Nil ann ach cleasai, agus tá an iomad measa aige air féin... The trickster thinks too much of himself... Let them soak in their own hatred and ignorance. How tiring to watch these insects growling against us all day from this high. They think that they can send fear to our heart with the mention of 'Who She Thirst' but they forget that our only remaining pleasure is to bring death to the enemies of our Craft Worlds.
You see, dog? Maybe you think that we are alone but we always there for each other *She step to the side of the wiser Seer* Your mortal eyes shall not see us where we are - behind the stars - yet you dare to oppose us. (I'm really happy because of this RP )
And there lies your weakness, you rely upon too much upon one another. A warrior of the blood god knows it is his sole duty to ensure his own survival. But then, I didn't expect such creatures to understand the concept of personal honor and martial skill.
Foolish wolf pup, so eager to face his death. I welcome any chance to face a worthy challenger, so long as Khorne gets a skull worth placing at his throne. Come forth if you dare, for my axe hungers for the blood of the foolish lapdogs of the Emperor.
What do you know about honor or martial skill? You are nothing more than a mere slave of you bloody deity, a puppet, a worm from millions. You only know carnage and mindless blood-lust, the same as every human. The "wolf" is not better, both of you serving fake gods, but you will do great service as a walking path when Our True God will walk amongst us.
And here I believed the Eldar to be somewhat enlightened, yet you so easily cast each human as a bloody savage as we cast you to be xenophobic elitists. A shame really, for one who can see into the future, you lack the ability understand what is directly infront of you. *Chuckles darkly* Fake gods? I seem to recall Slaanesh easily tearing apart whatever deities you worshiped with relative ease, a nice homage to the Eldar race as a whole, all fragile beings who cannot even withstand the lowests of the Ruinous Powers. Still, the Blood Father apparently saw something in that "War God" Khaine, or else he would have been consumed like the rest, so who am I to challenge his wisdom.
Your axe will never reach this throat in time, your taint slows and weakens you! Do not forget Seer that the Eldar are doomed and dying, do you wish me to accelerate the process? (This is great fun )
And tell me, oh champion of destruction, where were you when the Great Enemy awaken? We saw your whole race struggling with its existence, we were there when you and your comrades betrayed your own brethren. Tell me, what do you know about such wisdom that the gods have? Nothing, as the humans say you don't see the forest from the tree. We were there when Slaneesh appeared in this realm, and we'll be there when she founds her doom by the blood handed god! Go away pests, your words are nothing just a noise that the air makes while flowing out from your lungs.
How amusing, an Eldar telling me I'm the one spewing hot air. I care little for the fate of Slaanesh, just know that your bloodied handed god would simply be saving Khorne the trouble of dealing with that pest himself. I'm sure he'd reward him with a nice place atop his Skull Throne.
