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Bard of the Forge - Eldrad Ulthran, Farseer of Ulthwé

Eldrad Ulthran is the mightiest and most ancient Farseer of the Asuryani's Ulthwé craftworld. He is perhaps the most gifted psyker ever born amongst the Aeldari after the Fall, his incredible foresight having saved many thousands of Asuryani lives. Before the Fall of Cadia in ca. 999.M41 during the 13th Black Crusade, Eldrad was already over 10,000 Terran years old. Among Eldrad's accomplishments are supposedly: igniting the Second War for Armageddon so as to spare the precious lives of 10,000 Asuryani, igniting the Sanapan Scouring, the Mortis Annihilation and the Third Coming of Orian, as well as an attempt to warn the Imperium of Man of Horus' treachery even before the Horus Heresy had begun. Ulthran was responsible for warning the Asuryani of Iyanden of the coming of Hive Fleet Kraken and partially awakening the Aeldari god of the dead Ynnead during the Battle of Port Demesnus. This latter deed led directly to the Night of Revelations in Commorragh and the birth of the Ynnari faction, which Ulthran staunchly supports as he believes they represent his species' only chance for salvation against the predations of Slaanesh. Ulthran created and carries into battle the Staff of Ulthamar, and his resilience and power has been a rallying point for the declining Aeldari people. Lyrics - Ten thousand years I’ve walked the threads of fate, Observing empires rise and fall. shaping the currents where destinies collide, bending the cosmos with the tides I guide.. The loom is frayed, the strands pull tight, Each vision cuts, yet none are right. I hear the screams before they’re made, The price of hope is blood repaid. If a billion must burn— so the Eldar survive… I’ll pay. I’ll pay. if a world must die— so Aeldari live... I'll pay. I'll pay. Monster. Deceiver. Seer. Fate Weaver. I lit Armageddon to turn the beast aside, millions turned to ash, but Ulthwé survived. Iyanden still breathes because I gave the sign, whisper of warning, in a sliver of time. I reclaim the shards of a shattered empire, Ulthwé threads ignite with psychic fire. Runes of witness, runes of command twisting fate, with a steady hand. From Ynnead’s birth to Commorragh’s gates, I rally the lost, those chosen by fate. Ghosthelm set, Staff of Ulthamar tight, each thought a blade that rewrites the night. I carve the cosmos, no stone left unturned, every enemy broken, every lesson learned. With this new hope, our curse shall be healed, the fate of our people at last revealed. I stirred Ynnead the god yet unborn, Commorragh cracked and Cadia torn. one last gamble before She Who Thirsts kiss, better one god of death than the void’s abyss. If a billion must burn— so the Eldar survive… I’ll pay. I’ll pay. If a billion must burn— so the Eldar survive… I’ll pay. I’ll pay. if a world must die— so Aeldari live... I'll pay. I'll pay. Monster. Deceiver. Seer. Fate Weaver. Mark the storm, where death's shadow falls, I have woven fate's web within these walls. The tapestry of fate does not stand still, the stars themselves shall bend to my will. The brief is eternal, the price ever steep, yet I shall awaken the dreams that don't sleep. For as long as the web of Ulthwé endures, my people shall rise—triumphant, once more. If a billion must burn— I’ll pay. I’ll pay. Hope you enjoy, leave a like if you do. Art Credit & Disclaimer: All Warhammer and Warhammer 40,000 imagery and lore belong to Games Workshop and their respective artists. Some of the artwork used comes from community sources where individual artists could not be identified. If you recognize your work here, please reach out so I can add full credit or remove it as you prefer. This content is fan-made and not endorsed by Games Workshop.