Results for Alexander vs Justin
Alexander = 4 vps, Justin = 1 vp
Temeluchus coalesced his essence from the pain, death and hate scattered around the landscape below. That his form erupted violently from one of his loyal followers did not register in his mind. There was only one concern to feed. The daemon was young, in there eternal sense, and had few chance to reap destruction on the material plane. Temeluchus had missed the great war that had ravaged this planet, but bidden by the only mortal who could command such forces, Temeluchus had now come.
He stood, for Temeluchus still thought of itself as male, amongst a score of the Black Legion. They were awed and fearful of his presence. It begins. The psionic though reverberated through their bones and the Black Legion roared their approval.
The rhinos barreled through the diseased and decayed landscape while Temeluchus kept pace on leathery wings. He could taste blood and fear ahead of them in a small ruined building. Men awaited them, small insignificant and tasty manflesh. As bolter rounds and las-shots erupted from the building Temeluchus tickled the fabric of reality and drew forth a score of men, who were terrified to find themselves in the path of a Rhino and the doorstep of a daemon. Temeluchus never got to savor their flesh.
Explosions rippled his body and penetrated his flesh, thrown mercilessly from servitor drones on the roof. He snarled in anger, then fear. Slick and silvery he felt the penetrating blasts of a psi-cannon. Temeluchus opened his mouth in rage as he tasted the Inquisitors scent and something else - the pathetic taste of a lessor daemon, diminished more by its shame and defeat. His body dissolved into the immaterium but he stayed close and watched.
His marines crashed into the human line. The men lashed outside by his sorcerous abilities were slain quickly by the troops from one Rhino while the other Rhino plowed into the ruins. Temeluches watched as a pathetic Bloodletter charged his marines. Some how this little worm was kept by the humans, no matter though as it was killed without much of a fight. Perhaps it welcomed death, thugh Temeluches knew that would bring little relief.
The humans were no match for the twisted Black Legion. Bolter rounds and melta-blast left scant remains behind and the Black Legion scaled their way to the roof and surrounded the inquisitor. The man fought in a way his kind would have called valiant, and just before he was overwhelmed the man initiated a teleporter beacon with a bloody hand. And vanished. The marines set about to catching the few wounded men still alive. Temeluchus smiled, he would have a new body soon.
Alexander = 4 vps, Justin = 1 vp
Temeluchus coalesced his essence from the pain, death and hate scattered around the landscape below. That his form erupted violently from one of his loyal followers did not register in his mind. There was only one concern to feed. The daemon was young, in there eternal sense, and had few chance to reap destruction on the material plane. Temeluchus had missed the great war that had ravaged this planet, but bidden by the only mortal who could command such forces, Temeluchus had now come.
He stood, for Temeluchus still thought of itself as male, amongst a score of the Black Legion. They were awed and fearful of his presence. It begins. The psionic though reverberated through their bones and the Black Legion roared their approval.
The rhinos barreled through the diseased and decayed landscape while Temeluchus kept pace on leathery wings. He could taste blood and fear ahead of them in a small ruined building. Men awaited them, small insignificant and tasty manflesh. As bolter rounds and las-shots erupted from the building Temeluchus tickled the fabric of reality and drew forth a score of men, who were terrified to find themselves in the path of a Rhino and the doorstep of a daemon. Temeluchus never got to savor their flesh.
Explosions rippled his body and penetrated his flesh, thrown mercilessly from servitor drones on the roof. He snarled in anger, then fear. Slick and silvery he felt the penetrating blasts of a psi-cannon. Temeluchus opened his mouth in rage as he tasted the Inquisitors scent and something else - the pathetic taste of a lessor daemon, diminished more by its shame and defeat. His body dissolved into the immaterium but he stayed close and watched.
His marines crashed into the human line. The men lashed outside by his sorcerous abilities were slain quickly by the troops from one Rhino while the other Rhino plowed into the ruins. Temeluches watched as a pathetic Bloodletter charged his marines. Some how this little worm was kept by the humans, no matter though as it was killed without much of a fight. Perhaps it welcomed death, thugh Temeluches knew that would bring little relief.
The humans were no match for the twisted Black Legion. Bolter rounds and melta-blast left scant remains behind and the Black Legion scaled their way to the roof and surrounded the inquisitor. The man fought in a way his kind would have called valiant, and just before he was overwhelmed the man initiated a teleporter beacon with a bloody hand. And vanished. The marines set about to catching the few wounded men still alive. Temeluchus smiled, he would have a new body soon.
My second game was against a rather new Necron player. He had 2 units of warriors a lord and two destroyers. I added a platoon of guard with my 250pts. This scenario was a single objective with missile falling in randomly. Neither of us took any causalities from the missiles. I stood at shot most of the game. By turn 2 I had beaten on whole unit of warriors and killed them completely so that they could not come back. He then attempted to deep strike near my units (Necrons can teleport from the field and back on) suffered a mishap and lost the whole unit causing a phase out. For winning I got two veteran abilities and
50 extra points in the next game.
Here is my fluff followed by my list for game three.
Background and Battle Report
Nathanial Forrest of the 2nd Rimrock stood on a plateau overlooking the edge of the city, watching as his men picked through the city looking for any remains the Necrons may have left behind. He never understood the Necrons and it bothered him, appearing without warning and leaving the same way. If one failed to consider the gauss burns on the buildings and the dead, you could miss the evidence for an attack all together. Nathanial had not been there for the fight, being relegated to logistics by the Inquisitor that currently stood beside him. It bothered him that his men had gone to battle without him, but Lt. Farringhay had done his job, as Forrest had trained him to do, and few of his were among the dead. Promoted grizzled sergeants always made the best platoon commanders; those pieces of shit nobles the Schola assigned to him were not worth a damn and usually got their head blown off in the first fight.
*****
Lord Von Strauberg stood beside the Imperial officer surveying the city after the battle. He didn't like Captain Forrest at all. He was the kind of Imperial Officer Von Strauberg abhorred. Not willing to sacrifice his men for Emperor and confident instead of faithful. Von Strauberg looked at the man and Forrest met his gaze. Most men would not meet the gaze of Inquisitor and if they dared do so would be convulsing in fear, this man was rigidly still and the only detectable movement was made by this cybernetic arm which loaded his favored shotgun. It was as if Forrest's arm had done the action so many times it was automatic. Forrest may have not even consciously realized he was doing it. Von Strauberg looked away from the officer, his eye drawn by a slight glint of metal moving down one of the streets. Moments later a line of ferals emerged moving quickly down the city sidewalks. Has his eyes focused he realized that had no firearms and lacked the imperial insignia.
*****
“The cavalry has arrived”, Nathanial said a half smile creeping across his scarred face.
“Whatever do you mean Captain?”
“Those primitive screwheads watched the whole fight. I saw them on the lifescan ‘board my Valk.”
“ And you failed to warn me!”
“ Didn’t think it was important at the time M’lord... ‘sides you seemed a mite busy shootin the ‘Crons” Nathanial responded butchering proper etiquette.
“Ferals are intolerable... no fear of the Emperor. Call your men and order them to take firing positions”
“Firing positions? We beat the stargods. 10-1 they are headin in to join up and it just so happens a have a few explosive tipped lances we liberated from Bosun V.”
“Liberated. Do you mean....... stole…. Captain?”
“No M’lord we were jus keepin’ safe ‘till we encountered a unit that needed im.”
******
Captain Forrest watched as Serg. Johnson handed out the lances to the first of the primitives. Immediately upon receiving the lance one of the youngest knights charged off into the distance and speared a tree. The charge exploded and all that remained of the tree and the knight was the back end of a horse and 2 burned carbon shells. This might require more training that Capt. Forrest thought….
Daemonhunters for Campaign
Deamonhunter List
Lord Inquisitor, Von Strauberg
Psycannon, Power weapon, auspex
Retinue
3 gun servitors with heavy bolters 3 Acolyte w/Carapace and bolters, Calculus Logi, 1 Mystic, 235pts
10 Inquistorial Storm Troopers
2 melta guns
120pts
10 Inquisitorial Storm Troopers
2 Plasma guns
120pts
Deamonhost
85pts
Inducted Platoon
Platoon Command
Vox Autcannon
45pts
Inf 1
Lasercannon vox
70pts
Inf 2
Missile Launcher vox
65pts
Inf 3
Lasercannon vox
70pts
Platoon 2
Command
Vox
40pts
Inf 1
Vox Heavy Bolter
65pts
Inf 2
Heavy Bolter vox
65pts
6 Feral Recruits (Rough Riders) (yes these are my bretonnian knights if you want to know why read King David's space ship)
70pts
1050pts
Aye, it be a shame that demon left wanting of inquisiflesh. Sure as the sun that teleporter gonna fail one uh dees days -Luke-
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