![]() You dance with your followers, keep them fed, watch them become friends, then just sacrifice them for your benefit. It’s this amazing mix of dark and cutesy. You gather followers who power you up through their faith and then set out on a crusade to kill the Bishops of the Old Way and release your sinister benefactor. Feeling a bit malicious, you do exactly that. Rather than die, you’re sent to The One Who Waits, an old god who asks you to start a cult and sends you right back to get revenge. You play as the last sacrificial lamb who was… sacrificed, presumably to avoid being sacrificed in a different way. When the lamb comes to raise, the end of days, the end of days I guess what I’m saying is: I could be swayed. However, no one has given me a rocking crown and evil powers like in Cult of the Lamb. In any case, I’ve had no interest in running a cult. There’s a quip somewhere in there about the Catholic Church, but I’m going to show uncharacteristic restraint. So, I don’t understand how anyone can convince anyone to sit through weird rituals and abuse for that long. When someone tells me they’ve got it all figured out, I’m not going to disparage them, but they probably know about as much as any of us here on Earth does: not all that much. But, I mean, stealing a cow or two would have probably been more innocent than what they were actually found to be responsible for.Īs a skeptic, I don’t really understand cults. Don’t get me wrong, they never stole one that he knew of, but you have to ask people if they’ve seen a cow recently. Anytime a cow went missing, he went over to talk to them. Their compound was actually right next to my grandfather’s cattle ranch. Some incredibly disturbing stuff happened. Before you go looking them up, just a warning: it’s definitely one of those cults. ![]() During the ‘80s, a cult named the Ant Hill Kids led by Roch Thériault operated near it. The celebrations also usually feature the appearance of Taal and Rhya to bless the community and celebrate their rebirth and renewed love.My family sort of centers around this town in Southern Ontario called Burnt River. Garlands of flowers and woven branches are paraded around the fires much like our own 'May Day' festivities and prayers are offered to Taal, Rhya and Manann for a bountiful harvest and fruitful year. The smearing of bodies with earth and ash symbolises the unity between man and the soil whilst the ritual washing is supposed to symbolise the nurturing or the nature spirit. Rural celebrations are more traditional with the ritual sacrifice of a lamb to the Gods followed by drinking, feasting, and dancing around a bonfire by scantily clad village maidens and young men wearing horned headdresses. Stalls pay dearly for licenses to sell street food or souvenirs whilst pick-pockets and cut-purses prey on the unwary having paid heavy for the privilege of working the crowds to the local thieves guild. Theoretically, the day is a public holiday and so all shops and traders should be closed, but in practice, the attraction of huge numbers of people to the locale usually results in a similar increase in commercial activity both lawful and unlawful to exploit the crowds. Urban celebrations of Mitterfruhl usually involve public festivities, dancing, fairs and music. It's quite possible that the eggs themselves are commissioned and sold by Sigmarite agents who pay a hefty commission to the church for the privilege. Given that there are no griffons in the mountains and that there are no mountains anywhere near Altdorf it seems more likely that this is just the Sigmarite Church trying to muscle in on the popularity of the festival and provide rich Altdorfers something to waste their money on in order to swell the cult's coffers. Military disaster is foretold for a year when no egg can be presented. Few return, and only the largest egg is chosen. Adventurers comb the mountains for a suitable egg in the preceding months. ![]() The followers of Ulric ritually lament their god’s passing and his priests remain in mourning until the autumn.Ī notable but more dubious custom in Altdorf is the offering of a painted griffon’s egg to the Temple of Sigmar. Manann their son also receives a sacrifice in the hope that he will not become angry but will favour the world with fair weather, calm the seas and spare the land from storms, and flooding rivers that will damage the future harvest. ![]() The transfer of power is recognised by farmers and peasants by the sacrifice a firstborn lamb to Taal and Rhya. The Spring Equinox or Mitterfruhl is the day on the Imperial Calendar when Ulric the God of Winter finally relinquishes his control of the world to his brother Taal the God of Nature and his wife Rhya the Earth Mother. ![]()
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