"What are we? Your scholars claim we exist only to tempt you, yet in a very real way we are you. We are your own desires, your own fears, your own ambitions and rages, given form (if not flesh). How can you fight us? Only by fighting your own Humanity, and why would you want to do that? You would be fighting against life itself. For what is Chaos but life?"
- —Tzaal, Momentarily lucid Horror.[3a]
Pink Horrors, known also as "Whirling Destroyers," "Squealers" or "Spinning Sourguts," are Lesser Daemons of Tzeentch, the Chaos God of change and intrigue, and the footsoldiers of his Daemonic legions, identified by their luminescent pink skin and their squeals of high-pitched laughter.
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A Pink Horror
Unique in their form's utter unpredictability, Pink Horrors are shapeless masses of solid magic that undulate and transform, cycling through a myriad of different shapes and colours, ever-changing, always in a state of becoming. New faces push out against their rubbery hides only to retreat as the section is replaced by a new flap of skin or a nest of writhing tentacles. They amble along, warping everything they touch, spraying showers of multi-coloured sparks with incredible bursts.[2a]
A Pink Horror as depicted in Total War: Warhammer III.
Their behaviour is no less random. One Pink Horror might caper and gambol about, tearing at its strange flesh, while another shrieks and giggles like the maddest of Men. Some grumble and lash out, letting loose terrifying shrieks or streams of nonsense, and others are utterly silent, nearly immobile, trembling with barely contained energy.[2a]
Spellcasting fills Pink Horrors with joy, and they emit especial merriment as eldritch energy screeches from their upraised hands. Pink Horrors congregate in packs, the magic in their forms harmonising to reach new levels of potency. A single Pink Horror is capable of loosing gouts of eldritch fire, but when gathered in herds, they can change the very fabric of realities, launching waves of changing energy that wreaks havoc with their opponents' forms.[2a]
Don't believe for a minute that simply slaying these Daemons is the answer. When wounded, a Pink Horror exhales a final lunatic cackle before rapidly decomposing into an ectoplasmic blob of gyrating magic, which swiftly alters colour and divides into two Blue Horrors -- diminutive replicas of their parent Daemon.[1a]
Exalted Pink Horrors[]
An Exalted Pink Horror as depicted in Total War: Warhammer III.
Exalted Pink Horrors are more powerful and highly-ranked Pink Horrors in service to Tzeentch who have command units of their lesser brethren.
As some of the lowest-ranked Daemons of the Changer of Ways, individual Horrors don't tend to last very long. Whether in the Realm of Chaos or present on the mortal plane, most Pink Horrors live mayfly-short lives before being split into Blue Horrors, being banished back to the Aethyr or reverting back to raw magical energy that is reabsorbed by their patron Chaos God. However, a rare few have survived long enough to reach somewhat of a "veteran" status in the armies of the Architect of Fate.[4]
Those Pink Horrors that have proven sufficiently powerful, cunning, or mad and survived many battles, not to mention the raucous, random happenings of their home dimension, may become Exalted by the Great Deceiver. Exalted Pink Horrors consider themselves first among the lower Daemonic servants of Tzeentch. Quite how much actual respect, or even acknowledgement, the Greater Daemons of Tzeentch pay them is unknown, but the ever-higher pitch of their excited squeals means, at least, that they themselves enjoy their higher status.[4]
Exalted Pink Horrors are generally better at both fighting and spouting magical energy at the foe and are distinguishable on sight from their lower-ranked kin, wearing golden trappings and sporting additional eyes and large horns on their heads as marks of Tzeentch's favour. When not directly in combat, these higher-ranked Squealers can still be put to use, conjuring forth the Winds of Magic for the Tzeentchian spellcasters to use against the enemies of their ever-mercurial lord.[4]
Notable Regiments[]
- The Sourguts - These Pink Horrors are as deadly in death as they are in life, emitting a sour discharge upon their banishment back to the Realm of Chaos.[4]
- Blazing Squealers - These Exalted Pink Horrors are living conduits to the realm of Tzeentch, channelling volatile warpfire directly from his dark abode, the Realm of the Sorcerer.[4]
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