pulling out the real [https://www.legacyamericana.com/Change-We-Can-Believe-In_p_1693.html "Hope and Change"] that Tzeentch is so well known for. Sometimes the cult's members don't even realize that they're part of a cult at all until they start turning into [[Chaos Spawn|crimes against nature]].

Often it's only the leadership of the cult who are devout Tzeenchian followers, while the rest are just their unwitting pawns, believing they are just venerating Emprah in some of His unusual aspects, or at least are Chaos Undivided cultists. The reason behind this is that as the god of ''ambition'', Tzeentch cares much less about quantity of his followers compared to other gods and more about the quality thereof. This translates into a preference for recruiting mortals in a position of power- the better to use that power and any secrets they might know to his advantage. That's not to say he's snobbish about it, though- anyone with a penchant for deceit and cunning along with a heady dose of ambition has the potential to be a pawn too useful for the Great Conspirator to dispose of too quickly.

Contradictally and paradoxically, which is appropriate for Tzeentch, he also attracts those who dare to hope. In a sense, any rebellion can be a Tzeentchian rebellion because it is the desire for change and the hope of advancement that drives men to work against their masters. Throngs fall to Tzeentch's sway just for the prospect of having a second loaf of bread.

===Mystery Cults/Secret Societies===
These cults center around the secrets and mysteries (hence the name) held within the highest ranks of the cult that the cult's power and authority stems from. In exchange for their loyalty and service to the aforementioned highest ranks, the cultists are promised the potential to learn and wield these secrets for themselves, which the cult guards carefully from any outsiders who might seek to learn them without pledging themselves to the cult in the process. The Warrior Lodges that formed within many of the Legiones Astartes near the end of the Great Crusade are a classic example of how a mystery cult operates, and their effects [[Horus Heresy|speak for themselves]].

Technically, these "mysteries" don't necessarily have to be Chaotic in origin or even particularly religious in nature, and one could easily argue that the [[Adeptus Mechanicus]] is the most successful of all mystery cults. They certainly have the "mystery" part down, given their persistent refusal to tell anyone outside the cult how the average machine works.

===[[Death Cult Assassin|Death Cults]]===
Most death cults in the Imperium are technically part of the Imperial Creed, albeit rather loopy forms of it. However, Khornate Death Cults are not unheard of, as are some much weirder ones that either tend to be cannibals or have some very strange ideas about trying to resurrect the dead. The latter of these sects believe that the Emperor's plan is for mankind to follow Him into a blessed "immortality of the flesh." They even claim that it is possible through the use of utterly forbidden archeotech to free the Emperor from the Golden Throne to walk among His people, "dead-but-alive-everlasting" to quote the darkly renowned Credo Mortifex. Such cults are hated by just about everyone in the Ecclesiarchy for being a mockery of their teachings.

== See Also ==
*[[Cultist|Cultists]] - The mooks that make up the rank and file for Chaos cults.
*[[Warhammer 40,000/Tactics/Renegades And Heretics(8E)]] - Your means of creating your own tabletop legal Chaos Cult, courtesy of Forge World. Your demagogue's deity of choice can change which units are available. Not only that, but you can have radically different army lists based on what sort of HQ you take. Heretek Tech Priest? Have an army of bionic soldiers. Former Guard Colonel? You now have an army of storm-troopers. Slave Taskmaster? Congrats, you can take Ogryn as Troops choices.
*[[Warhammer_40,000/Tactics/Imperial_Militia_and_Cults_(30k)]] - While not specific to chaos cults alone, the list does allow you to create your own generic "warp cult" or horde of mutants. Is perhaps more customizable than renegades since you can mix-match army provenances to create a style that suits you, and allows you to proxy whatever models you feel like.
*[[Chaos in the Old World]] - A board game where chaos cultists are the primary unit, despite being mostly harmless (unless you play Khorne). Their purpose is for spreading corruption, which is the means for ruining nations and leveling your deity up.

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Festus the Leechlord

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[[File:Festus the Leechlord.jpg|thumb|right|[[Glottkin|HELLO I'M FUCKING FAT TOO]].]]
'''Festus the Leechlord''' was once a good plague doktor in ye old [[The Empire (Warhammer Fantasy)|Empire]], helping people survive from plagues and generally being not too bad a guy (at least in that sense, seeing as GW hasn't done shit for his backstory till [[The End Times]] for some reason). He eventually came into contact with the Gnashing Fever, a disease so virulent that he had no idea how to stop the contagion from spreading and killing more and more of the patients and people he had spent his life dedicated to helping. Being a highly decorated doctor from Altdorf, Festus took it upon himself to begin researching the plague to the point that he became obsessed with trying to find a cure. As the last of his patients died, he cried out for help. Then things got creepy; one by one, the slack-jawed corpses in Festus’ laboratory turned their heads to look at him. With one voice emanating from a score of parched throats they made him an offer, except it wasn't them, as the speaker was none other than [[Nurgle]] himself.

Nurgle's offer was to have all the knowledge necessary to stop the plague as well as ALL diseases. So Festus, being as determined as he was, agreed. It was then that Nurgle thrust all of his unfathomable knowledge of poxes, plagues and poisons into Festus' mind, driving him mad, washing away his compassion and sending him spiraling into the Chaos Wastes.

From this point onward, Festus was obsessed with experimenting and creating both new diseases as well as testing those that Nurgle had given him knowledge of. He spent his life seeking new 'patients' to do so with. At one point he returned to the Empire in disguise to cure an Empire noble of a disease. Though he cured the disease he was hired to, Festus left the man with ten more, and several epidemics spread through the town. This lasted unto an unspecified point where he found himself in Altdorf's sewer system, setting up home in his old, now abandoned, labratory.

Prior to [[Archaon]] selecting the [[Glottkin]] to lead his vanguard assault against the Empire, Festus was approached by none other than [[Ku'Gath]] Plaguefather. The Greater demon emerged from Festus' cauldron (who knows how he fit in there though) with instructions from Nurgle himself to create a spell of such power that it would tear open a rift between reality and Nurgle's Garden and let it spill into Altdorf. Festus made about preparing the great spell, sacrificing many souls to his pot as well as working tirelessly while the Glottkin, [[Gutrot Spume]] and the [[Maggoth Lords|Maggoth Riders of Icehorn Peak]] seiged Middenheim, Carroburg, Talabheim, and the Drakwald respectivley. Festus' machinations beneath the poor slums of Altdorf caused widespread disease as the plague fumes from his spell wafted through the city, striking down the poor quarter and costing the city valuable resources it would need in the fight to come.

However, this did not go undetected. Newly appointed Supreme Patriarch Gregor Martak, at the behest of one of the sisters of [[Shallya]], urged Reiksmarshal Kurt Hellborg to spare some troops to investigate. However, his pleas went on deaf ears and as a result, Martak left the city to find the then-missing [[Karl Franz]]. All the while, Festus helped severely weaken the defenses of Altdorf even as its defenders tried to rebuild and fortify. His efforts also caused plague to hasten which caused Hellborg to look like a tyrant guarding and controlling the food supplies and to quell several minor insurrections from the inhabitants. Festus was a shit-stirrer, indeed (excuse the Nurglesque pun).

By the time the three armies converged upon a crippled and plague riddled Altdorf, Festus set the spell in motion. A massive vortex ripped up through Altdorf, allowing demonic growths to grow rampant and demons to rain from the sky. At this point, the assault began from all three armies and Festus made his move. Nurgle was pleased as fuck with his mortal fat friend so he took away all his tiredness from having worked without pause for months and gave him new strength and powers, and even planned to offer Festus [[Daemon Prince|daemonhood]], the ultimate blessing to a champion of Chaos. At this point Ku'Gath came into the mortal realm and burst up out of the cauldron, with growths spreading at a disgustingly rapid pace through the slums. Ku'gath and Festus emerged from the sewers in the poor distract with an army of plague-riddled demons at their back and began an assault on the Temple of Shallya, slaughtering the meager forces of the Empire stationed there. Festus himself directed the Greater Demon to break into the temple, pointing and goading it and the infernal army to despoil the sacred place.

Almost out of convenience (as if GW would ever do such a thing) Louen Leonceur of [[Bretonnia]] descended and began a brutal if short lived assault that saw both the former king's hippogryph a bloody mess, as well as the corporeal form of the Plaguefather sent back to the realm of Chaos. Outraged and devastated, Festus lunged at the broken king only to meet [[Vlad von Carstein]] - who had come to aid the human defenders in his bid for Elector Counthood - in single combat. It was a brief assault which seen Vlad 'killed' as Festus spewed corrosive vomit all over him, melting him away. Mere moments later, Vlad, resurrected by his ring, dived on to the bloated and empowered Festus, impaling him in the heart with a wooden stake. Ironically, Festus at first began to laugh away the wound, but the regenerative abilities locked in his fat flesh spilled forth into the wood of the stake. The life-giving energy spread rapidly through him, twisting his form into that of a giant, twisted tree, tearing him apart. With Festus and the Plaguefather now dead, the demons in that quarter began to give ground rapidly to the massive undead host.

He has since come back in [[Age of Sigmar|that newfangled setting]], and is basically just doing the exact same shit he was doing before and during the End Times.
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