Dark Eldar Quotes
This article collects all statements made by, or about, the Dark Eldar. The quotes themselves are organized in alphabetical order using the speaker's name. Unattributed quotes are at the end of the list.
|Inquisitor Absolvus||I will never forget what I saw at Obsidian Station. The bones of five thousand brave men lay scattered about the winding corridors. Their blood was slick upon the walls and floors of the dormitories. Their innards were hung from control panels like grotesque decorations of some insane celebration. But not a single skull was to be found; taken as sick trophies by these despicable attackers.||Codex: Dark Eldar (3rd Edition), p. 11|
|Dariaq Bladetongue of the Pierced Eye||Why do we ride atop these elegant craft? The better to hear the screams of our prey as we ride them down, to savour the fear etched on their faces, to taste the tantalising tang of their blood in the air as an appetiser before the feast. But most of all we ride them so that the slaughter may begin as soon as possible.||Warhammer 40,000 5th Edition Rulebook, p. 70|
|Dracon Borkor||Eyes without life, maggot-ridden corpses, mountains of skulls. These are some of my favourite things.||Codex: Dark Eldar (3rd Edition), p. 48|
|Inquisitor Lord Czevak||The Dark Eldar see the other inhabitants of the Galaxy as little more than cattle, livestock that can be brought to bay or slaughtered at any time. Their fodder, however, is not meat and muscle, but the anguish and despair of the weak. The Dark Eldar do indeed drink blood, but also tears, and most sustaining of all the raw essence of pain that they wring out of their captives.||Codex: Dark Eldar (7th Edition), p. 113 (Reference pages)|
|Archon Drekarth X'Uskul||Every weapon your prey wields can be turned against them, given sufficient application of wit.||Codex: Dark Eldar (7th Edition), p. 9|
|Haemonculus Gruemenael||My grounds. Where screams are flowers, and pain their fragrance.||Dawn of War: Soulstorm|
|Spiritseer Iyanna Arienal||The scions of the Dark City would never admit that the unceasing hunger at their core is what drives them to such heights of cruelty. Instead, they maintain that they act only upon their own desires. Some have even managed to convince themselves of this. In truth, unless our cousins in the webway feed upon a constant diet of extreme emotion they will slowly wither away, leaving naught but a soulless husk. We of the craftworlds deny all such urges, and in doing so become less than ourselves. Perhaps it is those that we left to perish are the lucky ones.||Codex: Dark Eldar (7th Edition) p.94|
|Kaelith, Helliarch of the Scythewing Gang||I call Heads! Sever their ugly, stinking heads! The one with the red helmet is mine!||Codex: Dark Eldar (7th Edition), p. 26|
|Karnesh, Murder-lord of the Cult of the Screaming Soul||Clad in dusk and robed in darkness we strike, our coming the terror of our foes.||Strategy Cards for Planetary Empires expansion game, card Night Fight - Minor Stratagem", (saved archive page, dated February 2011, last accessed 6 October 2015)|
|High Lord Khouron - Imperial Commander of Astherax||Spawned in the darkest pits of the universe, the piratical Eldar are a curse upon all races of the galaxy. For untold thousands of years they have preyed upon us, stealing forth from the shadows and dark places on their raids of terror and violence; massacring or capturing all whose paths they cross. That they are utterly evil and inhuman is without question.||Codex: Dark Eldar (3rd Edition), p. 50|
|Kilarq Tongueblade of the Lacerated Eye||We own this night, just as we own the fear that runs in your veins. You may think your numbers protect you, but we shall feast upon your souls before the dawn!||Apocalypse Reload, p. 71|
|Klaivex Khyrassos, the Brotherhood of the Void||The blade that I wield is an extension of my self, as I am an extension of my blade. We both thirst for blood. We both seek only murder. Only in death do we find purpose in life.||Codex: Dark Eldar (7th Edition), p. 97|
|Kraegeth of the Slaughtered Heart||How typical that the humans should rely upon crude technology to protect them.
How fitting that we, the Dark Eldar should kill them where they feel safest.
|Apocalypse, p. 169|
|Archon K'shaic of the Kabal of the Bladed Lotus||You think to challenge me, pitiful human? I, the bane of empires. the father of pain? Let me educate you; I need a new pet...||Codex: Dark Eldar (5th Edition), p. 34|
|Mandrake||They cower. We carve.||Dawn of War: Soulstorm|
|Urien Rakarth, Master Haemonculus||Fetch me another plaything. This one seems to have broken.||Codex: Dark Eldar (3rd Edition), p. 30|
|We learnt long ago that the inscrutable universe turns upon an axis of suffering, because pain is inevitable.||Imperial Armour - Apocalypse, p. 93|
|Pain is the only universal constant. Pain is all. It is the key to creation and destruction both. Thus does he who masters pain become a god.||Codex: Dark Eldar (7th Edition), p. 38|
|Salaine Morn, Archon of the Shadowed Thorns Kabal||I would rather kill on my feet, than die at my knees.||FFG Teaser to the "Boundless Hate" - Warpack to the Warhammer 40'000 Conquest Card Game|
|Revenge is delicious, but it is best when seasoned with ambition.||FFG Card "Shadowed Thorn Pillagers" from the "Boundless Hate" - Warpack to the Warhammer 40'000 Conquest Card Game|
|Lord Sarnak of the Kabal of the Black Heart||Death? You want death? I'm afraid that would be far too boring.||Codex: Dark Eldar (5th Edition), p. 35|
|Inquisitor Skorn||Though the artifices of evil are many, a bolter round kills just as assuredly.||Codex: Dark Eldar (3rd Edition), p. 34|
|Lord Sussarkh||Never had so much blood drenched the arena. How could this be followed? The crowd cried out for more. There could be no end to the spectacle now. Then Lelith herself strode into the arena. The crowd hushed at the very sight of her beauty and elegance. Her flesh bared as if to taunt the blade to draw her blood. Her hair loose as if to tempt her adversary to grip it and to strike the death blow. This was the way she liked to perform: so calm, so confident, so cold. The crowd gasped as she brandished her chosen weapons: a flashing of ice-cold silver, the kiss of death. Then the aliens were released into the ring. Not one, nor two, but ten assailants at once. Lelith danced with them, gifting each with a single choice wound. The crowded roared their approval, the entertainment would last long into the bloody evening!
- recollections of Lelith, Mistress of Death
|Codex: Dark Eldar (3rd Edition), p. 39|
|Haemonculus Vaeghex of the Coven of the Thirteen Scars||Kill them, my children, but make it slow...||Codex: Dark Eldar (7th Edition), p. 37|
|Archon Vraesque Malidrach of the Kabal of the Flayed Skull||We are the masters of the shadowed sky. Not for us a grubbing crawl through the mud and filth of battle. Leave that to the lesser races. We shall only set foot upon the soil these vermin call home in order to place our bladed heels on their throats.||Codex: Dark Eldar (7th Edition), p. 42|
|Asdrubael Vect, Supreme Lord of the Kabal of the Black Heart||Death is my meat; terror my wine.||Codex: Dark Eldar (3rd Edition), p. 31|
|'BEG FOR MERCY!, Not that it will do you any good.||Dawn of War: Soulstorm|
|Ybdriss Khael, Venom Steersman of the Kabal of the Flayed Skull.||We are swift, and we are lethal. We are a poisoned dagger thrust into the heart of the foe. We are the hidden blade, the strike so sudden that the enemy falls before they ever know they are under attack.||Codex: Dark Eldar (7th Edition), p. 87|
|Lord Zuol, leader of the Despair Bringers of the Kabal of the Black Heart||You are doomed, doomed, I tell you! For tonight we will feast on your very souls!||Codex: Dark Eldar (3rd Edition), p. 2|
|I am truly disappointed that the cruel fate has placed us in this position, such that I really have no choice other than to unleash my warriors against your population centers. If only you would lay aside these foolish hopes of protecting your resources and return to your homes and families, much bloodshed and woe could be avoided.
Yet... there is still time, any who leave now will be spared and I give you my word that they will be granted free passage through the wastes. This offer of amnesty will stand for two of your hours before the terror begins anew. I can only hope that you consider your position carefully. Send forth a representative to discuss further terms if you wish, or several if you cannot trust one of your number to speak for the rest. I feel sure that all can be... accommodated.
|Codex: Dark Eldar (3rd Edition), p. 36|