Commander Farsight - Triumph of the Spirit: Since his arrival at Arkunasha, Farsight had led a number of strike teams to the front line. His XV8 Crisis Battlesuit's Plasma Rifle had claimed more of the Orks' ruling caste than any other. The senior Water Caste envoy that accompanied his expedition, Por'O'Kais, had made a great play of Farsight's victories. Positive propaganda was circulated throughout every bio-dome and mobile base, but still T'au spirits were sinking. In deep talks with Por'O'Kais, Commander Farsight came to the conclusion that one of the Ork race's primary weapons was its warlike spirit. The Orks spent little to none of their energies on angst or paranoia, instead channelling everything they had into seeking and fighting battles. The greenskin armies would expend a great number of lives in pursuing the mobile T'au wherever they were sighted, even if it meant sustaining over ninety percent casualties in the process -- yet that last ten percent would run roughshod over a Hunter Cadre if they caught them. Critically, the close-quarters ability of the Fire Caste was no match for the strength and brutality of the Ork hordes. As the war ground on and the progress graphs in T'au central command took an ever more downward trend, Farsight finished what was to be his definitive work on the greenskin mindset. The Book of the Beast, as O'Shovah called it, was circulated to every Cadre Fireblade, Battlesuit Shas'ui and Kroot Shaper left on the planet. The tactical acumen in its pages was astounding. It taught the Fire Caste how to think like an Ork, to understand their language, even to fight with the fury of an Ork in battle if necessary. Above all, it taught them that their Commander understood the enemy well, and that the T'au could still win.The next few years saw a transformation in the T'au approach to the war for Arkunasha. No longer did the Fire Caste dance out of reach, engaging the greenskin menace at close quarters only when absolutely necessary. Instead, the T'au military machine reversed its tactics, driving teams of Fire Warriors and Battlesuits close to blast apart the Orks wherever Farsight's dune-stalkingPathfinder teams uncovered them. When the Orks mounted one of their fearsome charges, the T'au would hold their ground at the ambush point, kneeling in the rust and laying down a fearsome network of supporting fire that overlapped whenever the Orks came close. Should any greenskin make it through the deadly lattice, they would be charging into a storm of blazing light from the Fire Caste's time-delayed Photon Grenades. If necessary, the surviving greenskins would then be shot at point-blank range or even clubbed to death with the barrels of Pulse Rifles while they reeled from the photon blasts, unable to defend themselves from the vengeful T'au.It was a dangerous tactic, perhaps needlessly so. Yet new life had been breathed into the Fire Caste fighting upon Arkunasha. Many of O'Shovah's pupils took to the new tactic with particular zeal, the combatative Commander Brightsword most of all. Ambassador Por'O'Kais ensured that footage of Brightsword and his cadre overcoming an Ork charge at close quarters was seen far and wide. Up until that point, the T'au had done little more than defend their bio-domes. Now they were relishing the strategy of all-out attack. O'Shovah had put flame in the bellies of his warriors, and it was there to stay. All across the planet, battle broke out with a renewed fervour. In the maze-like canyon networks of the Arkunashan equator, O'Shovah lured columns of rust-plated Ork vehicles into ever narrower channels until, with a simple vehicle kill at each end of the armoured column, the Orks were trapped in place and slaughtered like herdbeasts in an abattoir. Scant miles away, nimble Piranhas led Ork Dakkajets and Deffkoptas on a merry dance through drone-mapped canyons until one by one, the clumsy Ork pilots collidedFarsight's Kroot mercenaries feasted on a daily diet of Dune Ork flesh, adapting to the environment until their skin was tough enough to withstand even a red storm. They roamed the sands with their Knarloc packbeasts, stoically weathering the losses from rust tornados as they plunged into the tempests to ambush the Ork Nobs inside. The vicious greenskin scouts that ranged ahead of each tribe were spied upon and slain in their turn by optimised Stealth Teams, leaving the bulk of each Ork army wandering directionless under the harsh desert sun until they turned upon each other in frustration. Everywhere, the teachings of Farsight's Book of the Beast took their toll. As the Hunter Cadres mastered its methods, O'Shovah led his armies against greenskin hordes that outnumbered them hundreds to one and emerged triumphant. Slowly but surely, the progress graphs in central command began to change.