Bleh, what happens to all of your ta-

Don't worry about that, the earth caste and Votann contacts we established have experienced difficulty with several unexpected tyranid threats but are currently rebuilding while exterminating the Chimeric beings.

That beings said, while trying to find alternatives to continue to do what good we can, I stumbled upon the potential use of Eldar bone singers. One thing led to another, an unusually friendly xeno, the ramblings of a prophetic psyker and a meeting with something with the appearance of a daemon said to be a shard of something new yet ancient and so on.

While my intention to assist human and xeno alike to find what peace we can durring these dark times has not faltered, my approach has changed for now. For so long I over looked the mysterious yet decaying relms of the Eldar, seeing them as a stubborn will only holding on to what they can and not seeing the irony of our parallel paths. But through their apparent interventions (I will have to look at the possible involvement of their hands in the awakening of that frozen monstrosity) I now find myself at their side.

Something that was never ment to be is unfolding. I am ment to play some part, that of which I do not know and yet, a part that will save as many lives as possible.

So now I find myself with a new task, to find a way to somewhere mortals do not tread. And although I walk with death, I yearn for life to flourish.

For the greater good, for Ynnead.