Arka0415 wrote:Gragagrogog wrote:"random"(wink wink) warp storms.
Is there more of a story here?
Panzer wrote:One of the things GW never bothered to build up upon unfortunately.
Arka0415 wrote:Panzer wrote:One of the things GW never bothered to build up upon unfortunately.
It would be terrible if they outright told us though! Better to have mysteries than to know that Tau are just like the Orks and Eldar, designed as a weapon to fight Chaos (or the Old Ones' enemies) or something like that.
Arka0415 wrote:Is there more of a story here?
The Adeptus Mechanicus Explorator vessel Land's End discovers and categorizes the T'au homeworld, finding only primitive savannah-dwelling aliens. Freak warp storms destroy the seeding ships dispatched to cleanse and colonize T'au. [CT, 4; CTE4, 4; CTE6, 28]
Tau troops launch a a surprise attack on the Imperial planet of Bruttulus. They quickly seize the planet's defense laser batteries and shield generators, making it impossible for Imperial reinforcements to reach the planet's surface. As more and more Tau troops arrive, Imperial defenses are quickly divided...
791.M36 - The Siege of Fio'taun and the End of the Mont'au
Plagued by disease and destructive intertribal conflict, the young Tau race teeters on the edge of extinction... during the Siege of Fio'taun... At the height of the siege, strange lights shimmer in the sky, apparently a portent of the end of the world. But soon thereafter the ethereal caste appears, uniting the warring tribes and codifying an elemental-based caste system. Looking back, the time before the Ethereals will be known as the Mont'au, "the Terror" -- a period of bloody societal chaos to be avoided at all costs. [CT, 5-6; CTE4, 5-6; CTE6, 8-9, 28]
Coming of the Ethereals (From Fire Warrior by Simon Spurrier pg. 95)
There had been lights, glimpsed dimly around the distant mountaintops, for three rotaas. Stories spread amongst the armies of strange figures lurking in the mist of the hills, colourful attire and fluted limbs melting and capering through the haze. In the heat of battle few of the tribes gave any credence to the tales, stubbornly ignoring the phenomena that pulsed in the night sky, bending all their attention upon the hostilities that were tearing their world apart. On the final day the wind had carried strange resonances, swept aloft from the heights of the jagged peaks. They sounded, the Kilto histories recorded, like a choir of voices, raised in a song of impossible beauty."
TauMan wrote:Stories spread amongst the armies of strange figures lurking in the mist of the hills, colourful attire and fluted limbs melting and capering through the haze.
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