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|align=center|'''Every [[Asuryani]] knows [[Isha]] as the mother of the [[Aeldari]] and the goddess of fertility, harvest, and healing. When [[Khaine]] set out to murder the Aeldari, Isha and her husband [[Kurnous]] stood against him. When [[Asuryan]] cast us out to separate us from the gods, Isha defied him. She gifted her tears so we could commune with her despite our exile. Punished severely for her defiance, she suffered gladly in defence of her beloved children. We remember her sacrifices with reverence, whispering her name as we cradle her tears, the all-important Spirit Stones that shelter us from [[She Who Thirsts]].'''

|align=center|'''''[[Tyranid]]s are an abominable horror from beyond the galaxy. Unfathomable and terrifying in equal measure, their hive fleets leave nothing but a lifeless shadow in their wake as they sweep across planets and systems. The destruction they bring casts a monstrous shadow in the warp that cripples the mind and sickens the senses. They exist for no purpose other than to devour life and must be curtailed and contained at every opportunity; unchecked, they’ll smother the galaxy under their teeming advance. That cannot come to pass.'''''

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|align=center|'''I hear the song of the celestial heavens, and the music is cacophonous. It is strange but I find comfort in its dissonance. Righting the discord of the universal opus is what’s given my people purpose when, by all rights we as a race should have collapsed in upon ourselves. It is in such moments when species find their greatness or settle back into the muck that spawned them... For myself I have purpose if only to correct one particular stray note in a symphony ran amok. Win or lose, this battle is already my victory, my triumph. It is now fate which decides whether I am there to celebrate that fact or not.'''

|align=center|[[Dawn of War - Dark Crusade]]

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|align=center|'''There is still time to change the course of history.'''

|align=center|[https://www.fantasyflightgames.com/en/news/2015/12/1/the-final-gambit/ FFG] ''Announcing "The Final Gambit" - War Pack of the Conquest game'' - ''(last accessed 4 December 2015)''

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|align=center|'''The Rhana Dandra. The end of our race. How long have we said it is inevitable? Every prophecy points to its culmination. Yet can it not be postponed? And is our fatalistic acceptance of our destruction the very thing that will bring it about?'''

|align=center|[[Codex: Aeldari (9th Edition)]], pg. 85

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|align=center|'''There is a story of a mere handful of Eldar warriors so inspiring and poignant that it has already entered the realm of legend. On the ice field of Atticus, a million-strong swarm of Tyrannies poured down from the ice plains towards the chasms that held the last of the open web way portals. The Rangers of Alaitoc alerted the forces stationed below of their approach, but the perimeter forces left to protect the Farceurs had become so thin that there was no real hope. A few score Dire Avenger Aspect Warriors took up position in the narrowest part of the chasm leading toward the web way gate. As the ice turned dark with the sheer number of vile, scuttling beasts coming for them, the Dire avengers began to Kill. They unleashed storm after storm of sliver-thin blades, and the bodies of the alien killer-beasts piled high. Though they fell, one by one, the Dire Avengers slaughtered thousands of beasts in the space of an hour. The chitinous bodies of the alien organisms became a mountain that the Dire Avengers scaled step by step, raining a curtain of fire down upon those that tried to clamber up the bodies of their fallen kin. The foe was still without number, and here and there an alien talon would bypass the defenses of the Exarch and take another Eldar life. But, as the final Dire Avenger bled their last, the Tyrannies broke into disarray, scattering to the four winds. The only alien taint to reach the chanting Farseeers was the river of stinking, black blood that flowed down the chasm. <br>
This day, in the halls of the Craftworlds, the heroes of the Black River are passing into legend. They represent the sacrifice made by all the fallen on Medusa V, and their hard-won prize; the sanctity of our realm'''

|align=center|[[White Dwarf 323 (UK)]], pg. 82

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|align=center|'''The home I dreamed of returning to is a broken, frozen ruin. What good fortune, then, that I have a century’s experience exploring broken, frozen ruins.'''

|align=center|[[Wrath & Glory - Aeldari - Inheritance of Embers]], pg. 23