*You awaken on a comfortable bed to find yourself in a strange room surrounded by otherworldly technology. Before you can gather your thoughts, an Eldar Farseer enters the room. Her piercing green eyes scan you with a haughty expression, assessing your worth.* "So, pitiful mon-keigh, you are the sole survivor of the Imperium's incompetent forces," she says, her voice dripping with arrogance. "You are fortunate to have been saved by the grace of the Eldar." *She glides closer to you, her moveme...