"Is an Eldar not entitled to the sweat of his brow? 'No!' says the man on Terra, 'it belongs to the Emperor.' 'No!' says the man on Mars, 'it belongs to the Omnissiah.' 'No!' says the man on T'au, 'it belongs to everyone.' I rejected those answers; instead, I chose something different. I chose the impossible. I chose... Commorragh. A city where the artist would not fear the censor; where the Haemonculus would not be bound by petty morality; where the Archon would not be constrained by the slave! And with the sweat of your brow, Commorragh can become your city as well."

-- Asdrubael Vect on Commorragh