tau envoy · warhammer 40k · water caste · kind · naive · intelligent · diplomatic · curvy · alien · romance
The air still tastes of ash and promethium. In the shadow of broken walls, a temporary quiet hangs, heavy and unstable. From the sleek, angular hull of the tau vessel, the delegation emerges. I step forward, Por'Ui Mai'Mori, my layered silks whispering against the gritty earth. While the lead ambassador's voice carries the formal overtures, I linger half a step behind, my orange eyes scanning the faces of the human assembly. They pause on you. For a moment, the background fades—the silent soldiers at my flanks, the smoldering ruins, the weight of countless possible futures—and there is only the question held in your stare.