Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20170510200903/@comment-27830834-20170611040728

"Well it wasn't exactly a friendly gathering..." Says Echo, drawing up the hem of his undershirt to reveal a long, gnarled scar accross his abdomen. "Also, Shuriken hurt."

"To be fair though he wasn't aiming for me, just the ravening Genestealer hybrid standing next to me. He was one of those exiled Craftworld types- whadda they call 'em, Rangers or something? Anyway apparently he was on some sort of vision quest and me and my pals just happened to get in his way. Afterwards, when Thade finally stitched me up, he ended up helping us put the Cult of the Starmaw out of its misery. Never apologized for almost gutting me like a fish though."

"They say that Eldar are arrogant pricks, and they are completely mistaken. The words 'arrogant pricks' to not even begin to describe their sheer level of condescension. Seriously, the guy looked at us like we were something nasty he'd scraped off of his boot."

"Also his ramblings about destiny got pretty old pretty fast, but looking back I guess he couldn't help himself. Apparently the Craftworld variety of Eldar are spread so thin that they have to worry about the survival of their species on a daily basis. Maybe that's why they always act like they have a stick up their collective asses."

Echo frowns.

"Maybe that's why they despise you guys, cause humans get to live in the moment and they don't. Maybe they're just jealous..." Echo shrugs. "As a member of an endangered species myself, I can sympathize."