The Imperium of Man plays host to a race of weak, misguided fools who worship an empty idol and tenaciously believe their existence in this universe is more than a mere source of amusement for our masters. It is almost saddening to see their blind devotion spell the end of their lives, but we spare no pity for those who dig their own graves. The banners of the False Emperor shall fall and all will know the truth of the powers of the Warp.

The Eldar cower from a universe they no longer understand. Their skills and knowledge are admirable, but for a race whose Farseers are spoken of so highly they seem to enjoy an abundance of short-sightedness. True power shall remain beyond their grasp until their dying race is finally crushed into ash.

The greenskins? Their feeble minds need not comprehend what it is that destroys them, for destroy them we shall. A handy resource for blooding our initiates.

The board is set, the pieces are ready. The Changer of Ways knows your thoughts, your actions, your mind. All that remains is for you to admit your defeat and join Chaos... or die.

And I know you are a dead heretic!!! Let the fires of purification burn your filthy soul!!!

PD: Welcome

Welcome to the forums.

Yes! let their blood pave the road to our success and their demise.

Then die I shall, but not by your hand. You will be dead and gone long before I fall in battle.

Sidenote: welcome to the forum. Hope you'll br having fun here.

I am astartes, the Emperor's finest, I know no fear.
We shall see if you fight as well as you preach, Tratori,

I'm loving the forum so far. I always forget the Warhammer community tends to be great in online games, and so far I've not been disappointed. Looking forward to seeing you all on the battlefield, especially you followers of the corpse-god!

Good to see another fellow follower of "The Changer Of Ways", Welcome to the forums brother.

It seems your chaotic twisted mind has all but created lies. You have deceived yourself into believing that you are superior. We shall see dark one on who falls first in battle. You all shall come, expecting the obvious, the simple, the artless. You all shall stab at the shadows with confused minds and troubled hearts. Meanwhile, we shall appear unseen from ten directions, and from every one strike a fatal blow.

You will not see your death, for you have no right to a glorious battle. You shall be forgotten and erased from existence.

Huh, sounds a lil harsh coming from an Eldar.

What do humans know of our pain?
// =)) sorry I think I'm better of as a Dark Eldar