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alright so i just sort of started up this campigahn with my friend. The story was sort of like, the world had recently succumbed to a necron rising, with all of the PDF forces turning on everyone and fighting for the necrons.
this mission was a Strongpoint attack, representing the necrons launching a suprise attack on the inquisitorial fortress which is unawares. The NightBringer, the reason why this whole planet is topsy-turny, is present at the battle. I tried to make my army more fluff accomidating, takeing less things that would not be part of a sneak force
we played a 1850 pt game.
necron lord res orb
10 scarab swarms
6 flayed ones
cannoness with jump pack
7 guardsman, lascannon
7 guardsman, lascannon
10 sisters, 2 meltas
10 sisters 2 meltas
10 sisters, 2 meltas
9 rough riders
9 rough riders
2 rhino dedicated
inquistor lord w/ bolter?, 3 heavy bolter servitors
2 exorcist tanks
1 leman russ
we played sentries
The air was cool. Scout trooper Rakel was making his patrols, the late night air passing over.
" Rakel here, no contacts, partoling eastern border." A heavy fog decended over the guardsman.
"Roger that Rakel, Gorn here. No activity in the western border. Making final patrol.
Rakel confirmed, and continued on with is rounds. Movment to his left in the fog made Rakel jump. In the distance, he could here scuttling across the ground, sounds of tens of little legs skitttering across the ground. Moving forward to investigate, Rakell stopped suddenly in his tracks, and whirled around. A mask of death shrouded in the front of his face. The air in his larnyx caught in his throat, the ghostly figure pierced Rakel's stomach, its skeletal claw punching out through the other side.
"R-Rakel here! conta-" The ghastly figure silenced the man with a swipe of its bladed tail, whiping his head off.
"Rakel?! RAKEL!? Gorn screamed into his vox bead, but there was no reply. Suddenly, the atmosphere around Gorn changed. Darkness seemed to consume everything, devouring the scant moonlight and lamplight availible to him. Even his night vision was useless. The darkness consumed him. Gorn tried to scream, but as the sound exited his lips, the darkness consumed the voice as well. The air in front of Gorn began to shimmer, and two yellow pits that stood out as eyes appeared before him. A figure, drabbed in rotting cloth, carrying a sickly sycthe, advanced towards him. The free hand swiped him up and simply uttered one word, "Scream".
After two rounds of sentry movement, the screams from the dying sentries reached the ears of the other sentries, activating the alarm. the terrian looks like this.
The main palace sits at the end on his deployment zone. There is a guardsman unit there, with the inquisitor lord with retinue, and the cannoness.
to the left of this is a small building, and forward of this is another building with a guardsmen unit on it. Between these two buildings are the 2 exorcist, 2 rhinos, and leman russ. At the front of the building is a bunker. In my deployment area there are two patches of rubble.
the nightbringer is to the right of the big building, with the 5 destroyers. to the building with the guards men the flayed ones are positioned, and the wraiths are right next to the guardsmen in the building. Also, the scarab swarms are all right next to the vechiles. They got to there postions over the two turn period of sentry movement. the lord is by the debris in front of the bunker with the 40 warriors.
so here it goes.
Cannoness Galadriel knew something was wrong. Between the screams of the guardsmen, and the sudden missing patrol units, the Cannoness was convinced that they were under attack. With the sudden break of dawn in the area, the cannoness looked over the massive inquisitorial building. Suddenly, spotting the sunlight glint off, the cannoness could see the skimming movement of what appeared to be Necron Destroyers. "They havent seen me yet" she thought to herself. Realised suddenly that the destroyers were aiming there weapons at the inquistor and the guardsmen, she knew that thier lives were in her hands, for few could survive the massive barrage that would ensue. Without saying a word to Inquistor Tylarius, whom was scouring in the front of the building, watching the massive necron phlanax. Hearing the sudden exhaust of jetpacks, Tylarius whirled around to see the cannoness launch herself off the building, in some nameless direction. "No obedience", Tylarius sneered and continued to direct the units around him. Landing amongst the destroyers, Galadriel assualted full on. Firing point lank range, the destroyers were unable to track the Cannoness as she zoomed around the destroyers, hacking and slashing with her Eviserator. Hacking left, the head of a destroyer rolled as the rest of the body collapsed to the ground, ceasing to move. The rest of the destroyers came in close, and for thier courage, the cannoness answered with another devistating blow, completely severing a destroyer body from his floating platform. The rest came in with the butt of thier guns, one gaining a lucky blow as he landed a square hit on her helmet, causing it to cave in.
"Driver!" screamed Sister Helena. "Take us to that monstrosity ahead. Sister Helena was the Sargent of the sisters of battle squad Delta. Jumping out of her Rhino as it came to a screeching halt, Helena looked back to see the restof her squad fanning out around her. "SISTERS! OPEN FIRE!" The beast was close, and as fully 18 bolter volleys, and 2 melat flares were fired at it, Helena could tell that all hit. But as the smoke cleared, a sudden dread gripped her stomach. The beast was still standing, not a scratch nor injury could be found on it. The thing advanced towards the Sisters, venegence in its eye, and death as its promise. Suddenly, the beasts movements stopped. It jerked its head to the left, as if suddenly contacted by an unknown force. It moved towards the direction its head had spun, completely ignoring the Sisters as it went. A few moments passed as Helena gathered herself. Whiping sweat from her brow, she turned back to her sisters. "Board back up sisters, there is more fighting to be done elsewhere.
Meanwhile, on the entire other side of the battlefield, Sister Fortuna was testing her exorcist spotting lense, when suddenly, she saw the ground to her left move. Shining her visor down on the area, she realised with horror that the enemy had already passed the perimiter. "All units! enemy swarms have penetrated teh tank perimiter! OPEN FIRE!" Useing the only weapon she had acess to, the sister fired her exorcist missles towards the knot of spiders. The effect was overkill, within seconds, all but a few were left. Seeing the commotion behind him, Trooper Lance saw as the sister opened up on the spiders next to her, completly obliterating all in her path. "YEA! WOO!" he called to his comrades, whooping the sister on. As the other men began to take the whooping call up, a strange gurgling sound to Lance's right caught his attention. Trooper Danson was on his back, blood pouring from a gigantic slit through his chest. "Danson! WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED TO YOU?" yelled Lance. Suddenly to his left, a figure, long and skeletal appeared right through the buildings frame. It snatched Fredricks with one claw, and threw him over the side. "WE'VE GOT CONTACT!" Lance yelled into his vox bead. Behind the ghostly figure, two more appeared, each looking to let more blood. "MULTIPLE CONTACTS" Lance yelled. Things were going well for the Galadriel. She knew that she excelled in close quarters combat, and although loseing her helmet has cost her, she could tell that she would win this fight. Another strike at the destroyers, and the blade sprang off thier metallic body, reforming where the cut had appeared. She was about to go in for another swing, when suddenly the destroyers backed off. Sensing victory, the Cannoness leapt forward. Only to be caught in mid jump. A gigantic hand wrapped around her, and as she turned around, she knew she was dead. The yellow death like gaze the creature gave her rattled her nerves, but as a loyal servant for the emporer, she found her courage. "For The Emporer!!!" She cried, striking the thing with her eviserator, hardly sparking off the beings metallic skin. Raising his other hand, the omnious being slashed down quickly, cutting the sister from the waist down. Galadriel had the slight notion of falling, but couldnt feel her legs. Then the blackness came. Looking around, the NightBringer roared in the night sky, savoring the taste of Galadriels soul. Looking up, he saw men standing on the building, fireing at figures in the distance. Willing himself upwards, the NightBringer floated up and landed atop the building. Turning around at the new precense, the sevitor cried aloud "WARNING" Seeing the way clear, the destroyers continued thier advance inside the encampment, intent on finding the vechile bay where they could wreck damage on the humans. from out of no where, bolter round after bolter round pierced the necrons, filled with the holy light of the emporer. Each shot rended straight through the destroyers armour, leaving nothing behind as they fell to the ground. "Good ridance" Helena spat.
Quietly, in front of the base, the necron phlanax became visible, as did the shrouded figure leading them on.
As the alarms began to wail, other troops inside the palace began to react. The police force of this instituion, because with this many inquisotrs it needed one, rode into battle atop steeds, much like Imperial Guard Rough Riders. But these were not the same vagabond men that were normally sent into battle. These were proud noble men who would die defending this instituion. As Lance grappled with the skeletal machines, he looked out the windows of the building, coming up from the northern part, other, smaller skeletal figures were advancing, draped in what looked like human flesh, blood dripping from their claws. "O emporer send us help" Lance mumbled to himself, as he dodged another thrust at his head. And it would come to him soon. Leading his Riders out, Sargent Gresk caught the draped machines in suprise. Stamping down with hooved feet, and throwing exploding lances, the Riders obliterated the clawed unit. Seeing this, Lance rejoiced and fought on twice as hard. Lasgun blasting on full auto, Lance took one of the skeletal creatures in the face, expolding the metal covering it. The machine went down, but its brothers fought on, killing two more of Lances squad, leaving only Lance and the gunners of the lascannon left to defend the position. Skittering out of sight, two groups of scarabs that had made it through the carnage alive skittered around the vechiles, losing themselves amongst the iron treads. They came to rest behind the second exorcist, still waiting to gain a clear line of sight. Once situated, the scarabs went to work. Literally falling apart as they tore through the rear of the Exorcist, the scarabs found what they were looking for. Prematurely setting off the missles located inside, the scarabs fled as the Exorcist exploded from within, leavign behind a scarred carcass of the once proud machine of war.
Trooper Dorden, acting as spotter for the Leman Russ tank in the arsenal of the palace, yelled the cordinates of the oncoming necron phlanax to his acting supervisor "Cordinate 0345 by 7648 Sir". The rest of the tank crew busyied itself with loading the mechanism. On order from Leutenient Daniels, the tank opened fire. Flying partially east, the shell buried itself over the very far wing of the phlanax, taking down few warriors with it. "Recalibrate that firing mechanism Dorden! lets hit them this time shall we? The lascannon fired at once, striking down another figure in the darkness, but so many were still coming.
Seeing the massive explosion of the Exorcist, Squad Beta swooped the rhino behind it's wreckage, desperatly searching for the beings responsible for the damage done. Stepping out, Sister Superior Arcea noticed the skittering figures hiding behind the wreckage, and quietly ordered her sisters forward. With sudden speed and vicsousness, Arcea directed her squads bolter fire, destroying the rest of the spiders before they could wreck more of the sisters precious veichiles.
"WARNING!" the servitor cried aloud again. Everyone on the building turned suddenly, even as they slowly responded to the new figure on the building, the NightBringer had by then sliced his way through all three servitors. Responding to this new threat, the inquistor fired at point blank range, doing battle with titantic beast. Showing no visible effect, all the inquisitor could do was continue to fire, slowing the creature down. By now, more people inside the palace had awoken, and a second squad of Riders were summoned to do battle. Seeing reinforcments coming, Lance gave another great battle cry, now fighting by himself as his other two lascannon partners lay dead at thier posts, trying to swivel the cannon around in time. Figthing ferioucisly, Lance forced the two creatures back, and for a second thought that maybe he could make his escape. That ended when suddenly, without expectation, Lances forearm down was cut off cleanly from the rest of his body. The sheer horror stopped Lance from falling in shock, and as he turned he saw the felled creature he had destroyed earlier, get back up, the shattered face reforming even as it moved to kill Lance. With a swipe of its claws, it took off Lances face, and half his brain, his body falling backwards, falling down with the rest of the corpses. Not sensing any other living forms nearby, the wraiths walked through the building material, gliding to the front of the building.
Squad Omega of the sisters rushed out on the plains to meet the coming necron phlanax, with armour and support on thier way. Although members of the necron forces were still inside the perimiter, there were substantial sisters left to launch a counter assualt. The sisters deployed in due battle order, opening up on the necron right force. 5 fell to the power of the sisters, and more would soon follow. Squad Delta, lead by the courageous sister Helena, also deployed on the other necron flank and began to open fire, 4 more warriors fell to thier deadly barrage of bolter fire, yet there was more punishment to come for the necrons.
"Dorden! are you finished with those calibrations yet?" Daniels screamed from the loading bay.
"yes sir! cordinates are finalized"
With that, the great war machine gave a belch, a huge shell vomiting forth from its maighty barrel. The ordinace landed perfectly, completely shattering the necron right flank, knocking down at least 15 members of the squad. "Wooo hoo! Direct hit sir!
Sargent Gresk was recovering his horses, when he saw them. The skeletal figures were behind the rhino, the sisters must not have seen them when they had parked thier Rhino.
Sending his squad in, Gresk hit the skeletal monstrosites head first, only able to squeeze one horse in at a time. It was a slaughter. The necrons reacted fast, and killed the first two horses to enter the bloody zone. Gresk could not have played more into the Xeno's hands. The second rough rider squad, commanded by an unknown sargent of niether valour no precedent skill, headed straight for the necron phlanax, throwing thier spears in every direction, everyone finding its mark. Another 6 more of the machines fell to the tipped spears, never to rise again. The necrons counter-attack suprised the horses, instnatly a member of the rough riders was cut down as multiple axe hafts were lodged into the creatures legs. Rider and beast died, both screaming as they were dragged by the skeletal machines.
Meanwhile, Tylarius was hard pressed on the roof top, doing battle with the NighBringer. Realiseing he was too weak and unskillfull to fell the creature, Tylarius charged full force at the creature, willing to sacrifice his life for the Emporer. The NightBringer duly noted this, and casually swept Tylarius with the back of his hand, sending the Inquisitor to fall to his doom. Switching his attention, the NightBringer swooped down below the building, landing squarely to the side of the exorcist. The gunner sister barely had time to scream as she looked from her view visor as the obsidian black sycthe came crashing down, cleanly cutting the exorcist in two. The Necrons from the phlanax were not looking good, and from those felled previously from the firing, very few managed to revive themselves to combat readiness. Regardless, the rough rider squad was outnumber horribly, and was soon down to 2 last men, bravely straying into combat with thier police sabers, swatting away the warriors guns, but doing no real damage in return. Gresk on the other hand, was dealing with a massacre. The necron counter-attack was fierce, and soon it was just Gresk and another nameless trooper left to deal with the Wraith monstrosities. Rather then lose more good men, Gresk gathered his wits about him, and sent for the retreat. Galloping away at full speed, Gresk sighed with relief as he saw the creatures still standing, hovering above the slaughtered horses that lay before them. looking back ahead, Gresk stopped his mount dead in his tracks. One of the creatures was right before him. Looking back again, he sw the creatures were no longer standing by the rhino, but surronding Gresk and his nameless trooper. Gulping down a scream, Gresk charged the creature, but knew that it was hopeless. When the sisters finally found the area, they would be unable to identify what composed of the massacre sight. Moving away from the few remains of Gresk, the wraiths turned thier attention to sister squad Omega as it fired into the phlanax. With lighting speed, the wraiths struck the sisters, killing two before they could react. Finally word had gotten out to more people inside the palace, and Seraphim squad 032 was sent out to reinfore the positions. But as the sisters entered the battlefield, they saw that they were too late to effect the outcome.
Turning its head to the Leman Russ before it, the NightBringer advanced. Begining to pull back his mighty sycthe for a blow straight in the tanks front, a blinding light seered his yellow eyes, as the sisters of Seraphim light thier jet packs in the creatures face, buying the tank crew time. Blinded, the NightBringer swung wildly, and missed the tank by a hairs-breadth. Suddenly, and without warning, the beast stopped. Looking upwards into the sky, NightBringer let out a defying cry, and suddenly vanished from the battlefield, leaving nothing but the dead inquistorial forces behind.
3 hours after the battle, Sisters Hospitillar found admist the wreckage around the main building of the palace, the still living form of Inquisitor Lord Tylarius. It seemed the fall had merely knocked him unconcious, and it would take alot more to put this man out of commison. As the soft hands of the sisters reached for him, Tylarius thought to himself "Even if we have beaten these bastards back from this place, we have to find out whats going on. The whole damn planet is under attack. We'll soon be facing a planetwide assualt if we dont think of something soon". with that, the inquisitor passed out, under the watchfull eyes of the Hospitillar.
alright so basically what happens,
2 turns of sentry combat.
TURN 3Cannoness assualts destroyers, kills two, takes a wound. Scarabs are fired at by the exorcists, only two live. Squad 1 of sisters shoots at NB, he takes no wounds. Nightbringer assualts cannoness, kills her, consolidates into inquisitor. scrabas move behind one exorcist, destroy it. wraiths kill two guardsmen. phlanax moves forward. TURN 4 rough riders re deployed ( we didnt realise it had to be from the battle deployment zone) so they plow through the flayed ones. sister squad 1 fire at destroyers, kills the rest. leman russ fires at phlanax, knocks down 4, lascannon takes another. Exorcist are blocking view, so no shots. Sister squad 2 get out and fire and scarabs, they are dead. NightBringer slices through the gun servitors, kills em. Wraiths attack guards, lose one, kill two. then, Phalanx moves forward. NightBringer attacks Tylarius, kills him, and moves towards exorcist. Wraiths kill the last of the guardsmen, one gets up, they consolidate out of the building. TURN 5 Second rough riders get deployed. sister squad one get on right flank of phlanax, and shoot it, killing 3. leman russ fires, kills like 14 frakkin warriors, and like only 2 will end up getting WBB. Squad sister 3 gets on left flank, shoots, kills 5 warriors. 2nd rough rider squad role unbielevably for foot movement, and get to sharge the warriors, and kill like 4. we kill like two. Gresk's Riders charge the wraiths, and lose two guys. Nightbringer assualts exorcist, kills it. Wriaths strike back at horses. kill three more horses, theyu run away, and get pwned in the sweeping advance. 2nd horsies kill one warrior, suffer two casualties. they are down to 5... think. TURN 6 Seraphims finally get in. Leman russ cant make a shot. nothing can hurt the NB in the back where he is. wraiths assualt sqaud 3 of sisters, kill 3. horsies enganged with warriors kill one more, then suffer three causalties, but those two bastards stand firm and hack and slash there way outta there. NB decides to assualt the Leman russ, but it moves so i have to roll a frakkin 6 to hit, and with my rolling i dont get it...of course.
thats the end of the game. The sisters come out with 220 more points, so its a solid victory for them! a fun game, i lost because of that damn lucky russ shot
Last edited by AlbinoAlien; May 4th, 2007 at 03:17.
Nice story, very exciting and fluffy! However, I think that there is a problem in your list. You list units of 9 sisters when I think the minimum is 10. In your codex it should say that a unit of Sisters includes 9 sisters and a sister superior. From what I gather that means that you need 10 models, and you can choose whether or not to upgrade the superior to a veteran. If I'm wrong, I'll be glad to know it. Well done! maybe some pics next time? That way I could identify with the heroes who fought so valiantly.:yes:
I played the Necrons. Thank you for enjoying the story, but its not finished im sorry i have to keep editing this way, but i'm typing it at school and at home and the only way i can continue to type the story is if i save it on the forums first and then edit it when i get time. It must have been 10 sisters instead... my bad
hey its finished now! beware! its very long
I like it, and from now on any time I fight IG, the Leman Russ' die first.
Rep for you, this is a good report.
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