These cultists lack flair to the job. Shambling corpses and diseases everywhere.
When will they learn the true beauty of the Älfar ways.
Murals and paintings depicting their victory after victory, the very pictures and monuments feature the rotting corpses of their dead enemies. The swirling blood is made into art to take the breathe from even the most stoic of fighters.
The love they put into scraping the meat from bone, bringing it to a shine even as they meticulously carve it into further masterpieces.
Skin is their parchment, and blood the ink. 

No flair, these demon praisers.
[@TheDarkTemplar]