Feb 21, 2018
When the Ancient Ones have occasionally turned their attention to our tiny corner of the universe, it has often been due to a small subset of wrongheaded worshippers calling out to the cosmos for power.
Now, the stars have aligned to amplify this call in Masks of Nyarlathotep, the newest expansion for Eldritch Horror, now available from Fantasy Flight Games.
There is very little light in the cavern, and you’re certain that he hasn’t noticed you following him. You shiver as the silhouette of Nyarlathotep himself stands before the round, dark pool of liquid not more than twenty feet from where you are hiding. For a moment, he looks like a normal man as he sets the tips of his fingers to the surface of the pool. A sour-smelling phosphor seeps out from his touch and spreads across the liquid. The sickly light deepens shadows and casts a lurid sheen into the dank corners of the cave. Voices echo on all sides as the water ripples and flexes, and you can see Nyarlathotep’s form shift and flow effortlessly from one grotesque visage to the next. Its head snaps, stretches, and gibbers at each shadow in its turn. You lose track of how long the barrage of uncanny sound continues, when suddenly, silence reigns. Acutely aware of your labored breathing, you try to calm your fraying nerves and remain hidden. “It won’t matter, you know,” says Nyarlathotep crisply, and your mouth goes dry. It’s hard to tell in the darkness, but you’re sure he’s looking directly at you. “You can struggle and rage against their arrival, but they will come. Your world is forfeit… but I will savor your pathetic efforts.” With that, you can just see the figure Nyarlathotep bend bonelessly and slip into the inky pool as you sprint towards the cavern’s exit.