Verrukt was minding his own business creating an unholy fusion of Imperial technology and Tau weaponry when the words "We supply the Eldar" drifted over the vox. He spit steaming re-caff all over the wiring of his project and had to quickly beat out a small electrical fire with his hat. He picked up the caster set and stammered "Shall I begin disarming the Gorgons then sir?"