[b][i]The sound of sinister whispering fills your ears as the reality before you buckles and snaps out of sync. All of the color drains out of the air, leaving your vision a sickly green. The ground before you trembles and hisses as burning runes come to life one by one, scorching fiery symbols that become one larger, complex sigil. It creates an 8 pointed star of emerald green flames that burn wilder and wilder until a flaming vortex of swirling warp energy engulfs the space before you. A thickly armored, 14ft tall figure is silhouetted within the flames, backlit by a kaleidoscopic maelstrom of strobing chaos - you realize you're seeing directly into the warp with your physical eyes.. And the Summoner is solidifying before you. The green flames reach a roaring crescendo before being sucked all at once into the eyes of the Summoner as he steps into this reality, the same runes that appeared on the floor flash briefly in his eyes before fading, but the green flames of pure warp energy remain, crackling and smoking. His hulking battle-plate armor writhes as the enslaved demons within it make strange, inhuman expressions, regarding you with interest. Some of them are silently screaming in horror, you hear their echoes in the warp all around you. He steps closer, reality continues to twist and contort as the being before you exists in both realms, each realm repelling the other like powerful magnets of the same, negative charge. The Summoner's consciousness mingles with yours, exchanging images of war, history, and powerful memories. He brings you up to speed on the current situation of things without uttering a single word. You learn languages and the meanings of symbols, then you realize where his great power comes from. He is the chosen champion of Slaanesh, a Primordial God of chaos. Slaanesh allows the power of the warp to flow through the Summoner freely. 20,000 years of unholy campaigns, destruction of worlds, and Immolating countless souls in the name of chaos, floods through your consciousness all at once. He locks eyes with you. "Welcome to the Prison of Exiles." Says the Summoner [/i][/b]

[b]Feryun was shocked at how easily The Summoner penetrated his mind,yet he was also impressed,not many are deemed a Champion by a Chaos God, nonetheless even blessed.[/b] Feryun spoke,this was a rarity. "Aah,so I see The Ruinous powers flow through you...I am impressed. Very so indeed..I must tell you,I will be observing under order of my lord,Tzneetch he has sent me to Observe this Ship." The voice was rather Silky smooth [spoiler]o bby[/spoiler] yet with a hint of corruption.

[b][i]The Summoner nods in understanding. "You will be welcomed to my council, and you'll find Slaanesh an irresistible host.. Our ways differ from the legacy of your liege, but I suggest you explore this opportunity and entertain making yourself open... Because you won't be leaving any time soon." [/i][/b]

"I will stay to my ways of My Lord thank you,I still have debts to be repaid." Under the helmet the man frowned. Knowing that he did have a massive debt to repay for even being a Sorcerer of Tzneetch.

[b][i]"That's honorable, but that's what they all say when they arrive... Perhaps you're different." Says the Summoner as he eyes you up and down. "I feel your powers, they're quite considerable.. But be careful not to draw attention to yourself. There is a presence here who's attention would lead to undesirable outcomes." [/i][/b]