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Black Templar Vs Black Templar
Well It has happened, Another Black Templar player has dared to try and build a reputation by trying to defeat the Bloodrite!
Funny thing, A new kid moves from Toronto to Where I live and askes the store that I usually play at who are the best in the area! He says he has 4700pnts worth of black templar and tells the store owner that he doesnt want to play noobs and wants to know where all the experianced players play! He laughs at the kid who looks kinda funny at him. I look over my shoulder from the Codex section with a small smirk on my face. Thinking "Another Black Templar Player. About time. But hes cocky for a new guy around here." Anyways he looks at me and asks what I play seeing me looking at the Dark Eldar Codex. I replay Tau as I hear him almost burst into laughter. "And Black Templar" as I stare the impudent youth strait in the eyes! His smile fades from his face and he gives me a dirty look. He replies "So you play Templar Eh, So how big of an army do you have?". I continue to look at the codex and ignore this youth as I turn and say "9000+ points"
The look on his face was priceless. The store manager starts to snikker and the stranger walks over and asks him a question. The store manager saids loud enough for me to hear, "He hasnt been beaten yet" The stranger walks up and asks me "Want to have a game?"
I turn and say "How many points?"
He saids "How about my whole army? 4700pnts?
I say "Accepted, Tonight 80pm?"
So I go home and gather the army, which ironically I had a list for already. Bringing all my models (just for fun) I pull out the BloodRite 4700 list and start placing the pieces on the board! I watch as he places his army which was painted Black and Blue for some unknown reason. So in contrast to my Black and Red it was interesting! He asked me why I called them the BloodRite and I told him my usual reason for it.
Then the game began
I will post the link for the battle report in this thread as Im sure many of you are quite interested in seeing what happened!
Dang, that's probably going to be insane
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Good luck! cant wait for this battle report. Gonna be pretty big. I have never played a game over 1,500 points.
Make sure to have a good, full day available for that game... it'll be insane.
What vow are you planning on using? (Unless your enemy is also on Librarium Online, in which case don't give him the advanced information.)
Every whisper of the future from the Warp speaks of a hundred battles lost, a thousand lives devoured and a million enemies born. -- Inquisitor Lord Babel
Well Im writing the game right now!
Why dont you guess and Ill tell you if your right
Like common what makes the most sence, Not Be Pure in Mind, Body And Soul. Templars dont use witches!
Babel, please. EVERYONE knows that Blood God always takes 'Accept any challege, no matter the odds.'
Looking forward to reading the battle report. It better be good... :lol:
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we all know he has no chance, although it should be really interesting!
go show him why you never lose!
Right Hand of the Emperor!
<span style='font-size:9pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:black'>Order of the Black Rose</span>
<span style='font-size:9pt;line-height:100%'><span style='color:red'>Blood God's Initiate</span></span>
Going to post it tonight, Its going to be a good read thats for sure. nice and Fluffy!
I will write it in a fluff style as I enjoy it much more
Akratil took the field, The sounds of the Land Raider Crusader drowning out any other noise. The feild was flat and the vegitation barely was large enough to cast a shade upon the land. Akratil servayed the area as the though of the true meaning of "Battle Field" took root in his mind!
A rougue Templar faction was reported to be assualting the city of Comanith. Akratil was outraged at the sound of a brother chapter to be acting so against the code of the Templar and indulging in wanton destruction! Chaos has found its way into their hearts and Akratil was bent on tearing them out for it!
The war machine that was the BloodRite continued to march as the tanks rolled and the bikes scouted ahead. Bringing news of the rebel Templar faction residing in the feilds just north of the Bloodrites position over a ridge!
Akratil stopped and the army followed suit!
Speaking as his voice tore through the heavens "You have been found guilty of war crimes not suiting a Templar faction. The blood of Innocence drips from your blades as you have ravaged this planet with your incistant blood crimes. Stand and meet the fury of the Bloodrite and be clensed of the chaos that cources through your body!
"PREPARE YOURSELF, YOUR BLOOD DEBT IS ABOUT TO BE PAYED IN FULL!"
With that the BloodRite charged, rushing to the front lines to kill the traitorous scum. But before the clash of blades and the fire of Bolters came the sound of the Ordanace. The ground shook as the explosions assaulted the earth. Tearing deep gouges with each impact. The traitorous marines screamed as their skin and armor melted away. The ones caught directly in the blast being blown apart there extremidies being thrown to every section of the battlefield. The Bike squads quickly rushing in and finishing the remainder of the front troop deployments. The Bloodrite troops fired into their adversaries with the fury of a caged tiger. Watching as the bullets ripped through their opponents the two armies colided. The rebel Templar deftly moved his land raider crusader and Terminators upon Akratils right flank hoping to pinch the army and provide a cross fire. The Rebel Terminators tore into the bike squads tearing flesh and metal apart without repreave. The rebels land raider crusader moved in, adorned with skulls and the skins of the fallen. The boltguns equiped on the tank exploaded in flame as their bullets shreeked into the BloodRites lines, killing many marines. Quickly and without mercy the side of the land raider crusader exploaded furiously as 2 well place lascannon shots hit the landraider, blowing the whole left side to shrapnel. Killing all inside. Akratils Dreadnought took the field. The fighting was furious, neither army giving ground. Blood soaked the ground and the bodies stacked so that each army had to clime over the dead just to meet their enemy.
Akratils Emperors Champion looked through the army finding the rebels champion. Cleaving his way through the Bloodrite the rebel chapion made his way towards Akratil. Grinning The Emperors Champion charged the rebels champion only to fall short when the challenge was issued!
"Akratil, I Mevenon The Champion of The Circle of Light. I challenge you to honourable combat. Accept or Die" With this the champion charged Akratil. Swinging his blade down in a cross that would have split Akratils head open. But Akratil proved the smarter as he caught the Blade in a deft pary with his mastercraft crozius as he leveled a punch into the champions face with his power fist watching as the mask bent and fell off. The Champions face was twisted with boils on his skin and pieces of flesh hanging limply from his skull. His teeth were sharpened and his hair came out in clumps. Chaos had twisted all that was human from him. Nothing, not even the remenance of a once beautiful face were left. Akratil charged the Champion who was barley staying on his feet from the vicious blow. The champion looked up just to see the power fist grab his neck and lift him into the air and off his feet. The rebel champion looked into the mask of Akratil, Seeing the shape of the mask for what it truely was. The mask of death himself. The champion had enough time to admire the shape of the helm looking from the bottom of it up the workmanship was masterful right down to the burning red eye slits that bore into the champion as if reading all his deapest darkest sins and laying his soul out for all to see. In those eyes Mevenon found no mercy, no respite and most of all no forgiveness. Shutting his eyes as Akratil moved his mastercrafted crozius cross to his opposite shoulder the words leaving mevenons lips " Emperor forgive me, Forgive me for my sins". Akratil brought the mastercrafted crozius across in a vicious swing that cleaved mevenons skull directly in two. Blood spraying all over Akratils armour he dropped the champion. Raised his weapons as a mighty Battlecry left his lips.
The Bloodrite heartened by the show of strength from their leader let loose all their fury. The bloodrites land raider crusader plowed through the dead enemies letting loose its fury. The BloodRite dreadnought firing the direct lascannon hits against the circle of light dreadnought. Watching as the burning heap hit the ground. The Bloodrite Terminators Deepstriked in the thick of battle tearing up the Turned Circle Of Light marines leaving a terrible blow upon the enemy marines. Flamers from the troops scorched the Circle of light leaving many casualties a burnt crisp on the ground. The enemy terminators charged for the Bloodrites terminators only to have two ordanance blasts smoke into them directly diminishing there numbers largly.
The sound shreiked over the army as the Bloodrite assault squad rushed towards the remaining terminators slamming into them and with bolt pistol fire and hacking and slashing. The remaining terminators fell to the assault squad.
Torek leader of the circle of light servayed the battle field seeing that his army was loosing he let out a rallying cry and charged into the thick of battle along with his command squad. Slamming into the Bloodrite lines killing without mercy. Akratil Seeing the leader engaged in battle charged with his group towards the leader daring to engage him 1 on 1. The emperors champion of the Bloodrite challenging the flame toting marine in the leaders squad.
The marine shot forward towards the chapion only to miss the Champion. With a quick backwards swing of his blade the marine was sliced from left shoulder to right hip, his internal organs falling to the ground as the look of disbelief faided from the circle of light marines face.
As if the gods themselves clashed in furious battle Akratil and Torek engaged each other. Trading blow for blow without really damaging at all. Akratil brought his power fist in an upward haymaker scoring a glancing blow on Torek. Torek recovered quickly and came in with an overhead chop that Akratil easily moved away from. Akratil swung his mastercraft crozius that scored a cripling hit upon Torek left abdomen. As the chaplain near colapsed from the wound Akratil brought the mastercraft crozius down crushing Toreks head in a fatal blow!
Akratil servayed the area watching as the Bloodrite finished off the last of the circle of light.
The Day was won, the traitors killed. Of the full force that engaged the enemy only a third remained! The enemies were complelty purged
Glory to the Emperor, Glory to the BloodRite!
What do you think? i know its short for such a long battle but I dont have alot of time to write the fluff.
But The BloodRite prevailed and the looser just went home *****ed!
Nice job on the story. Pretty entertaining. Keep up the good work and accept any challenge.