Editing Nobledark Imperium Writing (section)

== Disappointment ==

When I was a boy, I grew up on a backwater agri-world. The boondocks to the boondocks, so far from the hustle and bustle of the big city I couldn’t wait to get up so I could get away from anywhere that was so “lame”. One day, we found out that a group of Harlequins were passing through our area and would be performing in our local stadium. We’d never seen an eldar before, but we’d seen the picture books, everyone had, and we knew their women were supposed to be hotter than the surface of a star. All of the menfolk in town were excited about the idea of seeing one of these xenos in-person, and a few of us teenagers with more hormones than sense had the bright idea of piling into the old landcraft and going to see the big show. When the big day came we were late, by the time it got to the stadium it was almost bursting with people.

I wasn’t sure what I was expecting, the sounds from the stadium didn’t sound like the cheering of human men but high-pitched screaming girl voices. At first I was surprised, I never thought that eldar would sing like this or maybe it’s simply that human women found those eldar women as hot as we did. That’s when we entered and realized those sounds were not coming from the eldar, but from what seemed to be every women in the entire province shrieking, completely out of control. Their heads follow every dance move of these unbelievable handsome and beautiful eldar performer guys. Their bodies shiver at every hip shake of these timeless lithe and sleek bodies. Their minds faint every time these charming eldar guys’ smiles are directed at them. The local authorities and even some of the Harlequins were on hand to carry some of the exhausted girls out of the stadium. They had been prepared, they knew. But they couldn’t have prepared us.

"Guys, let's just leave" was all that I could say.

The party didn’t stop until the following morning. Some of them never returned.