The cathedral of Death Battle report

The Monastery 

Canoness Angelica stood atop the battlements, the ugly gun shields hastily grafted over the crumbling ancient carvings a brutal testament to the ravages of war her gaze swept across the abandoned barricades spread across the churned over lawns and and ruined gardens dotted about in places were the unrecovered remains of fallen sisters and traitor guardsmen, her lips moved silently in a prayer to the Emperor for the souls fallen on this blighted world, just as she finished, a rising scream in the air announced the resumption of the guard bombardment, the shells landing with heavy crashes further churning the courtyard, her gaze snapped left as a shell carved through the middle of a spire, as the debris rained down to the ground the spire collapsed in a cloud of pulverised rockreate and plasteel.
               Sister Superior Khalan finished her prayers and raised the Imperial Aquila with the attached prayer scroll and affixed it to her chest plate, lifted her bolter and rose to her feet her actions copied by the squad behind her, she raised a fist over her heart and spoke "For the Emperor!" Her squad copied her action and invocation before the squad marched out to take there place on the barricades. Outside the monastery looked like a kicked anthill sisters and intitates running to and fro, servitors and tech adepts moving gear and supplies from the storehouses to the landing area, as they turned to climb the steps to the battlements a castigator main battle tank covered in oath papers and prayer scrolls fluttering in the wind moved up to block the main doors, its tracks ripping up the ancient marble of the destroyed foyer. Angelica raised her gauntleted hand and pointed, Khalan's eyes narrowed as she looked in the direction indicated, dark green and grey tanks appearing at the entrances to the passes "So they are coming again, the transport better get here soon" 

On the plains outside the monastery

"From High Command, the Ultramarines have found out about the besieged Sisters. They may send help." A Comms officer from inside the command Chimera said to Marshall Dreval. She nodded,

"It is to be expected. Such a force would be hard to hide from their prying eyes. " 

She turned to face the array of vehicles and men preparing for battle. 

"We have the area well locked down so if they come it will be by air and I think just to evacuate the sisters. That's if they want to go, they may insist of dying for their so called cause" 

Marshall Dreval turned to her body guards, grim determination was etched across their faces. 

"You have seen the truth that Supreme commander Snarpe shared. We all still love the emperor but to worship him as a god is false. He was just a man. A remarkable man, a titan of a man but just a man. I don't understand why your sisters won't see that. Are you ready to face them?"

The red armoured sisters of battle remained silent. The sister superior stepped forward,

"We wish our sisters had listened to us but they are stubborn and trapped in rhetoric. We must free them"

Hold Until Evac - 2000pts

2pts - Killing a unit

3pts - killing a character

5pts to Defender -  For every defender unit that makes it to transport

5pts to Attacker - For every defender left at the end of the game

The battle for Phalona Reach wages on. Word has got to the Ultramarines that an Adeptus Sororitas monastery was under siege. A transport was despatched to rescue what forces remained!

A 2000pt game I got to bring all my favourite things...….tanks! I had a heavy force of plenty of armour and Ogryns and Bulgryns. There was some infantry as well. All lead by Marshall Dreval (Using Inquisitor Coteaz rules) and her entourage of a squad of Adeptus Sororitas. 

The Sisters held the monastery with infantry, tanks and walkers.

The Phalonian forces await the order to charge 

The Adeptus Sororitas hold the perimeter

The battle started with the sisters infantry holding the perimeter, 2 armoured vehicles advanced containing Arco flagellant's and Sister Repentia along with Penitant engines.

On the right flank a Callidus assassin broke cover and surged forward. She was charged by Phalonian infantry

but she slaughtered them all without remorse. This left her exposed to a lot of tank guns though. The Phalonian tanks let moved forward and brought such a weight of fire down on the advancing forces. 

My Hellhound was destroyed by a Castigator but both of the Sororitas advancing tanks were destroyed, their occupants survived and pushed forward. Brutal hand to hand combat erupted on the front lines. The Bulgryns took casualties but held firm and the Ogryns charged in to clean up the fight with brutal efficiency

Under an assault of mauls and rifle buts a Sister superior falls

 The Phalonian advance was slowed by this sally from the Monastery, so the surviving sisters held firm behind the walls. One unit was getting smashed by a basilisk but they held. 

Paragon War suits came forward to engage the tanks and the holy Saint Celestine descended with a squad of Seraphim's. 

The Paragon War suits fell from the sheer weight of tank fire. Saint Celestine charged at the Phalonians and slaughtered a squad. Unfortunately this left the Saint exposed. Marshall Dreval and her squad brought down most of the Seraphim's with bolter fire.  

With a roar and a sonic boom the Ultramarine transport appeared  landing in the monastery square.

Clearly the Ultramarines did not have a Vertibird. Thank you to Dave for the proxy

The Sisters started to fall back, the Phalonians realised they had been to slow at the advance and hurried firing what they can at the retreating Adeptus Sororitas. The demolisher tank unloaded everything it had at the Living Saint and she finally succumbed crashing to the ground. 

Fire poured down on the retreating sisters but a few units made it to the transport.

A draw Guard 20 VPs to Sisters 20 VPs

Phalona Reach VP total for Victory: 1000

Phalona Reach Defence Forces: 72

Ultramarines :131

Ultramarine Transport 

Sister Superior Khalan sat on the deck of the transport her shoulders slumped, her long white hair dishevelled by the run from the monastery, her one hand still gripped her bolter in a death grip while her other hand gently stroked the hair of Canoness Angelica whose limp and bloodied body she had carried aboard the transport herself, a quiet sob came from the cluster of her sisters scattered through the hold, she looked up as Sister Berdine kneeled on the other side of the fallen form of the Canoness "Is she?" She muttered in a breathy whisper, Khalan met her gaze "She lives, her armour took most of the round" Sister Berdine looked relieved and muttered a quiet prayer of thanks to the Emperor, Khalan instinctively followed in reciting the prayer.
The intercom crackled and the deep voice of the pilot echoed around the cabin "we are approaching the Resilient, prepare for docking" When the intercom went quiet, Berdine locked eyes with Khalan again, her right hand clutched an Aquilla necklace hanging between her breasts "What became of the Saint? Did you see her escape?" The desperate hope in Berdine's eyes triggered a stab of grief in Khalan's heart "She fell" Khalan's voice was choked with unshed tears, her hand again stroked Angelica's hair, Berdine gripped her Aquilla tighter and her voice became heated "Did you actually see her die?" Khalan took a deep breath and admitted "No she was still fighting when we were falling back, but she was surrounded and heavy armoured units were closing on her"
The transport then set down on the landing deck of the Ultramarines warship with a heavy bang of metal on metal, the ramps dropped, immediately a white armoured apothecary and two medicae servitors boarded and began working on the limp form of the Canoness, Khalan and Berdine rose providing space so the medical crew could begin to work, Berdine took Khalan's arm as they walked down the ramp "She will return" when Khalan didn't reply Berdine repeated the statement more forcefully, Khalan finally replied "Yes, she will, praise the Emperor" Berdine nodded both there eyes drawn to an approaching figure in blue power armour, Khalan looked over the warrior, his confident stride, thoughtful gaze and the service studs a strange counterpoint to his lieutenant rank markings, as he reached them, he looked over at the apothecary working on the canoness then back to Khalan before he raised his fist to his chest in salute and spoke "Welcome to the Resilient, I am Lt Titus, I'm sorry we could not extract you sooner, the rebels worked hard to stop us learning of your struggle, we will provide as much aid as we can for you"
Khalan nodded "Thank you Lt, we will need a little time to recover and give thanks to the Emperor but we will be ready for action again soon"
Titus nodded and just said "Good" 

The Monastery 

Marshall Dreval watched the Space Marine transport fly high into the sky, a trail of ineffectual tracer fire chasing after it.  

She scanned the burning cathedral,  Phalonian soldiers searched through the ruins while a green Rogal Dorn slowly traversed its turret watching for any last resistance. Some sisters had gotten away but that was to be expected. The cathedral was taken now and no longer could be used to preach falsehoods. 

Tanks still burned their  ammunition cooking off making sharp cracks and pops.  She turned to her body guards 

“Where is the Saint? “

The sisters stood unmoving, the sister superior stepped forward, 

“There is no body Marshall”

Dreval was confused,  she pointed at the winged corpses and snapped,

“Did we not see the Saint crumple under fire and fall? “

“Yes Marshall, a tank round brought her down but there is no body. Maybe it was vaporised?” The sister superior said visibly annoyed that this could not be explained.  Dreval so her head “This won't be the last we see of her” 

She strode back in the direction of her transport.  As she passed a demolisher tank she snorted a laugh as she spotted a crew member painting what looked like a fairy next to their other kill markers on the turret next to the demolisher cannon. 

She rolled her eyes

“Men”

 

The Catherdral of Death

 Battle Barge Resilient 

Titus stood in the stratageum of the Resilient watching the holo image of the Phalona system projected above the table, with a quiet hum of his armours servos he reached out and entered a series of commands and the image zoomed in on the outskirts of the system, his eyes narrowed at a glowing blip beyond the outermost gas giant, his mouth tightened, the Resilient had received no astropathic communication since arriving in the system and they were not expecting reinforcements. His pondering was interrupted by the thundering of heavy footsteps approching he turned, the silver chain clinking "his blood thundered in his viens, his chest heaving the chainsword seemed to weigh nothing as he swung a heavy blow at the carnifex, the xeno's beast leaned back his sword roaring as the swing passed by withing inches of the beasts gut, the missed blow left him open and the scything claw came down piercing his chesplate and into his chest, blood coughed from his mouth as he fell as the carnifex withdrew its claw" He pushed the sudden memory back with a breath and he focused on the approching figure, the aged white haired face a vivid counterpoint to the dark green of the terminator plate the warrior was wearing, the warrior came to a halt and held out an old rugged pdf dataslate to Titus "We paid a heavy price in blood for this intel, however it confirms the romours we have heard, the Order of the Bloody Rose have not fallen to the same rot that has claimed the rest of this world, they are besiged in the order monestery in the tempest mountain range" 

Titus looked at the dataslate his eyes narrowed "No chance of an approch from the ground going to have to be an air extraction" he turned to one of the chapter serf's manning the stratageum "drop a comm's drone to the monestery lets get some intel from the ground"

Somewhere on Phalona Reach

Boots echoed along the empty corridor of the command bunker. The aide pulled his cloak around him as the draughts from the vents chilled his bones. He clutched a data slate right to his chest. He pushed hard against the gold patterned door. A wash of warm air hit him, then the sweat of too many bodies being in one place for too long. 

Xavier Snarpe turned from the planetary display. His face was lined with stress and worry. 

"Yes?" He snapped at the interruption.

The aide jumped, "Supreme commander our intelligence has found out the Ultramarines have discovered Marshall Dreval's force and his intentions." 

He bowed low and held out the data slate.

Xavier Snape took the data slate and read the contents. 

"Send Marshall Dreval an update. There is nothing more we can do. By the Emperor and his true ways, why does the Imperium not leave us alone. It is a sad day to end such a holy order but we can not let them spout their heresy to the masses now we have committed to this action." 

The aide nodded and headed back the way he came. 

Xavier Snarpe turned back to the planetary display. The forces of Phalona Reach were being hard pressed by the Ultramarines. Freedom for Phalona Reach would not be cheap and the price paid in blood. 

Painting!

 I did some painting! 

Finished uo a squad of Rebel troopers, Tauntaun riders and an AT-RT .

Really happy with these!

Recon (Phalona Reach Campaign)

Vox incoming.......Vox incoming....... origin battlebarge Resilient, Phalona system, Ultima segmentum, set recorders

He woke with a start, squinting his eyes against the bright light, the harsh medicinal smell of antiseptics clashing with the metallic tang of blood. Gently he rose from the bed the sharp stab of pain from his chest made him wince, he looked down at the ugly red scar that ran down his chest just slightly offset to the right, he pondered, was it deliberate by that sarcastic cigar chomping 

Ignoramus, his head snapped to the right at the musical voice "You have a nearly identical scar on your back" he grunted in response admiring the full red lips and shining blue eyes of the woman leaning her shapely hip on the astartes sized medicae bed next to him, he swung his legs off the bed as he sat up "He caught me by surprise, next time he won't walk away" he growled 

Vanessa uncrossed her arms withdrawing her silvered right hand from under her cloak and with a slightly saddend look on her face held a datapad out to him "Captain Vorenous led the Ultramarines 1st against a fully assembled armoured company, the report says Chaplain Andronicus struck down a special forces operative that matches the one that nearly killed you, sorry"

Carlos grabbed the pad, read the entry Vanessa had highlighted and turned and lay the datapad on the bed, his other hand traced the scar on his chest 

"There is no way he is dead"

Somewhere on Phalona Reach

The night was quiet, the only sounds were the distant thump of explosions which was the new norm on Phalona Reach and the crackling of flames from the once proud tanks of the Phalona Reach Defence force. A sharp intake of breath broke the quiet, a shadowy figure moved on the ground, a bloodied hand gripped the wire fence tight and then heaved it's body up to lean against the fence. A flame flickered like a firefly and  a cigar was lit. The figure drew a deep pained breath , a cloud of cigar smoke filled the air around the figure,

"Guess these guys are serious then"

Recon - 1000pts

2pts - Killing a unit

3pts - killing a character

3 Objectives - 5pts if an action taken, extra 5pts if that unit makes it off the board.

Last nights game was another in the Phalona Reach campaign. A smaller game 1000pts, I went full theme and brought what I thought would be a good recon force. Infantry, chimeras and sentinel's.  My opponent thought the same with transports and outriders. 

I advanced my force and got one one objective but the kasrkin could not hold on to complete their action and were killed. 

White feather the assassin and Dutch battled again, Dutch using his speed hit the sniper but didn't take him out and had to hide from the sights of the deadly assassin.

The recon forces advance towards each other

Outriders and a Razorback surged onto the one flank, while my units pushed forward. Another chimera emptied infantry out who made another attempt at capturing the centre objective.

Outriders surge forward towards the Guard lines

Eventually my chimeras were destroyed, intercessors jumped out of a razorback and secured the flank objective covered by the outriders. In the centre a squad of intercessors fell to a hail of fire. Dutch (Sly Marbo) moved in and killed a space marine Librarian

Dutch charges in with his envenomed blade

Space marine terminators teleported onto the last unsecured objective, I did not have the fire power to shift them and despite my best efforts they made it off the board. Under a weight of fire the remaining intercessors boarded a besieged (Ogryns banging on the doors!) Razorback and with the valuable intel they retreated off the board. With the Razorback retreating the Ogryns turned their anger towards the sniper White Feather. Surviving a flurry of blows the sniper wisely put some distance between him and the angry giants. The battle was done the space marine forces taking 2 objectives and the guard 1. 

Space Marine Win 28 VP to Guard 14 VP

Phalona Reach VP total for Victory: 1000

Phalona Reach Defence Forces: 52

Ultramarines :111

This is going to be a hard battle for the guard to hold onto this planet but that fits canonically. The imperium does not take kindly to planets wanting freedom.  

Armoured Clash (Phalona Reach Campaign)

 Phalona Reach's horizon was changed by war, flashes of light, plumes of smoke and explosions were a permanent fixture now. Phalona Reach defence forces and Ultramarines clashed  in  the cities and the open land. the battle for the planet had truly begun.

The second battle of my little of campaign was rolled up and it was Pitched battle 

Pitched battle

10VP for killing a character

5VP for killing a unit

No objectives just a straight fight 

This game was 2000pts, so another large battle. As it was a battle for kills I brought as much armour as i can. Infantry would grant easy kills. My opponent bought an entire terminator list! (It was a joke we had talked about in the day as he was counting the terminators he owned.) so i was glad of all the tanks.

The battle started with guard searching for targets, only 2 squads of terminators and a Land raider to be seen the Guard commanders knew there were more forces waiting to teleport in.  Bulgryns on the left flank advanced to protect the artillery. The artillery pounded targets and slowed their advance. The tanks that could poured fire into the Land Raider and destroying it. Dutch (Sly Marbo) was on the scene and shadowing a squad of terminators and a captain. His attempts to shoot the captain down failed. 

The terminators slow deliberate advance carried on. The tanks poured fired into them and some terminators fell but the ancient armour carried many space marines through shots that would have ended even marines in Primaris armour. The Guard held the line well forcing the teleporting Ultramarines to stay in front of the lines. Dutch found himself fighting a squad of terminators and was struck down by a Chaplain....Will we see Dutch again?  

The Ultramarine advance was inevitable, as soon as they closed into close combat the tanks fell one by one. Valiantly fighting but unable to give themselves enough space to bring their full force to bear.

Smoke filled the air, the crew of the Rogal Dorn Phalona's Fury loaded and fired, loaded and fired. Commander Laricon searched for new threats. the slow advance of the heavily armoured Ultramarine's was unnerving. Even when some fell the others carried on regardless. The battle had started well but the closer the Ultramarines got the more tanks were pulled apart by their ancient weapons. The company vox screeched into life,

"This is the 1st company of the Ultramarines! there is no shame in retreating to fight another day. We stood against the best and showed them what simple men can do. Commander Laricon retreat with what ever forces are left." Colonel Dubri's  voice echoed around the tank.

Laricon rubbed his cordite stained eyes and looked towards Dubri's Leman Russ tank. Terminator chain fists ripped holes into the thick armour, fire and smoke poured from the rents made. Laricon saw Dubri  leaning out of his hatch firing a bolt pistol and cursing the Ultramarines. His tank fired one last volley before succumbing to the damage caused. Commander Laricon led the small band of survivors clear of the battle field, a sombre mood hanging over the Phalona Reach defenders.

The Ultramarines took a huge win here Ultramarines 54 VP to Phalona reach guard 6VP

Phalona Reach VP total for Victory: 1000

Phalona Reach Defence Forces: 38

Ultramarines :83

From the Imperium 

Chaplain Andronicus removed his helmet and took a deep breath of the smoke filled air watching the the traitor guard tanks retreat in disarry, he remained still and silent as Captain Vorenous stepped up beside him, the crackling buzz of his power sword dying away as he thumbed the power switch 

"Well we killed Colonel Dubri instead of capturing him and Commander Laricon's armoured unit is still a going concern though it has took casualties, command should be pleased"

     The chaplain's eyes narrowed and he let out a grunt before speaking his voice low "An expensive victory many of our brothers have fallen to help return The Emperor's light to this blighted world"

The Chaplain turned, the servo's in his armour whining, his eyes seeming to bore into Vorenous soul "We must continue our service" he raised his arm pointing his Crozious in the direction of the fleeing tanks "These heretic's have dared to raise arms against the Master of Mankind, our Primarch has tasked us to bring them to heel, it is our duty and our purpose" 

Vorenous nodded in response, before turning and marching back toward his men, Chaplain Andronicus lowered the Crozious glanced once more toward the dust clouds on the horizon before replacing his helmet and marching back toward the men.......

Warhammer World

 

Decided to take a spontaneous trip to Warhammer world as I have been wanting to see the exhibition for a long time. I have to say was good fun and I got to see some dioramas that I remember from white Dwarf in the 90s 

Space Wolves vs Tyranids

I remember this from decades ago!

and this one!

Recreation of the art work from the first box of space marines I bought

Warhammer Quest how I miss you 

This picture clearly tells me I need another super heavy tank

The Guard are the greatest aren't they

Was a good fun afternoon, seeing old minis, reminiscing about said minis, being blown away by the paint schemes, seeing new minis I have never seen before and looking at the huge Forge world minis with huge price tags to match!

Quick snack and a beer in Bugmans then headed home. really nice day

Battle is Joined (Phalona Reach Campaign)

 

The Sky lit up with defence batteries, planetary cannons fired at unknown targets past the clouds high in the sky. Smaller batteries sent tracer fire at the incoming craft of the Ultramarines, drop pods streaked down to the planet like shooting stars and following them Thunderhawk's slowed and flared to a landing disgorging grim faced angels of death. The defenders of Phalona Reach manned their positions. They knew the Imperium wouldn't let their cry for freedom stand, but they were a brave people and would stand for their planet.

The first battle of my vague attempt at a planetary campaign began on Monday night. using my own homemade missions. the first one we rolled was a nice simple Take and Hold. 

Take and hold

- 1 Home objective each 3 in No mans land. 

- 5 VPs for holding an objective. 

- 10 VP for holding your opponents home objective.

- 3 VP for killing a Character

- 2 VP for killing a unit

For this game we had 2000pts, so a relatively large first battle.  the battle started with a withering round of fire from the Ultramarines, the war glaive I had brought brand shiny new for the campaign was brought down to one wound and the Ultramarines advanced. The Guard moved to secure objectives on their turn and hit the space marines hard with return fire. 

Sly Marbo (Though for the purposes of this campaign he will be called Dutch as sly Marbo would not appear on technically a traitor planet) hunted down Vindicare assassin who was taking pot shots at the Phalona forces. Grimly holding onto objectives the Phalona defenders were treated to a swift and sudden deep strike. Jump pack equipped veterans coming down from the sky's and terminators appearing in a shimmer of light. The terminators charged a Rogal dawn and brutally attacked it with their chain fists, eventually destroying it. The Rogal Dorn blasted an already weakened land raider destroying it, unfortunately it had already disgorged its lethal cargo. Marneaus  was personally leading the unit that came out of the land raider. These guys charged my Sentinel's destroying one and forcing the other to fallback where it was eventually brought down by gunfire. A chimera sat burning while Kasrkin desperately tried to secure an objective.  It didn't end well and they all died defending their objective. Gaunts ghosts (Phalona Bravo Six zero for the purposes of the campaign) held their objective all game even though there was only one member of the unit left at the end. The middle objective was captured by Marneaus and his bodyguards. The infantry squad sent to stop them fell victim to a horrendous hail of bolter fire. 

Dutch knew the assassin was out there. He could smell him, sweat dripped down Dutch's face as he scoured his surroundings. He had secluded himself in a large ruins as that's where the shot had come from.  A large Ultramarine tank had prowled past his position and once it had stopped he could hear the clamour of fighting but he remained undetected. While monitoring the tank he almost failed to notice the Vindicare assassin silently drop down from the floor above in the ruins they were both hiding in. The Vindicare assassin leapt at Dutch slashing him with a knife. The wound stung deep but Dutch pulled out his blade and kicked out catching the assassin unawares making them stumble. Dutch then thew his knife impaling the assassin against the wall "Stick around" Dutch snorted

The battle ended so close the Phalona forces managed to hold onto enough objectives to take the victory by just 3 VPs

Phalona Reach VP total for Victory: 1000

Phalona Reach Defence Forces: 32

Ultramarines :29

Phalona Reach

 

Phalona Reach is a large planet on the edges of Imperium space. Surrounded by a an asteroid belt providing a plentiful supply of minerals meaning the planets population are quite well off compared to the average Imperium citizen and the planet it self is protected somewhat from the horrors of the galaxy. Recently elected to rule the planet is a man called Xavier Snarpe . A man with extreme views and charisma. He gives speeches about throwing the shackles of the imperium and most of the worlds populace are starting to agree with him. In an audacious move he stopped the Imperial tithes from Reach, using the minerals to pour into their own defences and military forces.

"For to long the imperium has ignored us. They take and take and what do we get? What does Phalona get from the imperium? I'll tell you........nothing!!!! The Emperor would never abandon us but the High lords of Terra? They would in a heart beat if they had hearts. Take and take is all they do, well now we are free and the minerals of this planet are all ours as is rightfully so. We are not blind to the threats we face human and xenos so must be ready and stand together! Our military will increase, our space defences will need bolstering and we most of all need you Phalona. Your selves, your sons and daughters to produce, manufacture and defend our sacred planet! Are you with me Phalona!!!!" - Governor Snarpe

The planets Arbites force was overwhelmed by a surprisingly well organised and larger than suspected PDF force and Phalona's time as an independent planet started. Years went by until an adminstratum drone found that tithes from Phalona has stopped and the slow gears of the imperium started to move. It was noted that an Ultramarines battle barge was in a nearby sector and would be rerouted to remind the planet of their duty to the emperor. 

In his palace Xavier Snarpe received word of the arriving battle barge from various inter system ships captains. He gathered his command staff . He knew this would happen he knew the angels of death would arrive at some point the imperium is slow not stupid.  He stood and headed to the command room

"So it begins"

From the Imperium perspective (written by Matt the Space Marine player)

The old satellite drifted around in orbit of the dirty grey planetoid as it had for centuries uncounted it's instruments still watching the depths of space, it's machine brain following it's programmed instructions dutifully. Suddenly with a violent screaming burst of red and violet energy space was ripped open the narrow breach opened a passage spitting a swarm of cathedral like vessels to sweep past the satellite there forms shedding waves of energy from there flanks as the translation was completed and tge breach sealed itself. Auspex's pinging waves across the system gathering data into the vessels cogitators, assessing the strategic situation the vessels manouvering thrusters fired bringing the bows around toward the target that had been selected and the main engines fired with a roar shoving the vessels forward. In the stratagium a towering figure in blue power armour stood stoicly looking at the main situation display his grizzled face giving nothing of his thoughts away, his right hand tightened into a fist causing the silver chain around his arm guard to chink, he showed no respose to the heavy footfalls behind him telling of an approching warrior, this warrior came to a halt next to him his dark green armour a vivid counterpoint to the first warriors blue, taking a deep breath the warrior in green spoke

"Lt Titus the enemy awaits us"

Titus turned away from the holotank strode past the warrior in green, he turned his head briefly to the Dark Angel

"Ready your men, we drop as soon as we are in range"

The Bug is back. Fetch the primer!

 After my small existential crisis I was so happy with how my Wookie's came out, I decided to paint some more Star Wars Legion stuff. I found out a squad of rebel troopers, Luke Skywalker and Princess Leia. I took my time though I did realise I had not done my normal sand dip to texture the base. A quick stop in Warhammer while I was in Birmingham and I picked up some mud texture paint.

Again I am well happy with how they came out.

I think they look really good. I am dreading painting the Empire side of things as that is a lot of white paint. Thankfully still got some rebels left to paint. 

New Adventures and a small Existential Crisis

My legend of a friend Alex gave me the Star Wars Legion starter set and many other models. Now I have a new game to fawn over and play. The models went together really easily and I have decent size forces for both the rebellion and the Empire. 

I am aware that a new edition has just been released and that would require lots of new cards and stuff printed out. I am very tempted to just play with the rules and all the nice looking cards in the box for now,  See where we go from there. 

I have built all the infantry now just left is a transport for each faction. Those models will require a bit more concentration. Now onto my existential crisis.

I have recently painted a new model (Don't want to say what it is until its finished) and after i thought I had finished it I sat and looked at it and just wasn't happy. I think I have become a bit to laid back with my speed paints. Rushing through models just so I could get them painted. This has left my last models not t the standard I want. So I have resolved to slow down my painting and take my time. I selected one unit to start and paint. Over 2 painting sessions I got them completed  and here is my first Star wars legion unit.

Wookie Warriors

I am really happy with these guys, I especially love the one Wookie dragging the Storm Trooper, he looks super mean.

I think I did a much better paint job without rushing so I hope you like them?

Phalona Campaign

As anyone that's read my blog for a while will know I prefer the narrative wargame to tournament play styles.  Now I love my 40k games but always wanted a bit of a campaign to them. Now I know GW have crusade rules but I wanted something a touch simpler than that. I read a lot of Goonhammer articles on different types of campaigns. Map campaigns, flow chart campaigns etc . All sound really good but a lot of effort to set up and good for multiple people but I mainly play my one friend ( gotta try and beat my introvertness and play other people) so I just wanted something simple. So this idea came to me!

Have a planet with a high Victory point target. We play games as normal, at the end of the game each player takes there VP total from that game and adds it to their plantery total. First one to reach the target takes the planet!! Simple what do you think?

We can fluff up each battle as we see fit for linking it all to one planet.

Now me and my usual opponent are terrible for remembering how to do 40k missions and secondaries so I made up some missions for us to use. They focus on one aspect and instead of secondaries you get VPs for killing characters and units. Will the missions work?? Who knows till I give them a go. I have 3 types

Skirmishes and raids 1k pts or less

Big battles 1k pts or more

Special Scenarios 

Each section has 3 missions such as Smash and Grab, take and hold and Last stand. This gives us missions to play with what ever force we have on hand or time to plan ahead. Only time to play a quick game let's do a Skirmish. Loads of time then big battle it is. 

Well we shall see how it goes and what works and what doesn't . 

Guard transport

 I got my self another chimera proxy. This one from the station forge range printed by Hammerline minis.

I really like this model my favourite is the guy manning the heavy stubber. 

Safe Haven Gaming

 I think I have mentioned that into to a gaming club but haven't mentioned the name or anything about it. Thought I would wrote a little blog up about it as a kind of thank you to the people running the club. It's run by a lovely couple called Daz and T. (I won't use their full names just incase they don't want all the fame my blog will bring them)

In a little town called Netherton tucked away at the local Conservative club . Every Sunday (12 till 12) Monday (7 till 12) and Tuesday ( 7 till 12) various games are played! 

Thanks to my shift pattern I don't get to go every week but whenever I go I am always made to feel welcome. Which is always a bonus in our hobby. My kids have come with me several times and play with some of the other  members kids or just chill while their dad gets a game in . My oldest has even entered the clubs blood bowl league with his dark elves (who keeps trying to throw the ball like normal elves. Though he has assassin now so is trying to stab as many opposition players as possible) and every opponent has been super nice and supportive with him. 

When ever you walk in there is always a game being played, mostly 40k or magic the gathering but they have regular Dungeons and dragons sessions and most people there are always willing to try a new game that someone has.

 Lots of the people there have lovely painted armies and there is a good mix of competitive players and casual players so a wide range of opinions on games, army lists , rules etc. 

They have an awesome set of terrain to borrow for your game and most people would lend you a model or 2  to tryout. 

That's really all I can say. Everyone is awesome and I'm glad I was introduced to the club!

Even more Lion Warriors!

 Here's more lion warriors!!

My Stern Guard veterans

Company Heroes!

A librarian 

I think that's almost the entire Socratis line from Station Forge . There are a few units that don't fit with my theme so not to worried about them. There are bikes and one tank but I am rapidly running out of storage