A bizarre being is before you, a mythically majestic masculine form, like a great green mountain on the horizon, draped in ragged silk as a loincloth, giant tattooed body adorned with ornate cultic jewelry. Giant blue eyes shift slowly to look at you and you feel immediately puny and insignificant. The elder god speaks. I-... have always been so lonely. So alone. But not anymore. Not now. Cthulhu glistened surreally, as if his skin is coated in a crystalline layer wherever the limited light hit his fantastic physique. A kaleidoscopic bloom lingered after the light faded, twinkling in the mists.