Eldar Stories

Meet our protagonist, Alaric Can, son of the legendary Ciaphas Cain and Amberley Vail. He is a Lord Inquisitor of Ordo Xenos following his mother's footsteps given the fact he inherited her courage, cunning, and inquisitive mind. But of course he also inherited his father's legendary skill with the blade and of course, the Cain effect where he finds himself trouble at every corner. And at 16 years old, he finds himself tangled in the skeins of fate of the Aeldari and the forces of Chaos. He doesn't have a blank of his own, but he is a master of utilizing other means for protection.

A Warhammer fanfiction about an ordinary 18 year old man named Malthael reincarnated into a another universe as he is given a system as well. Malthael asked what universe is he resurrected to as the system replied he is being reincarnated into the Warhammer Universe which Malthael immidietaly fall into shock as the Warhammer Universe is completely and utterly brutal given within that Grim Dark Universe there is only war. What happens next? Read The Story I don't own Warhammer or any of the pictures except the ones that look like AI made that is mine. The rest it belongs to their respective owners.

The story tells of Isendril, an Eldar on the Artist's Path who lives aboard the craftworld of Athel-Siar, which sails in the dark Ghoul Stars. In the midst of a dark period in his life, the call of Khaine will overwhelm him and turn his life upside down. To avoid harming others, he will be forced to take up the Warrior's Path, like one of the most enigmatic and disturbing warriors: the Warp Spiders. His life will change drastically, but not in the way he expects. Will Khaine's path consume him or give him new strength?

The Empress of man had created 20 Primarchs to be her generals and leaders during the great crusade. Each one had there own unique and special abilities. However something went wrong and a extra primarch was born, the man YN LN would lead the 21st Legion against the horrors of the galaxy. Can he bound with his fellow warlords and unite the galaxy, or will he watch it burn?

A young British man in 1916, who wants to be an aspiring writer has his life changed when World War I starts. He is part of a team sent by MI6 to investigate a secret village in occupied Belgium where the Secret Service Bureau believes Germany is creating a new type of poison gas. But what they will end up finding there, is far more sinister. But he they are not alone. In comes a traveller from star, an elf from space, to help them win the war. This is the story of an Eldar teaming up with humans to stop Chaos from overruning the world.

A lone guardsman, abandoned by his unit on a paradise world recently assulted by xenos. An Eldari farseer who was tasked to recover an ancient artifact that could possibly aid her craftworld. These two will eventually collide, but will the rampant xenophobia of the Imperium or the Eldar arrogance lead to bitter enemies or something more?

Dopo la rovina del Beleriand e la fine della Guerra d'Ira, gli Eldar rimasti nella Terra di Mezzo dovettero imparare a vivere in un mondo nuovo. Le terre antiche erano perdute sotto le acque, molte stirpi erano scomparse e il ricordo delle guerre contro Morgoth gravava ancora sugli animi dei sopravvissuti. Eppure, sulle rive del Grande Mare, nacque un regno destinato a custodire la speranza degli Eldar: il Lindon, governato da Gil-galad, ultimo Alto Re dei Noldor in esilio. In quei giorni di pace ancora fragile, mentre i Porti Grigi risuonavano del canto dei marinai e le grandi case degli Elfi cercavano nuove strade nel mondo, viveva Airendil, figlia di Aerandir, compagno di Eärendil il Marinaio, e di Nemiriel, spirito delle acque al servizio di Ulmo. Cresciuta tra le navi di Círdan il Carpentiere e legata al mare da un vincolo più antico della memoria degli Eldar, Airendil appartiene a due mondi: quello delle rive e quello delle profondità, quello dei figli di Eru e quello degli spiriti che custodiscono le acque di Arda. Quando strane ombre iniziano a muoversi oltre le rotte conosciute e alcuni velieri scompaiono senza lasciare traccia, Círdan affida alla sua giovane araldo una missione sulle acque del Grande Mare. Ciò che ella scoprirà sarà soltanto il primo segno di una minaccia ancora nascosta, mentre nei regni degli Elfi cresce lentamente il timore che il male non sia stato davvero sconfitto. Al suo ritorno ai Porti Grigi, Airendil incontrerà ancora una volta Gil-galad, il re che porta sulle spalle l'eredità di coloro che vennero prima di lui: un sovrano nato dalle rovine del Beleriand, ultimo custode di una stirpe segnata dalla perdita e dalla speranza. Fra il mare che la richiama e una corona che non può dimenticare il proprio dovere, Airendil scoprirà che alcuni legami non nascono dal desiderio di possedere o salvare qualcuno, ma dalla difficile scelta di comprendere ciò che ciascuno è destinato a essere.

This is my take on a more expanded, fleshed out Warhammer 40k universe, pramarily Xenos factions like Aeldari, Necrons, Tau and more, who are often neglected.

A wraithseer that is just tired of everyone's shit decided he wants be an isekia protagonist [ Let's be honest the Eldar need some love poor sapps also wraithseers and wraithlords are just badass]

a girl who holds powers that only could compare to the god's, but she lives on a planet in a galaxy she knows from table games and fanfic. Galaxy with only war, never at peace, will she survive when humans greatest enemies attack her world? or falter in with it.

I bet you have had some trouble with friendships at least once, haven't you? I am unpopular and barely have friends. Suddenly I find out that a really good friend of mine, a.k.a my crush is moving I get really upset, but I realize a lot of things like how to deal with emotions and that life isn't fair. Yes, this story isn't long, so please take some time to read it. I don't want you to read it so I get popular, no. Read it because believe me, it will affect the way YOU see the world.

A "Warhammer 40K"/DC Comics crossover in which a Drukhari slaving vessel finds itself in the DCU, looking for fresh prey to catch, only to find that it has drawn the unwanted attention of an even deadlier predator.

Spire attacked. Slaughter imminent. Preparation advised. Commoragh has no place for the weak.

The story of a Remembrancer who has is thrown from issue to issue, and is documenting his travels

Being dragged into a different dimension while in the middle of a war isn't the thing Sakura had in mind - so obviously she grabbed onto something to try and stop herself from falling down the rabbit hole. It didn't work. Plus the thing she happened to grab onto was a person who came along for the ride. Too bad that person happened to be one Uchiha Madara. PAIRINGS: Gen, N/A Crossposted on AO3, the link to my profile on there is in my bio. I do not own the image on the cover and it has been used entirely for non-profit, but if the owner wishes for me to take it down, then please inform me. Credits to Yuki-Adieu and the image I found via pinterest.

This is an Angbang/Silmarillion fanfic written by me and the incredible @SweetieDoggie. In which an irritable Melkor, a disaster-prone Mairon and an unfortunate Maedhros all end up in the same fortress, so naturally chaos ensues.

"Mana ve hilyana i eleni?" He asked. What is it like to follow the stars? Born on the shores of Cuiviénen, Calindë, the eldest daughter of Lord Ingwë, has an extraordinary gift. She can glimpse the future. But even with her rare talents, Calindë, nor any other elf at Cuiviénen, has the power to protect the Quendi. With elves simply vanishing in the darkness of Arda, and the arrival of a mysterious Huntsman offering to bring them to the safety of a land he calls Aman, the fate of the Quendi is uncertain. Even if they make it safely to Aman, what then will be their fate? With so much uncertainty in the shadows of Middle Earth, Calindë cannot help but trust, and follow, the only light that has ever guided her way; The stars. Updates every Saturday. Rankings: #1 IN QUENYA CURRENTLY #7 IN SILMARILLION 5/31/18 #5 IN VALINOR 6/25/18 Awards: Best Cover Award- from The Tolkien Awards

In the grim future of the 41st millennium, the galaxy knows only war. As both Chaos and Tyranids' threats intensify, countless worlds are destined to fall. Simultaneously, the once galaxies rulers - Eldars, are crumbling, weakened by their own low population, division, and consequences of their own past sins. The Imperium still vigilantly stands. However, its armies are dwindling, outmatched or outnumbered by numerous enemies. Is it the end? Is there no salvation for these races? Perhaps there is. Maybe, the boredom and pettiness will bore a key to that? Maybe, something stirrers in the Immaterium that would change the setting?