The following article is a /tg/ related story or fanfic. Should you continue, expect to find tl;dr and an occasional amount of awesome.
LOFN is a cute lil' bugger created due to some perverse self loathing on the part of fa/tg/uys where they AGREED DAMN IT that having a half eldar spawn of LCB would just push things into an ocean of bad but then we did it anyway cause we're kind of retarded and damn it, it's cute anyway. Lofn, in Scandinavian mythology, is the goddess of forbidden love, aptly named, according to the Anon who named her, since the entire LIIVI/Taldeer thing is pretty (wee)taboo to begin with anyway.
Concerning her /tg/ related lore, she has the terrifying ability to render anything completely docile without giving it a second thought. Some fa/tg/uys claim it to be a synapse aura like that of the Tyranid hivemind, but on a much smaller scale. She tends to travel with a small group of Tyranids or local wildlife as her retinue and travels across planets either via webway or hiding aboard trade ships.
In Dawn of War Retribution it is firmly believed that the 'Good End/Epic End' is a combination of the Space marine and Eldar endings. Lofn. is said to have escaped before Taldeer's death/soulstone transmission, her current whereabouts are unknown. Probably still searching for Daddy LIIVI though.
Only six years had passed while she searched for her lost love. To one blessed with a lifespan as long as hers, a century was no more than another start of a new set of seasons. But now everyday seemed to last an eternity.
For six years had he been gone. She only kept hope of finding him by his nightly whispers in her dreams. She knew in her mind that he was most likely dead. His death was likely brutal, to be tortured until he confessed or finally died of his wounds after being brought back from death time and again until he would admit to heresy. She knew he would never make a sound if he thought to do so would betray her. He would rather die. She tried to keep that knowledge outside of her head, instead believing in the tiny spark of hope that her heart clung onto.
For six years she had remained vigilant in her search. Even after their daughter, their beautiful, beautiful daughter had been born. She couldn’t believe her father who had in all of his life only shown compassion to her mother before her untimely death had warmly held his grandchild after her birth. Her elder sister and apprentice had been much more open and vocal. The child was a living miracle. A half breed should be been born a genetic monster, lucky to survive in the womb until birth at all. But fate was to be kind and gifted her a tiny being of love even the writers and watchers of her universe couldn’t help but melt at. Finally, after so long there was a tiny star whose light had the power to eventually touch and pierce the darkness of the galaxy. Her love had to be alive to see their tiny star, he just had to.
She was roused from her thoughts when her daughter snuggled deeper into her breast with a small sniffle as if she could feel her mother’s distress. Quickly she began slowly running her fingers through her child’s hair, making soft cooing noises. Her daughter quickly calmed and the small, alien organism beside her pillow let out a relieved ‘unyuu’ and promptly fell back asleep. She smiled faintly before snuggling closer to her offspring and began singing a soft lullaby her own mother had sang to her and her sister as children. It is not something that can ever be described by words, human or eldar. Nor could the level of emotional and physical safety felt by both parties ever be quantified. Before the mother fell asleep to her own lullaby and her daughters soft, steady breathing, she could almost see her lover lying on the other side of the bed holding both her and her daughter. She even saw that he was at ease, for the first time in his life he seemed at peace.
Taldeer smiled softly and gently kissed her little girls forehead.
“Goodnight Lofn, we’ll find your daddy tomorrow.”
It was something she always said to keep their hopes up and she took one last look at the ghostly image of her lover before falling asleep. Though she was asleep, the apparition did not disappear. The scarred man got up and leaned over his lover and longingly stroked her lips and brushed his own with those same fingers. He then kissed his daughter’s forehead exactly where her mother did and slowly got out of bed and stood. He took a few minutes to watch over the two as they slept and finally let out a sad smile.
“Goodbye… I love you both.”
LIIVI slowly vanished, the wisp of his smile being the last to finally smoke away inside the room’s breezeless air. He would be waiting for them.
There is a loooong fictional story involving Lofn here. Warning: Contains PROMOTIONS and bondage
That's what Lofn should have looked like by GW canon
Isn't /tg/ canon more awesome?
Awesomer than awesomest awesome?
An Imperial Artist's approximation of what an actual half-Eldar spawn would look like.
(Loltrader canon proofs that a Half-Eldar would not be a living abortion.
The Sisters of Battle know what to do with Lofn.