Asurmen: The Darker Road

They came to the golden archway of the Shrine of the Azure Blade, and found a robed Eldar waiting for them. He wore a staff hung with several runes and was dressed in black robes embroidered with war-sigils. Immediately, Asurmen could feel the psychic power kept at bay by the warding symbols, latent energy rare since the Fall. He was one of the Farseers, the order of psykers who dedicated themselves to steering the Craftworlds through the turbulent waters of the future.
This one Asurmen knew well. He had met his just after his coming of age, and had taught him of the Path, and the nature of the universe. The seer turned, revealing middle-aged features. His almond eyes were a deep amber, a scar across the bottom lip evidence that the survival of Ulthwé had not been without physical confrontation.