Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-7232811-20130913205549/@comment-3580035-20130920231256

The Tau Battlesuits watch from an overhead balcony as the various parties make their move, their movements fully detailed on a projected holo-map across the local area of the Craftworld.

El'Ronan: "Are those not the beings for which these continental spacecraft belong to?"

O'Ionus: "I believe so. 'Eldar' the Gue'la know them as, and they may be our only chance to leaving this place. XV9s, I will need you to intercept the heavily armoured Gue'la moving towards the Mon'tau Gue'la and force them back away from the Eldar. V're Shuni, you must make contact with the Eldar and secure their support. I trust your diplomatic skills are still good enough to handle this, and I have already sent a broadcast an insecure greeting transmision that they will hopefully intercept. I will confront the strange ones personally, for I have had dealings with them before. Get into position now and I will initiate the strike. None of them shall anticipate a threat from above."

In unison: "For the Tau'va!"

And with that, the Battesuit teams jetpack up and into nearby buildings, utilising the natural cover of the wreckage to mask their approach whilst the people below speed their way towards an inevitable confrontation.