Hey
@torroar, what Slann generation is Ulha'up? Something tells me he's not a older one that spent a lot of time around the Old Ones
As mentioned by iggyfan linking to one of my own posts:
He's a Second Generation Slann, and is in fact just slightly younger than Mazdamundi by a hair. He is also, however, completely insane, because you have to be a completely insane Slann to go off proselytizing to the warmbloods because you think it's the only way the Old Ones will fully come back. And has no connection with the Sublime Communion which has its own issues.
Huh, looking at that quote you provided... are they growing new warp entities into gods based on the teachings of the old ones? Interesting. When I read the bit about the chieftess surviving the cannon hit I figured it was just the slann using magic to protect them. It being actual divine favor is a hell of a thing.
About that:
Not new entities. The same old one gods still respond to prayers.
Yeah. The Old Ones still respond to entreaties, ritual sacrifices, etc. Sotek is just the most visibly active about it with snake plagues and the like.
Here's a quote from the wiki on
Quetzl, which is from a White Dwarf issue, which in-universe is from a Jade Wizard observer, with emphasis from me:
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Delving deep into the tales surrounding this particular Old One, scholars have uncovered a number of references to protective magic, though at first some mistakenly concluded that these referred to Tepok, the inscrutable god more normally linked with the warding of harmful magicks. However, it would appear, going by the accounts of a number of mages who have visited Lustria and witnessed the Lizardmen in combat, that Quetzl is also called upon to provide arcane protection from mundane attacks.
In his writings on his expedition to Lustria, entitled
"In the Garden of the Gods", the noted mage of the Jade Order Cyrston von Danling states that he witnessed a punitive raid by a force of Lizardmen upon Port Reaver. The defenders scrambled to man their defences and eventually made ready a number of artillery pieces, which they brought to bear upon the attacking Saurus
. A cannonball from the first volley apparently struck the Lizardmen's leader, a mighty Saurus mounted upon the back of a hissing Cold One. As the missile struck, an explosion of multi-hued light burst around the Saurus, blinding many with its dazzling brilliance. The Saurus was quite unharmed, the cannonball having been dissolved to nothing by some magical means. Von Danling states that his own magical sight afforded him a view of the event that those not gifted with the mage's skills were unaware of. According to him, a ghostlike, clawed hand seemed to manifest before the Saurus and physically block the cannonball, transmutating it from mundane matter into the very stuff of magic, whereby it dissipated upon the arcane winds. Von Danling claims to have
felt the presence of a being of immeasurable power, if only for an instant. In that split second he felt utterly humbled and insignificant before a presence of incalculable age and power. Of course, he states he was in the presence of the Old One Quetzl. Most believe that the noted wizard von Danling had spent too long in the sun.
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So....yeah. The Old Ones are largely gone from the world, but they are not GONE gone. Which, technically, lends some credence to Ulha'up's insanity, in that if they aren't fully gone then they might come more fully back, but...yeah. God stuff is funky.
More to the point, from
Mothers of Mallus (with some extra bolding not present in the interlude):
"That Chotec can warm our bones! That Tlanxla will guide our riders and chariots, that Potec will protect us against the darkness that would warp us, change us! In all the Old Ones! I have faith!"
She slammed a fist against her chest, or rather, against her tattoo which seemed to be glittering brighter and brighter.
"That a true warrior, such as myself, might be protected from the foe on the battlefield!"
Finally, Freya looked up, eyes unblinking as she stared at the incoming comets of bleched death fired from the distant hellcannons, three of them falling directly towards her. Who were these poor unfortunate souls, their bodies tossed into the dire-furance of the hellcannon, their souls churned by the dameon-engine's dire-furnace into bolts of energy? None might ever know, not all of them. Yet for all that, as they screamed down through the blizzard's winds, Freya Blazeheart did not move. Instead, she spread her arms wide again. Behind, the rest of the Uxmaegr began to stamp their feet and chant the word 'faith' again and again, louder and louder, all the while the dwarfs shifted uneasily.
"FAITH!" She cried aloud before all three crashed down upon her, her tattoo now outright glowing.
As had been learned by many of the fighters during the Great War Against Chaos, a single bolt fired from a hellcannon shook the earth. The land became briefly as water, shattering legs and bodies alike with sheer physical force. The infernal flames could roast the skin and flesh from blackened bone within seconds, as many had discovered to their misfortune. Three bolts cracked the icy ground and cratered it, the explosion so bright as to demand a hand or arm to cover the eyes, for eyelids alone would provide no protection whatsoever.
And yet.
"AND FAITH!"
Freya Blazeheart walked out of the crater, utterly unharmed.
The faintest outline of a gargantuan shimmering reptilian and clawed hand slowly lifted up out of sight from where it had cupped itself over her. She grinned with wide teeth that had been purposefully filed into sharp points. The tattooed glyph of Quetzl the Protector continued to burn brightly before it slowly dimmed back to the unnatural glittering of before.
"Is all I need," she concluded before whipping her mace forward. "UXMAEGR! GAR!" She screamed the word for 'attack' in Saurian.
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Bit of literal parallelism from the source material, as it were. Freya's got divine Ward Save, or maybe just straight up Invulnerability Saves if we were looking at WH40K like with Ghazghkull, thanks to her fervent worship of Quetzl and the other Old Ones. Because whatever you think about the Norscans, it is undeniable that they are fervent, active, constant participants in the religions they partake in, seeing signs of their Gods in literally everything with all the prayer/sacrifice they can manage, a lot of the time.
Also, straight up:
The Ravings Of Cyrston von Danling: Rumors abound within the Jade College this year on a text penned by Master Wizard Cyrston von Danling who undertook a journey west across the ocean to examine the strange flora and fauna of Lustria with more suitable eyes than those without magic could manage. Amongst this text, called In the Garden of the Gods' he clearly got waylaid by the mysteries of the Lizardmen. While the Slann certainly do exist, the culture and thought processes of the Lizadmen remain unknown even to the great instructor Teclis. There are plenty of examinations of plant life and many animals that the Amber Brotherhood would no doubt like to examine, there is one part that sticks out. At one point, during a raid on Port Reaver by the Lizardmen, he claims he witnessed a saurus warrior somehow accept a cannon strike that was somehow dissolved right before its body. He purports that it was a God of the Lizardmen that did it, when warding and shielding spells are far more likely. Clearly, Von Danling has spent too long in the sun and muck. Worse, the man simply sent out his text while endeavoring to investigate further, and now has disappeared utterly.
So it's all gotten hints here and there. The earthquakes in Kislev, the strange auroras, the Norscans pulling inland so significantly and for so lengthy a time, the strange nightmares and memories, etc. If it weren't for these interlude sections showing them, that would be all the hints you'd have as to a tribe of Norscans worshipping the Old Ones under a Second Generation Slann existing in Norsca fighting alongside the Norscan Dwarfs.
Same as with the Eastern Interludes. Man, how silly would it be if I just had Johanna and Genevieve show up and just be like 'yeah so we did some stuff, I'm an Ascended Vampire and she's an Independent Vampire who has fully shorn her Lahmian heritage to become something else altogether also we were in a big war now we're gonna do some other stuff'.