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         Calentar Eldalon FarSeer Tirhae Suletur 
        The
         Calentar Eldalon are tremendously grateful that Tirhae seems to 
        possess the patience that is so lacking in Illing.  A cool and 
        cunning head is firmly planted on these ancient shoulders.  
        Caution is Tirhae's watchword, and he's the type to plan out which of 
        his incoming foe is the most deadly, and aim accordingly. 
        Almost
         fatherly, Tirhae likes to keep an eye on his troops.  Campfires 
        with long Elven sing~alongs are his favorite way to increase morale 
        and camaraderie. He even discovered a strange sweet delicacy on one 
        world, something called "roasted marshmallow"? 
        ...He's always trying to convince his Warlock squad to try them, but 
        they remain dubious.   The newest of his recruits are the 
        most apt to be given a chance to prove their worth with a firm but 
        guiding hand.  
        His
         Spirit Stones are always the first to be sought and gathered from 
        any field, if he's slain, and each generation prays that his good 
        sense will be passed down to his next suit's wearer, allowing him to 
        truly live again.  So far those prayers have been answered 
        ......until Tau. 
          
         
        
         About
          the Miniature: 
         In
          learning about painting, my biggest mistake was with my Farseer and 
         Warlocks.  I hadn't MEANT to use such a thick coating. (Heavy 
         Sigh)  The helmets were globs, and the Rune Armor a muddy mess 
         by the time that Jennifer stepped in to rescue me.  There are 
         some paint jobs I've done that I felt were grand, and then there are 
         the ones Jennifer did, which are ALWAYS grand....thank goodness I'm 
         learning.  Now if only I could keep my confidence up.  Like 
         my skills, it seems to waver at times. 
         The
          rune designs on the cloak and the shimmering sheen of Tirhae's 
         Witchblade are probably my favorite parts of this figure...though I 
         gotta say, I love those shoulder paldrons, in two layers - they're 
         very cool, too. 
         One
          thing you may notice is that the ground covers for all of my Eldar 
         have small chunks of myrrh (the golden looking rock, to the 
         left).  I was very proud to find a ground cover by using 
         spices.  Black pepper and poppyseeds make absolutely GREAT 
         pebbles, sandalwood and allspice look like pieces of log or tree 
         bark.  I poured a bunch of herbs into my mortar and pestle, and 
         lo, groundcover was born. 
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         About
          the Army Card: 
         The
          Farseers are the powermongers of my army.  Unfortunately, 
         Jennifer knows this all too well, and has a tendency to wipe them out 
         as quickly as she possibly can - sometimes when she gets the first 
         move these poor guys don't even get a chance to cast a single spell 
         before they're wiped out. 
         I
          tried very hard to balance the number of points this character was 
         worth with the number of spells, weapons and abilities he 
         possessed.  Since I only get two HQ Options with a standard 
         force, I'm often forced to choose between my Bonesinger or my Farseer 
         - especially if I want to include my Warlocks (another HQ choice) 
         Getting
          the Farseer into range without being made into Kroot chow is my 
         biggest challenge, .  If I hide behind terrain, many of my 
         spells can't function, they require line of sight...which often means 
         that Tirhae might as well be wearing a big iridescent "Shoot
          Me" sign . 
         Tirhae
          Suletur's Proudest Moment(s): 
         As
          Much Gristle led his Kroot squad in a charge over a hill, towards 
         the vastly outnumbered Eldar forces....humming delightedly about Elfbits
          for dinner, under his breath - The heavens 
         opened above his head and wreaked their wrath down upon him.  
         Only he, and his apprentice Shaper were left running in retreat from 
         the devastation unleashed by Suletur's Eldritch Storm. |