People who have access to internet type things, will find a video that's become surprisingly popular on whatever that world's equivalent to youtube is, if available. Most people are in denial that this happened, some are calling Conspiracy!!1one, and others are, as is always with the intarwebs, trolling the legitimate commenters. However, it's not too hard to comment, if it feels necessary to you.
The video is set on a rather torn world- they appear to have been attacked to a very severe degree by the gas and zombies sent out from Weisdia. It's a city area of a somewhat 'modern earth' appearance, and very barren looking- most of the buildings seem to be abandoned or boarded up. There are corpses in the street, busted up cars... this place has had it pretty badly. Whoever is holding the transmission device- the camera, per say, isn't holding it very steady. The frame rate is low, implying that it is not professional gear- or even that high tech. It's looking around for a bit, until it stops, out of focus, on a group of people arriving.
The centermost of the group is a man in decadant robes. They're mostly black, folded over in a somewhat Asian appearance, but that's where that influence ends. They're decorated with gold- lots of gold trim and incredibly ornate embroidery. The man's feet are not revealed underneath the robes, as they're long enough to trail just slightly on the ground behind him. The sleeves are long- perhaps if he didn't have his hands held together, they would be visible. But as of now, they aren't. They're hidden within the very wide open sleeves. For the most part, he has a very regal appearance. Short cut, black hair. Very tan skinned. Very dark eyes. Moustache and goutee. He possesses this... exotic appearance.
But, as was mentioned, he's not alone. There are three soldiers on either side of him, totalling to six. Each of them is armored in a gray silver steel plate, chainmail, metal gauntlets, high metal collars, metal greaves... they've got it all. They're very well built- appearing to have a great deal of physical strength. They all have their hair done to varying degrees, but the one thing they have in common is that each of them have tattoos on their foreheads. They're tattoos of different designs, but all are done with black pigment.
"You have nothing to fear," the dark robed man speaks- his voice a strange amalgamation of two different pitches- its as if two different beings are speaking through his lips simultaneously. "I mean you no harm." He reaches out with both of his hands, the length of the sleeves draping down past his waist and nearly to the ground as well.
With these words, people seem to be poking out of various areas. The man is certainly intimidating, especially with the soldiers alongside him. He eventually gestures a bit. The Jaffa to the right steps forward. "Our Lord requests that you bring one of your sick forward." People don't move immediately, and it seems that the man is about to do something to bring that request into a demand, when the 'lord' gestures idly. Another silent command- this one to not handle this in such a manner- not in a manner that Jaffa are mostly used to taking.
Ba'al steps forward, approaching one of the people- she seems to be in bad shape, coughing occaisionally and whatnot. As it appears that the gas inhalation is starting to affect her and make her more ill. He kneels down next to her, speaks quietly, and she looks almost ready to suddenly back away, when he reaches out to grab her wrist with one hand. The other reaches out. Only briefly, can the strange device set upon his hand be visible. But he holds it up above her, and a light shines down on her face. She suddenly drops back, unconscious, and he catches her. Ba'al continues to use the device running it, slowly, along her body... until he finally lifts his hand and the light cuts off.
"When she awakens, you will find that she has been healed. This is only a sample of the power I possess, and that with you cooperation, I will become your savior." Ba'al moves to stand before he calls out, speaking in a harsh sounding language- one that the Jaffa obviously understand. They quickly move out. "I am easy to contact. Leave a message in just about any open communication, and I'll be sure to receive it."
--this is where the video has been cut off.