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While I'm building up a tourney-themed Jetbike Eldar list, I've been trying to generate some background and history of my Craftworld.

*Author's/Player's Note* Even though I'm looking into the competitive aspect of 40K, I do not want to abandoned the fiction/story side of it and I'm looking forward to writing battle reports as a narrative instead of basic 'bleh' format. What is written here is not permanent, and I'm open to any ciriticisms along the way...


The Shrine World of Phaelen Secundus is considered one of the more mysterious Shrines within the Segmentum Pacificus. A majority of its Imperial History had been lost to time, but the Pilgrims say that Phaelen Secondus was once a desert planet before the coming of Saint Bella, which she performed an Imperial miracle that turned the planet into thriving plains and forests by simply bathing in an underground lake.

Her shrines were placed accordingly; one where she performed her Miracle, a second where she slew the Arch-Traitor Heraldus Ent upon a grass plain, and the third where her remains rest. But they were five miles apart from one another and two miles from Phaelen's Space Port, which mystified arriving Cardinals and Bishops. Pilgrims often walked entire continents, following the footsteps of a living Saint in pilgramage. Surely Saint Bella had traveled beyond such a paltry distance?

When they asked Colonel Maaker, the seasoned Imperial Guard Officer would give them a glib response: "The Fog Scape and its Eldar."

Since the Saint's Miracle, Phaelen Secundus had undergone a geological phenomina that the Imperial Clergy had failed to account for. Once every thiry-two hour day cycle, its plains and forests were wreathed in thick fog, predictably during the transition from morning to midday, and made traveling impossible for four complete hours. During this event, the Imperial Guard barred the Pilgrims access to the spindly service roads, mustering and reconnoitering the immediate area and the Shrines with Sentinels and experienced Veterans, and waited until the fog cleared before allowing the Pilgramage to continue.

Such precautions were necessary. The Fog Scape often brought Eldar in its wake, and the Xenos slaughtered the unprotected Pilgrims with the vindictiveness Eldar are known for. Why the Xenos comes into the Imperial Territory during Fog Scape or how they navigate the fog's unnatural thickness is unknown, but the Colonel is convinced it has something to do with the planet itself. As long as they stayed insided the fortifications during Fog Scape, no harm came to them.

Horrified, a Bishop had asked why the foul Xenos weren't driven out. The Colonel shrugged and said: "Many have tried, but none have succeeded."

And indeed the list of attempted purges on Phaelen Secundus was long. Many Orders of the Sisters of Battle tried burning them out with holy flame and sacred sword, but the Colonel would only discover their butchered remains. Many a Space Marine too, having pledged a Chapter Oath, came to this world seeking retribution in beheading the FarSeer, but the Colonel's men would find pieces of them scattered in different areas. Many a standing army came and went, pushing across Phaelen only to be shattered when the Fog Scape came.

Captain Adric Thor of the Garnet Swords Space Marine Chapter swore that his entire Company would dedicate themselves to fighting the Eldar harassment, but the Colonel merely shrugged and pointed out into the forest, "Go for it." Maaker would say.



In a way, that's what FarSeer Velanna liked about Colonel Davin Maaker. The human understood bad things happened when the fog rolled in, and though he still commits his forces in protecting the Space Port, he stays within the Shrine's limits. All the better for them, really, the roving Warp Beasts are easier to hunt when the meddlesome Monkeigh are out of the way...

*To be Continued*