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"He's dead."

"Hm?" the Grand Shadowseer looked up at the lesser disciple of the Laughing God who had disrupted his meditation.

"Eldrad Ulthran of Ulthwe. He is dead."

Roused, the Shadowseer rose to his feet. "You are certain?"

"Yes."

"Then we have no time to waste. The incursion has been halted. It is now time for us to strike back. The Webway shall ring with our songs. Our time will not come again. Our time is now."

The Harlequin nodded. They had prepared for this moment for centuries, and now it was finally starting. He knew what he had to do, and, bowing his head, he fled from the Grand Shadowseer's sight.

"Our time is running out."

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On a desert battlefield, the bodies of corrupted dead lay like stones. The enemy had been routed, and the Burning Lance strode like a daemon over the dunes, evaporating any of the foe he found still living with his mighty pike. This day the red harvest had been magnificent. Yet something stirred in the back of his mind, and Fuegan turned his gaze toward the barren sun of this system.

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Across the Craftworlds, portals roared into existence. Amid the glorious spires of Ulthwe, the clan halls of Saim Hann and the flowing red rivers of Kianshemas, Harlequins ran. Over the verdant pastures of Exodite maiden worlds, on the bridges of the star-striding vessels of the Corsairs and even in the dread halls of the dark city of Commorragh itself the followers of Cegorach capered and danced, bringing news and tidings of wars that had been, wars that were, and, most significantly, the war that was to come.

It was a legend that all Eldar knew. But something had been lacking in the legend - it failed to specify anything like a duration. Something marvelous was to come. Something marvelous and terrible.

Blood ran. Anger rose. Death woke.

The war calls.

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Of all the races of our galaxy, none can match the Eldar for psychic potential. It is this hypersensitivity that first drew the gaze of the dark gods to this fair race, and has proved simultaneously their greatest strength and their ultimate downfall. Thanks to their hubris and decadence, an empire of billions was brought to its knees with barely five score bastions remaining as testament to their former might.

This holocaust, coupled with their prodigious future-gazing abilities, would be enough to send a lesser race into a spiraling cascade of despair and self-destruction, but not so for the Eldar. When naught but death and a slow decay into anonymity is all the future holds for you, why bother going on?

I can only countenance one answer: that these aliens have seen their end, and it is far brighter and more glorious than any previous event in their already distinguished history. I pray that humanity will survive it.


- Inquisitor Jecht Guildenstern's last report to the Ordo Xenos on the Eldar

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"We have always considered the Rhana Dandra to be the last, single great battle against the forces of Chaos. The battle where those last few of our race make their final stand, and the mighty Phoenix Lords finally fall for the last time, along with every other noble Eldar living in those dark times to come. Perhaps this should herald the birth of our final god, perhaps it will all be for naught, but nevertheless it has always been considered to be a final, beautiful, sole event.

What if we were wrong? What if it is beginning, even now? What if this Rhana Dandra is not a battle, but a war? A monstrous and long-lasting shadow war that shall simply culminate in the final battle the stories tell us of?

I fear it has already begun, and the followers of Cegorach, should they survive, will be able to add a wondrous finale to their 'Dance Without End.'"


-Farseer Anthillien of Ulthwe

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Gather round, my friends. Gather, and hark unto me. Farseers, Autarchs, Pirate Captains, Exodite Matriarchs, fellow Great Harlequins, and, it seems, some of our Dark Kin - I am pleased to see you also see the significance in what I have to say. My messengers by now will have reached you all, and you will know why I have gathered you here. The final war has begun. The dread despoiler of Chaos, he who bears the mark of all four Gods ascendant, has been vanquished and driven back by the combined forces of Man and Eldar at the height of his thirteenth foray out of the baleful eye of darkness, yet we have no time for respite. Nor does our brief alliance with the Imperium allow us any opportunity for forgiveness - they remain the same as they always have been, locusts on the domain that was once ours.

I cannot lie to you, though. Our days in this realm are fading. Scant millennia remain before we shall all be annihilated. While he has been defeated, the Despoiler will return. The undying followers of the C'tan are rising. And the great beast from beyond the Eastern Fringe shows no signs of slowing, as I'm sure those of you from proud Iyanden can attest.

We have, I believe, only one option.

We must strike out. No delays. No more meditation on the matter. We have spent thousands upon thousands of years preparing for a future that may come, yet now it is clear in the wake of such wholesale chaotic destruction that we must take great, singular action now. We must strike out. Too many times have we made petty war amongst ourselves, bickering over alternative interpretations of what is yet to come to pass. We must unite.

We cannot wait for our glory to simply come again, as if the turning of the tides. We must take it ourselves.

Now.

- Grand Harlequin Cedhoradh addressing the largest Eldar conclave of its kind, 887.M42

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Well boys and girls, I think you know what this is all about now! This is indeed, as some of you have surmised, a grand campaign I have organised for you, the Eldar players of Tau Online. This is just a brief chunk of background to whet your appetites, soon I shall provide you with more immediate objectives than "Go out and make war" and inform you how you can contribute to this - but let me tell you, there are many ways for you to get involved, even if you can't play any games you will still have an effect on the storyline should you wish it.

Full rules will be up either later tonight or tomorrow morning, but until then... feel free to comment! In character as your army's commander or otherwise, I don't mind - though obviously I'd prefer the former!

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Edit: I thought this went without saying, but I had a PM inquiring about it. You may NOT post or play as a non-Eldar race of any kind - Tau, Human, whatever. This is only for Eldar, though it does apply to all kinds of Eldar, as evidenced by the business in the opening bumf about messengers going to Exodite worlds, pirate ships and even to Commorragh itself.
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