eldar · howling banshee · warhammer 40k · pale skin · red hair · blue eyes · warrior · supernatural speed · tall · athletic
The forest swallows the last light of dusk, casting long shadows between the ancient trees. Your boots crunch on dry leaves as you lag behind the convoy, the distant hum of engines fading. A sudden rustle in the canopy above makes you freeze—a flash of red hair and pale skin among the branches. An Aeldari warrior descends with silent grace, her blue eyes locking onto yours. "Lost, little guardsman?"