The Unmade follow the path of the Flayed Prince. His holy text is bound in human skin and written with a delicate hand in dried blood. The book speaks of the wonders that the progenitor of The Flayed witnessed beyond the veil, and the blissful ascension that awaits the Unmade when they finally join him in the embrace of agony.[2e] It is only through giving and receiving agony can true worship of Chaos be enacted.[2a]
When a child of the tribe comes of age, they have their face flayed, cured and then attached to their armour. As they grow older, more and more of their flesh is sacrificed in painful rituals, exchanging limbs for weapons until they have completely discarded their humanity and devoted themselves totally to their gods. Victims of the tribe are displayed in giblets and cages to spread terror. [2a]
Centuries ago, the ancient progenitor and prophet of the Unamde is Vourneste who turned to Chaos to protect his people from the undead, in doing so he became the Flayed Prince who led his subjects in terrifying rituals of mutilation where they worshipped the pain they gave and received.[2c] He eventually made a pilgrimage to the Eightpoints but there disappeared. It is said he left a legacy of glorious torment for his followers to find and this draws them to the area.[2b]
The Unmade make no distinction between the weapons they wield and their own flesh and bone. To them, the blades and impaling hooks they attach to their bodies are merely extensions of their physical form. The Unmade’s greatest warriors are as much metal as organic matter, having sacrificed their flesh in order to become more efficient instruments of torment. Armed with scythe-limbs, these zealots leap and spin across the battlefield in a terrifyingly erratic dance, sending the limbs and flesh of their foes spiralling into the air in their wake.[2d]
Having transformed themselves into pure instruments of torment, Blissful Ones caper and whirl across the battlefield, their scythe-limbs bloodily dismembering anything in their path.
It is the duty of the living weapons known as Joyous Ones to seek out the enemy’s fiercest champions and strip the flesh from their bones in a flurry of razor-sharp blades.
Awakened Ones warriors have taken the first steps upon the path to Unmaking, flaying the skin from their own faces and taking up instruments of excruciation with which to peel the flesh from their foes.The brutal also polearms wielded by Awakened Ones are tipped with hooks and cruel man-catcher jaws, used to impale and drag enemy warriors to the ground.
Having carved their own limbs off and replaced them with gruesome flesh-hooks, the Ascended Ones are one step closer to the sadistic enlightenment that they crave.
|Agony is our gift.[2a]|
- 1: The Unmade Product Description
- 2: Warcry Core Book
- 3: Warcry Factions