One of my most, most, most, most favourite Eldar artworks is still this one of the Shadow Spectres
Nothing encapsulates "Space Elves" as much as this wonderful, aetherical, lithe beauty holding a scifi anti-tank gun.

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One of my most, most, most, most favourite Eldar artworks is still this one of the Shadow Spectres
Nothing encapsulates "Space Elves" as much as this wonderful, aetherical, lithe beauty holding a scifi anti-tank gun.
What if... Yrliet was Yrliet Aezyrraesh, the Dracon of the Reaving Tempest and Marazhai was Marazhai Lanaevyss, the Asuryani Outcast
Some headshot sketches of companions from rogue trader (+ my rogue trader, Dirge)
The Eldar as a people are fascinating and riveting to me.
Inheritors of a broken cosmos.
Blamed for the sins of people that their own ancestors sought to distance themselves from.
It seems even most 40k fans don’t understand or know that the Craftworlders are the equivalent of conscious dissenters who left the Aeldari Croneworlds as cults of the Ruinous Powers became prominent and eventually took over completely.
The Asuryani’s ancestors were not the ones who birthed Slaanesh into this realm… those who were actually at fault were close enough to ground zero to be consumed immediately.
And yet the Asuryani and other Eldar inherit the ruins.
They inherit a whole cosmos so utterly shaped by the fall of the proudest of their own kind and they have to reckon with that every single day.
The Asuryani Paths are a way to regulate a hyperattuned mind and soul , necessary because any dysregulation is radiant enough in the Warp that it attracts unwanted attention.
Imagine this: if you feel a strong emotion, no matter what, be it rage at something, boundless love or joy or sorrow your soul shines so brightly that it summons daemons.
You feel so much that you have to pour yourself wholly into some abstract pursuit, some philosophy or career, some PATH just in order to stay sane… and if you fail your immortal soul is consumed.
"In the Imperium of Man, every room has to have a portrait of the Emperor of Mankind. An Arbitrator comes out of nowhere in the middle of the night and touches the portraits. If they see any dust… they hand you over to the AdMech."
Warhammer 40k Rogue Trader - Yrliet Lanaevys "*sigh* This tedium is beneath me."
Time to give the party's sharpshooter a piece. It's always easy to pick your targets, until the targets start shooting back.
Yrliet with her hair down
Painted my bff that I love, she is lovely, I love her so much, I want to brush her hair in a caring way <3
Queen of the backhanded compliment.