Lesser Daemons of Tzentch do not have solid material bodies. They are formed from pure magic, sometimes blurring into a frantic little mass of pinkness as they dash and scamper across the battlefield. Strangest of all is their ecstatic cackle which sounds like the ceaseless braying of a lunatic. Pink Horrors continually make this noise, so the approach of several together sounds unnervingly like the advance of the horders of Badlam itself. As they laugh, the air around them fills with little strands of pink magic and the ground about their feet smoulders with a curoius rosy light.
Pink Horrors are the magically fashioned slaves of the Lords of Change. To the Greater Daemons they are beyong consideration, mere automatons to be expended as part of their carefully wrought plans. On the battlefield they whirl about in a frantic and barely controlled ecstasy, chuckling insanely and streching out their long arms in anticipation of the fight. Because they are mdae from raw magic, Pink Horrors can cast speels as they dance about the battlefield. The casting of a spell seems to fill them with increaded joy, and they emit especially high pitched squeals of laughter as the magic screams and screeches in the air above their upraised arms. Combat drives them to new delights, and even death seems to satisfy some deeply rooted complusion. In fact, Pink Horrors cannot die as such - when dealt a mortal blow they turn into a blob of gyrating magic. This changes colour to blue and then divides into two Bluee Horrors with a characteristic whoop of satisfaction. Blue Horrors are fairly similar to Pink Horrors, except that they are half the size and their ecstatic cackles are even more highly pitched and piercing.
The Lesser Daemons of Tzeentch are known as Horrors. They take two distinct forms - the Pink Horror and the Blue Horror, but they fight together side by side as part of the same body of daemonic troops. Apart from its glowing pink skin, the Pink Horror is easily recognised by its high-pitched squels of laughter, giving the Daemon two of its other common name: the Squealer or Screamer. The second type of Horror is the Blue Horror. It is almost identical in shape to the Pink Horror, but it is blue rather than pink, and its temperament is quite different. It wears a perpetual scowl and is thoroughly bad-tempered. It sneers and grumbles, muttering to itself in a low whining voice which gives way in battle to a snarling outburst of rage.
Pink Horrors are created from the raw stuff of magic as slaves for Tzeentch. On the battlefield they blur into multi-coloured masses of magic, cackling and braying like lunatics as they stream foward at Tzeentch's bidding. Worst of all, when they are struck down the magic of their nature splits into two lavles forming into slouching, grumbling Blue Horrors to continue their work.