Warhammer 40k Eldar Tickling
Farseer Elianwe slowly awoke. Her head ached and her vision was hazy. As she tried to recollect her memory, the last thing she could remember was travelling on a speeder from home to the Seer shrine when she suddenly lost conscious. Whatever happened to her was no accident. It was a deliberate attack. The last thing she recalled, the driver was acting rather suspicious, through for whatever reason, she could not discern the skein at that point to figure out his plan. That they could bypass her divination so easily, someone must have been plotting to target her for a long time.
But who exactly? Admittedly, many Farseers and Warlocks of Craftworld Val’dora were jealous of her power and her abilities to read the skein and predict the future. They had tried to undermine her achievements before, even going as far as claiming her visions as copying from theirs. However, Elianwe could not think of any of them would stoop so low as to do something like this.
Elianwe took in her surroundi