|A bunch of handsome french and belgian oldschool players !|
After failing a first attempt, I started over and with a few tips from my GM got to finally cleanse the breeding room !
French Oldhammer day in Metz !
However corrupted a city might be, the eye of justice is always watching...
Something wicked in Prastok
Life in Prastok was following its usual path, everyone busy with their own struggle to survive.
For some reason, a group of squats were following closely.
While some eldar Harlequins were infiltrating the city from the Southern side.
"Unusual events" quickly occured actually with some of the citizens transforming into mindless zombies !
The ogryn sort of lost his temper and started engaging the local authorities.
|"AND STAY DOWN THERE !"|
And the Harlequins had the all ground covered on top of having their targets secured.
And that's when strange things (I mean stranger than zombies popping all over the place) appeared !
At some point, despair started to fall on all those present.
They shook them all day long
But the orks had fans and pretty violent ones...
Meanwhile, the vigilantes were getting a bit over their heads and were starting to capture citizens to secure them and their belongings...
As soon as the power was shut, some of the citizens started to turn into zombies so the power was quickly turned on again...
There was only one way left to end this torture...
But that was until the navigator released a blast of raw warp energy to the fragile brains of the lead singer and guitarist of the band, ending Prastok's worst nightmare so far.
Black or WhiteNext game was a game of 40k 2nd ed opposing my chaos renegades (split in 2 parts between me and Charles) and a stupid alliance between Space Marines of the Aurora chapter and some Eldar from Alaitoc.
Building the list was a laugh as Charles and I both knew the kind of silly stupid things we wanted to happen. MWAHAHAHA
Right in the second turn, our level 4 sorcerer managed to place a vortex grenade right in the middle of the board, blocking lines of sight and some scouts in a shack !
Don't know about you but for us it meant a day made and nothing that would happend after that ould matter.
Not even utterly losing, we had won in our hearts...
Battle Mech mecs
The Atlas was whistling a song about crushing people...
Everything looked fine for my team with Mandrinon my side this time.
The hunchback was quickly cornered but he felt pretty confident !
The trebuchet got out of the wood to go support him.
And the Atlas would fall into the trap laid by one of those small jumping nightmares that end up in your rear every turn...
CHAOS VERSUS LAW !On Sunday, Nico, Gil and I got to play a campaign we had had in mind for a while now to see a fight between chaos and order !
The campaign was composed of 2 small skirmishes which would have an influence on the final battle like in the old campaigns.
And boy we were determined to prove we were on the right side !
The first mission was set during a night when my Norse allies were gathering for the final battle. The Norse commander was resting in the central tent but the Chaos lord had decided to send skaven assassins to slaughter the reinforcements...
Fortunately for me, one of the sentinels, despite not seeing very far in the dark, managed to detect the assassin after his first kill !
Everyone got out of their tents despite not having the time to put their armour on and feeling tired.
The assassin was promptly killed by the guards with the help from 2 champions of Law who were guarding the caravan.
So with the Norse leader alive, that meant the whole Norse force would be here to help and their leader had gain such fame his leadership was reinforced from this.
Now with the Chaos trying such tricks, the forces of order decided to retaliate and attack a baggage which was supposed to bring armour, weapons and food to the chaotic forces.
Joseph Dreed took some archers with him
Meanwhile, some warriors lead by another champion attacked the front of the train to stop it.
Now if you know Nico, you know he's just that sort of fantastic fellow that won't only organise a whole campaign around your models but who will also model a great banner for it !
But the whole army had been waiting for this moment all the time and noone would get in their way and live...
The anvil was holding so it was time for the hammer to retaliate.
Lord Bemil knew hehad to get rid of the demon prince first to avoid any catastrophy and breach into his flanks.
The Demon of Solkan was trying its best to counter the powers of the cultists on the other side of the battlefield.
And that was when Lord Belmir engaged the minotaurs from the flank and wiped them from the face of the world.
The Gods were watching and they had witnessed what their champions' worth was, even the most humble were creature got gifted with terrible powers !
Lord Gladius had managed to escape the claws of the Demon Prince !
Both got out victorious of this epic struggle which could have ended a totally different way on many occasions. Justice and honour were safe for now though...
So this is it !