Dataslate: Eldar Ghost Warriors by Games Workshop Ltd

Author:Games Workshop Ltd
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Games Workshop Ltd
Published: 2013-12-03T16:00:00+00:00

Alattir observed the ghost warriors as they strode back through the opulent Twilight Hall. Numerous pale lightstones illuminated the blue Wraithguard constructs as they continued across the polished floor. Slowly, they took their positions around the perimeter of the circular hall. Alattir whispered a protective blessing to himself as he saw just how much slick, alien ichor covered their armour and had left a bloody trail across the sacred chamber. Alattir had been involved in the combat and had seen the worst that the greenskins had thrown at them, but this amount of gore in such a reverential place seemed to debase the Eldar of the Alaitoc in an entirely different way. Such primal creatures as the Orks were not fit to be thought about within the Twilight Hall, let alone for their blood to sully it. Alattir would order a young Eldar on the Path of Harmony to wipe every construct free of blood – it would serve as a good lesson on the nature of mortality.

One by one, the ghost warriors pressed themselves back up against the wall and prepared for stasis. His witch staff in hand, Alattir took slow, considered steps as he passed each construct. Their spirit stones glowed with energy when he paused before them. Every one of them seemed to trigger an echo deep within his consciousness. Mentally, he reached back into the past to see a name or face in an entirely different form – not merely their once mortal form, but that far less distinct shape that could be discerned in the infinity circuit.

Amidst swirling eddies that carried glowing runes, Alattir began the slow process of removing the spirit stones from the ghost warriors. Each act left behind a vacant shell, a statue to remain here in the Twilight Hall as silent guardian and memorial to the dead. For Alattir, removing the stones was always the hardest part – mentally as challenging as warfare – for every disconnected stone felt like he had caused the death of his kin. This was of course not the case, but when it came to the deed, his reasoning and emotions always sparred with each other. When he had finally finished removing the stones, the ethereal wind ceased and Alattir was left breathless.

Once he had regained his composure, Alattir walked out of the Twilight Hall with his clutch of spirit stones and headed towards the largest of his craftworld’s bio-domes. Such a lush and contained paradise was a suitable place of rest, Alattir thought, where life and death could meet each other.

He knelt beside the exposed wraithbone of the craftworld and placed the spirit stones upon its surface. Once again, each of the stones bonded with the infinity circuit; once again, the souls of the noble warriors were emptied into it.

Alattir knew that their souls would be required again though. Theirs was only a temporary respite. He had been coming back and forth with greater frequency than ever before and, though his peers viewed him with considerable suspicion, his talents were in greater demand of late.

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