DAY 0

Excerpt from an address to the Weibratiche Exodite Colony Ne'az ellun

"I stand here in the ignominy of a backward world, whose mighty farseers have gleaned that true victory lies in your blood and labours, in the hopes that your children's children might see the rebirth of an age now passed.

I stood in our great cities, on the prows of our mighty craftworlds and war ships as those same farseers told us that all was in hand, that the boundless resources should be exploited, that there was no need for any to toil, that pleasure was our future.

I say now, that we have withstood enough from these so called prophets, and enough of our great enemy whom they did not forsee. Those of us who remain are grown decadent, harvesting slaves and afraid that a moment's true rest will devour them, or like the mighty Craftworlds of Legend, they sail untouched and untouching through the skies eeking out a miserable existance while hiding from the Green-skins which once where beneath notice, or the other ancient races whom we should have crushed long ago.

The future lies not in the past, break with your leaders, cast them from the high places, and take up your ploughs and beat them into swords! For now, I the Father of Scorpions have returned, and I have seen that we cannot hide, we must fight! Take up your arms, we shall take what we need from the mon-keighs, the tau, the green-skins by force.

Now is the hour of our rebirth, but not in the soils of these balls of dust, nor in the hiding sneaking back alleys of Cormorragh, but in the heart of our enemies. Come with me, to the City of Ibor prime in the so called language of the Mon-keighs, there we show them that we are not grown so old that we may not smite them whenever we choose! There we shall grow strong, and numerous, and there shall the first cries of our second coming be heard!

Arise, my Scorpions, arise, arise, arise and destroy all who stand in our way!"