They also dull the mind, making it harder to appreciate the ordinary and the mundane. They exist to evoke the senses, to create, to experience, and to exult in the mortal whims of passion. They are repulsive and horrific, yet they transfix mortals with a monstrous allure that defies explanation. The Greater Daemons of Slaanesh personify limitless experience and unfettered desire, the very concepts born into flesh. Passion, pleasure, pain, and inspiration: these are the hallmarks of the Keeper of Secrets. Ī Keeper of Secrets assaults an Imperial fortress. All are many-limbed and jewel-eyed, sensuous in movement and brutal indeed. Some are endowed with a decidedly bovine aspect, whilst others have a beguiling and androgynous facial structure that belies a corrupt and debauched heart. Certainly, there is a great deal of variance between these Greater Daemons. No two Keepers of Secrets possess identical features, indeed, the Liber Malefic claims that the appearance of each is sprung from Slaanesh’s capricious whim at the time of the Daemon’s manifestation. Nothing is more delectable to a Keeper than the act of snatching a prideful popinjay from the adulation of his followers, drowning him in stark terror, then returning him, broken-minded and wallowing in his own involuntary filth, to the mockery of the comrades who once roared his praises. To a Keeper of Secrets, fear and lust are the most succulent of dishes, but any mortal rapture provides sustenance - particularly if the victim can be propelled from the heights of one to the depths of another. It draws strength from the corruption of others, and feasts upon sin and excess as a mortal might sup fine wines and sweetmeats. The Keepers of Secrets, known also as the Slayers of Slaanesh, the Feasters of Pain and the Great Horned Ones, are fast, agile and horrific Greater Deamons of Slaanesh, ruiners of purity, despoiler of the faithful and a harbinger of damnation to all that face it.
Come, embrace me, and learn the exquisite gifts my Prince can bestow." - Sss’el’ari the Golden, Keeper of Secrets, Lord of Paramountcy. " What a world you mortals inhabit! Rich in sensation, suffused with suffering and reeking of all manner of unfulfilled desire.
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