As the sun set on the Kimota savanna a party of hunters walked down a well trod path carrying a feast. They were  Kyrn-eldari or as humans would call them wild elves. They were all lithe and strong with a short leopard like coat of fur on their skin. Their long pointed ears marked as eldari while they're golden eyes were another mark of the wilder side of their heritage. They wore little having only a cloth about the loins despite their sex and went about bare foot. Irakan the leader of this hunt was bit bigger than the average Kyrn-eldari. On his right shoulder was large scar that stood out from his coat. He hair almost blending in almost seamlessly with his coat was golden yellow and cut into a mohawk.<br/><br/>He was exhausted, he and his party had left at dawn hoping to find game for tonight's feast.  But sheiba must of blighted the land they trod upon for they spent hours searching but didn't find any prey. They eventually turned back towards the village  disappointed in going back empty handed. On they're way back they came across a rhino grazing nearby. Thinking sheiba had answered they're prayers they circled and attacked the beast. It had been a long battle and one among their number had been injured but the beast was brought down.<br/><br/>As they approached the village the watch alerted everyone to their return and what they had brought. A score of men, women, and children rushed out to help carry our game and look at it in wonder. The hunters allowed them to take the rhino about an hour from now the meat will be in a soup and the skin a set of armor. But he was far too hungry to wait a hour for dinner. Going to the communal hut he reached into his personal chest and pulled out a small leather bag along with a strange glowing 'X' shaped talisman.<br/><br/>" I hope sig is there now he's only man who serves edible food in that odd world." He closed his eyes concentrated on the Black Dahlia and shifted out of his universe. When he opened his eyes he stood on the sidewalk of a city so great that would put any city built by the Ald-Eldari to shame. He walk foward with purpose ignoring the stares of intrigue or outright lust by those he passed by.  After a bit of walking he came upon the Black Dahlia and after seeing a greenskin woman walk in was happy to see it was open.<br/><br/>He walked in put his knife on the weapon rack and slams a handful of bills of the bar counter. He says. "Sig, I don't care what's for dinner just give me two helpings and a glass of elven wine! It has been a long day!"