As twilight fell once again on Innsmouth, the blasphemous, and wicked ritual kicked off.
The residents of Innsmouth, gathered inside the Church of Dagon, holding torches and looking at the filthy, ugly statue in front of them, shouted the name of their worshipped deity, praying and pleading for its mercy and salvation. They wished that their revered deity could release them from their nightmares.
Even more devout were the core cultists assembled below the church. They raised their hands high, uttering vile and deformed spells.
"In the name of the deep-sea Y'ha, Land of Enns Lei and its inhabitants, praise the 'Ruler of All'. In the name of the 'Sign of Kish' and all who obey this sign, praise the creator of the seal. In the name of the 'Gateway to R'lyeh' and all who use this gate — current and future, praise the one beyond the gate. In the name of 'The One Who Will Come'...…Phnglui mglwnafh Cthulu R'lyeh wgahnagl fhtagn!"
