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June 3, 1: Matt R. Does this mean they are now 32 pts for a shuriken cannon compared to 27 pts before? June 3, 8: Yup, but they are now Fast Attack with 2 wounds. Scatterbikes are 35 points. June 3, June 4, 4: June 4, 6: June 4, 9: June 6, 7: June 3, 2: Hm good catch, an exarch is indeed a free upgrade. June 3, 7: June 3, 9: James L. Anyone else agree or have a different idea of it? Vote Up 1 Vote Down. June 5, 8: I read it as: In the Movement Phase, the Harlequin unit moves and advances as normal.
Anyone lead into this? Troupes whipping across the board possibly for that turn 1 charge? June 7, 1: June 9, Ah that does more make sense, your way of explaining makes it a lot clearer, thank you! June 7, 6: Unless I'm blind the vehicle wargear is missing? Can anyone give a breakdown of it?
Vote Up -1 Vote Down. June 7, 9: Summary version: Roll a die when you take a wound, on a 6 it's negated. If you Advance, enemies are at -1 to hit you with shooting attacks. Move an extra 2d6" when you Advance, rather than 1d6". June 7, CTM was exactly what I was hoping it would be. Need a place to put those Starcannons. That is a very nice upgrade for only 5 points, makes falcons insane and fire prisms very good. June 8, 6: Vypers were never transports and what does Blade Wind have to do with being a transport?
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Every Harlequin is a performer, and should one of the dreaded Solitaires versed in the mythic cycles of the Aeldari and the countless allegorical tales that stem from them. Cegorach is a trickster god, by turns mocking, Exodite worlds and the Dark City of sinister, vindictive and enigmatic. His pranks punish gods and mortals alike for Commorragh.
The story goes that, while Slaanesh fought with Kaela captivate Aeldari audiences. Mensha Khaine, the Laughing God escaped into the webway and hid amongst its myriad tunnels.
These tales suggest that he remains there still, unassailable, laughing The Harlequins perform for more than at the Gods of Chaos as he hatches bitter plans for revenge.
Every show they put on is a lesson and a cautionary tale, There are those who claim that Cegorach walks amongst his children from time to a fragment of the culture of the ancient time, wearing the disguise of an anonymous Harlequin Player. Whatever the truth of Aeldari presented as a reminder and a such tales, the Laughing God is the only authority that the Harlequins recognise as warning to their modern descendants.
The most important dance that the Harlequins perform is the tale of the Fall, the monstrous spiritual apocalypse during which Slaanesh was birthed and the Aeldari all but annihilated. Their vivid performances ensure that the horrors of that time will never be forgotten, and its mistakes never repeated. The Harlequins have other duties, also. They stalk the webway, seeking to excise the taint of Chaos and alien invasion wherever it is found.
They guard the vast repository of forbidden lore known as the Black Library, preventing its dangerous secrets from falling into the hands of those who would do great harm with them. Now, though, the Harlequins face a new peril.
The webway, always a fractured and hazardous realm, has been sorely damaged by the opening of the Great Rift. Alien invaders and Chaos-worshipping interlopers spill through its sundered gates in numbers never before seen, endangering all that the Harlequins are and all they strive to achieve.
As the danger grows greater, so the masques become ever more vicious and manipulative, calling in favours long owed and committing whatever atrocities they must in the name of the Laughing God. The galaxy was theirs to lord over and to explore as they saw fit, and no enemy existed that they could not vanquish with ease. Their rule seemed destined to last in perpetuity, yet it all came to an end in a single moment of unimaginable horror. The golden age of the Aeldari began in a time before Humanity had as did the unburdened and uninhibited exploration of sensory even discovered the gift of fire.
Their elegant fleets plied the void, input and hedonism. They possessed unparalleled The Aeldari had always worshipped a broad pantheon of powerful mastery of the webway, the labyrinth dimension whose tunnels deities, enshrining their symbolism and teachings within every spread across the galaxy like the capillaries of a living being, aspect of their daily lives.
Yet gradually, as their power became allowing the Aeldari to cross the stellar void in a matter of days. Their worship of the gods waned, living race, the Aeldari soon stood in mastery over much of replaced by narcissism and devotion to self-proclaimed prophets of the galaxy. In that time, the Aeldari lived fulfilling lives, safe in the knowledge The magnificent minds of the Aeldari began to consume that their deaths were but doorways into their next rebirth and themselves.
Fascination became obsession, nobility curdled into another long and pleasurable span of existence. They knew neither arrogance, and a gradual rot of the soul took hold. The corruption fear nor privation, for their technologies were so advanced that spread slowly, a decline spanning millennia during which the they could ignite or extinguish stars on a whim, and any manual Aeldari became an indolent and self-obsessed people, driven by hardship their race had ever known was no longer a concern.
Freed a singular desire for ever greater and more intense acts of self- from the constraints of toil and mortality, possessed of psyches that gratification. From artistic endeavours that exceeded the bounds could experience extremes of emotion and sensation far beyond of sanity and safety, to obsessive perfectionism that ended in those known by most beings, the ancient Aeldari were free to terrible bloodshed, to the insidious rise of the Pleasure Cults, the pursue their every inclination. Art, science, literature, performance, civilisation of the ancient Aeldari spiralled downwards into darker philosophy and myriad other disciplines became their fascination, and more obscene depths.
Blood ran red in the streets. Grinning murderers haunted the shadows.
Unspeakable horrors were wrought in the name of experience and enlightenment, and the Aeldari gods could do nothing but watch, and rage, and weep. It is an endless, formless ocean of energy in which malefic entities hunt, and whose infinite canvas is shaped by the emotions and desires of mortal minds. It was from a slow accretion of these energies that the Chaos Gods Khorne, Nurgle and Tzeentch had been born, and for all their knowledge the Aeldari failed to realise that their frenzied plunge into depravity was bringing a new deity into being.
The proto-entity that would become Slaanesh coalesced slowly, suckling upon the wanton cruelty and psychotic overindulgence of the Aeldari. The warning signs were there, for those who still retained sufficient grasp on reality to see them.
The first to act upon them were the Exodites, who set off in tribes to inhabit far-flung idylls known as maiden worlds.