A Wolf in Sheepskin
Auldinwë stood valiantly atop the mangled corpse of a greater daemon of Slaanesh–its desirable pink flesh marred and ruined. The Howling Banshee raised her power sword into the air, wailed…
Auldinwë stood valiantly atop the mangled corpse of a greater daemon of Slaanesh–its desirable pink flesh marred and ruined. The Howling Banshee raised her power sword into the air, wailed…
Once a primitive, plains-dwelling race, The T’au have formed a spacefaring empire by bringing together several intelligent alien races to combat the hostile Imperium of Man. When a T’au cadre led by commander M'COVA ("EERVEE") is ambushed, she finds herself isolated and introduce to a strange world's inhabitants – and an an enigmatic woman (MARLENE BARCOV). Thrust together, M'COVA must navigate a coded dance of indoctrination, and resistance to discover whether humanity can ever be trusted.
‘My skin is pallid. My soles are worn. Buboes burst as I sojourn. In foetid rivers, my skin is torn. May your child grant my immortal form! Rusting metal, rotting horns, take me to your Neverborn!’ Burghott sang from the centre of the viscous Nurgle sigil atop the craggy plateau.
Pink clouds meant that the rain had passed and the morning had come. Shifting grey mist floated through the shrine, as water dripped silently from the green tiled eves. The…
Hakulek winced as another crash reached his audio receptors. Even through layers of shielding, both esoteric and mundane, the noise was getting louder.
Created by potrace 1.16, written by Peter Selinger 2001-2019 'Kill-kill the interlopers!' Ghree screeched and fired his fusil until his digits had gone numb. The cacophony of chaotic combat surrounded…
‘It was his time to go,’ the Guildmaster said. ‘It was a good funeral.’Perhaps, in the old days, scattered ashes would have painted sparkling diamonds across the Core. A glittering…
Graka da Oddmek knew bombs – loved ‘em. Knew humans too – but didn’t like ‘em at all. It only took him a moment to decide that the shiny console with the flashing screen was definitely a human bomb. He gave it a quick thump to see if it’d stop.
I Death’s eye dipped below the horizon and Tobekh walked into the desert. The air was still warm, and no-one paid any mind to his departure. He simply put down his…
Another assignment, another challenge. Lovely. I took my case from my desk and headed towards Research Pod 6, where recently O'Tsua'm had brought back some strange alien under isolation. A previously…