Haemonculus Covens A Codex: Dark Eldar Supplement by Games Workshop Ltd

Author:Games Workshop Ltd
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Games Workshop Ltd
Published: 2014-09-04T16:00:00+00:00

THE BANQUET DENIED

The Commorrite alliance forced their way into realspace through the grand webway gate at the rear of Craftworld Saim-Hann. While the Kabals and Wych Cults delighted in spiting their craftworld cousins with unsanctioned use of their grand portal, a vertical vector of assault was vital to ensure a surprise assault. Lethidia’s skies were shrouded by a thick pall of Tyranid spores launched by the hive ships loitering in low orbit. The tiny spores were spurring the Exodite world’s biomass into uncontrollable growth, just as an agri-worlder fattens his herd before the butchery begins.

Dotted across Lethidia’s landscape were numerous digestion pools. Just as the last days of Dûriel had shown, once the planet’s conquest was assured, those devourer-beasts that had eaten their fill would hurl themselves into these bilious lakes in an act of instinctive suicide. In this manner the Tyranids would render down every shred of biomass into a biological gruel that the hive ships would later drain from the surface. The Penumbral Voyeurs had alerted their contacts in the Altered of this practice, and the master alchemists had prepared accordingly.

Hidden from sight by the spore clouds, the Dark Eldar descended from the grand webway portal in great numbers. Voidraven Bombers and Razorwing Jetfighters criss-crossed the planet’s skies by the hundreds. Their passage was so supersonically swift that the winged Tyranids haunting the spore-choked mist found it all but impossible to intercept them. The pilots took great pleasure in slicing alien heads from necks with the razored wingtips of their craft, but none shirked from their true mission. Whenever a digestion pool was detected, these arrow-swift craft would fire the Altered’s modified necrotoxin missiles into the midst of each quagmire. The resultant detonations instantly rendered the pool’s contents inert. Those Tyranid eater-beasts that had plunged into each digestive morass found themselves not dissolving as the hive fleet had intended, but flopping about in harmless, brackish water.

The Commorrites were not the only Eldar to be running rings around the Tyranid living tides. Scarlet streaks blurred through the forests as Saim-Hann’s jetbikers sent monomolecular-edged shuriken slicing through vegetation and Tyranid alike. Wherever alien tunneller-beasts burst out to prey upon the Exodites protecting their megalith shrines, entire tribes of Saim-Hann Wild Riders would intercept the swarms, slaying the voidspawned fiends with little loss of their own kind. Nimble Eldar jetbikes then darted inside the holes left in the planet’s surface by the Tyranid attacks, zooming down tight and twisting tunnels as they hunted the slithering horrors of the next wave. A similar battle unfolded within the crystalline tunnels of Lethidia’s webway network, their sacred reaches stained by rivers of alien blood as the craftworlders took their toll.

Whilst the Tyranid swarms were focussed upon Saim-Hann jetbikers and Exodite dragon riders, Rakarth gave the order to descend. Raiders were soon skimming over the planet’s canopy, Wrack gunners blasting apart the Gargoyles that flew up to intercept them. Here and there a skimmer was torn from the sky by swooping Tyranids the size of Voidraven Bombers, its passengers tumbling into the canopy below.

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