The Plebeian Goblet - Warhammer 40k

[Communist]

Here's my army list.

I did some interesting things, to say the least...

[KinGAleX]

Only a couple days left to those without an army list posted. I'll give you forty-three hours from this post, until you forfeit your match. I'm very keen to get playing. Make sure you tell us when you're playing, so anyone who's interested may spectate.

[KinGAleX]

Y'all have eighteen hours left. Get on it.

[Condog]

The Slaughterers - 1000 point Chaos Daemon Army

It was too fiddly to do a hybrid list, so i'm just sticking with good ol' daemons.

[KinGAleX]

Two and a half hours before I call forfeits. Also make sure you have Vassal 40k. I'll be online for the next fourteen hours or so to referee any matches. And possibly the same time tomorrow.

[KinGAleX]

Forfeits called for LF and FireDevil. AF sent me his army list, so I'll get him to post it.

This means I play Kablizzy, LF and FireDevil record one loss, and the campaign has now begun. Fluff will be provided after the end of the round.

[KinGAleX]

Sorry guys, I forgot. Here are the maps for this round! You will need to rename them as "X.sav", where X is the number, so that you can open them. The forums won't let me upload .savs. Also attached is AF's army list.

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[KinGAleX]

Kablizzy and I have started our match. It's taken a bit of time to get used to, but after we were connected and deployment was sorted, the match has run pretty smoothly. We paused it midway for a break, but we'll pick it up soon. Catch me on the IRC if you need any help.

[KinGAleX]

Took us about five hours, but we played a whole Warhammer 40k match. I won, in the end. 1751 Victory Points to 571. Kablizzy will be hitting you up with the Battle Report very soon, but for now, here's a teaser image of midway through the battle.

I'd really like to see some other people getting out there and getting this done. I'm here to help!

Edit: Here's the Battle Report!

"Devrin," called a familiar voice. "Scout that ridge over there. I could swear I saw movement." The voice had emanated from the back of their ship, the Raider Daemonaught, where a lithe, stoic woman stood. This woman, clad all in black and silver - the colours of the Dark Eldar Dread Captors - stood gazing at the horizon with impatience. This was Sevra Vaectus, Dark Archon of the Dread Captors, her razor-sharp armor glistening softly in the hazy sunlight. She had seen the Tau ship on the way down - She knew it was around here somewhere, and she hoped to get the first shot off.

"Aye, Dark Archon." Devrin Tal motioned towards the pilot, who accelerated slightly, bringing the Raider about. Devrin turned to one of the Stalkers behind him, and nodded. In response, the Stalker reached into his bag, retrieving from it a pair of binoculars. He rose them to his eye-slots, and began scanning across the ridge. The Stalker grunted and clicked something inaudible, and Devrin nodded with pleasure. "Turn on the sensors. There are too many places for Tau to hide here."

"So let it be done," the Dark Archon sneered. "Set 'er down over there. And tell the Talos, we may need the extra firepower." Her long, gauntleted fist motioned off to the right, near a formation of scattered rocks. Her pilot clicked and grunted, activating the intercom system, screeching something at the scorpion-like artillery that hovered along just behind the ship. The Daemonaught skimmed quickly towards the formation, setting lightly down just to the south. The landers shot out, and the soft earth sunk a bit as the Daemonaught set itself into the snow and dirt below. Four ports in the side of the vessel shot open, letting forth a horde or similarly-clad Dread Captors. Two battalions of warriors, a dual-squad of Reaver Jetbikes, and Beastmaster Iareq, leading his Warp Beasts on tentative leashes of command. The Talos skimmed up alongside, and readied its weaponry for the imminent combat.

"Sensors on." Sevra strode quickly towards the logistics panel, her eyes darting to and fro. While it wasn't readily apparent from her masked visage, her eyes grew wide just in time to hear the first gunshots coming from across the ridge. "How many?" She bellowed, more of an order than a question. The Stalker read off the readings as they came across the screen.

"Devilfish transport. Armor too thick to penetrate with sensors. At least twenty Fire Commandos, twenty Kroot. Gads, they outnumber us nearly two-to-one... Squadron of Gun Drones, Broadside and..." The Stalker trailed off, wondering if the Dark Lady had noticed. It wasn't needed, however. Sevra knew exactly who had come to this barren world. He had come for the same reason she was here - To claim what was rightfully hers.

"Shas'O." Sevra's eyes narrowed from under her Terror Helm. The man with whom she had spent four years of her life had finally come out of hiding - But their past was sordid enough already. This turgid layer of history would do nothing for their kinship.

"M'lady, they are advancing. Shall we?" The Stalker sounded uneasy. Devrin Tal made his way up to the command just in time to recognize what was occurring. He nodded to Sevra and unmounted his Bardiche, ready for battle.

"Full ahead!"

Pre-game: Both armies were set up, KinGAleX at the top of the map, Kablizzy at the bottom.
Kablizzy made his Combat Drugs rolls for his Jetbike Squads. The results were: a 3 for squad 1, and a 3 for squad 2, meaning that squad 1 has +1 S, and squad 2 has +1 S.

Tau Army List

Dark Eldar Army List

Tau, Turn 1:


The Tau marched forward a bit, readying their long-range weaponry, and prepared to catch the Dark Eldar Off-guard.

Advanced Kroot 6".
Advanced Devilfish 12".
Advanced HQ and Elite 6".
Advanced Fire Warrior Squad 2 6".
Advanced Broadside 6".

Dark Eldar, Turn 1:


The Dread Captors reacted quickly, jetbikes racing forward to meet the Broadside as soon as weapons were powered. The remainder of the Dread Captors kept up as best they could, moving safely behind the soft cover of the battlefield shrapnel.

Advanced Reaper 12".
Advanced Beastmaster 12".
Advanced Warrior Squads 1 and 2 6".
Advanced Jetbike Squad 1 12".
Advanced Jetbike Squad 2 12" plus turbo-boosters, for another 12".

Used Fleet of Foot on Warrior Squads and Beasts. Warrior Squad one moves 4", squad two moves 5", beasts move 6".

Tau, Turn 2:


The Devilfish sat stationery for a moment, its bay doors flinging wide, steam jetting from each side. From each bay poured six more Fire Warriors, ready for combat. "Shit," Sevra spat. "They came well-prepared." It was at that moment that the Devilfish swung about slightly to take a Jetbike into its crosshairs. A massive burst of incandescent blue energy from the Pulse Carbine vaporized a single Jetbike and its rider, while the Kroot armed their long-range rifles and fired on the same jetbike Squad, enveloping it in a hail of bullets. Three explosions later, the Jetbike squad was simply no more. At that, Sevra's eyes widened. "They've learned some new tricks, have they?" Not even a moment after she finished her sentence, another pair of explosions erupted from off to her right. Two more bikes, shot down by the pack of Gun Drones hovering next to the Broadside. "Wh... Who fields Gun Drones? Really?" But she already knew the tactics of her opponent well enough. She had known him before he was a commander of his own ship - Before she was an Archon, even. She took note of the heavy armor suit Broadside readying its missile systems, firing off at the remaining two Jetbikes. Both missiles missed, just in time for the first Fire Squad to charge in to close combat with the bikes. Despite the overwhelming odds, the Jetbike pilots fended off the Fire Warriors, wheeling their bikes about to create a wide berth for their own attacks.

Advanced Devilfish 6", offloaded its troops.
Shuffled HQ and Elite to get into LOS.

Devilfish and one gun drone fire on Bike Squad 1. Devilfish: One hit. One wound. Armour save failed. One dead.
Gun drone: One hit. One wound. Armour saved.
Kroot fire on Bike Squad 1. Nineteen hits. Twelve wounds. Four saved. Jetbike Squad dead.
Gun Drones fire on Bike Squad 2. Six hits. Four wounds. Two saved. Two dead.
Broadside fires on Bike Squad 2 with Smart Missile System. One hit. No wounds.

Fire Warrior Squad 2 charges on Bike Squad 2. Three hits. One wound. Armour saved.
Bike Squads attack. One hit. One wound. Armour saved.

Dark Eldar, Turn 2:


Sevra knew precisely what needed to be done. She motioned the Daemonaught forth, swinging it over the rocks, in range of the gun drones. She hopped from the command panel to the weapons array, pushing a handful of levers to charge the disintegrator. Her Vindicators, led by Sybarite Baenus, dove for cover in the face of the oncoming Devilfish and Kroot, not even chancing a shot at their range. As the Disintegrator charged, she glanced off the ship's starboard side to see Beastmaster Iareq leading his Warp Hounds into the melee alongside her Jetbikes. Not far behind were her second squad of Vindicators, flinging themselves into the same fray.

Glancing over her shoulder at the Talos, she took note of the bullet array that it was throwing at the opposing Fire Squad and Devilfish. Unfortunately, she had no time to notice how many were left dead - The Disintegrator was almost charged. As the Daemonaught wheeled into its final position, she could see Tau after Tau cut down in the skirmish to the East - despite losing a pair of Iareq's beasts - the Fire Squad seemed to suffer heavy casualties, being as outnumbered as they were. Pleased with this result, she gave the final button push, sending a thin wave of dark, hateful energy into the Gun Drone squad, evaporating three where they hovered. The remainder of the Drone Squad's positioning systems seemed to malfunction, as the drones turned from the fray and began hovering back towards their ship...

Advanced Raider 12".
Advanced Warrior Squad 1 behind cover.

Beasts and Warrior Squad 2 use Fleet of Foot. Beasts: 2", Warriors 4".
Talos Wildfires on Fire Warrior Squad 1. Three hits. One wound. Armour save failed. Third hit killed.
Raider maximal Disintegrator fires on Gun Drones. Two auto-hits, one rolled hit. Three wounds. Armour pierced. Drones Fall Back 3".

Beasts charge on Fire Warriors. Five hits. Two wounds. Two saves. Beastmaster charges on Fire Warriors. One hit. No wound.
Fire Warriors attack back. Four hits. Two wounds. Armour saves failed. Two dead.
Warrior squad attacks Fire Warriors. Seven hits. Four wounds. Two saved, two captured..
Fireys attack back. No hits.
Bikes attack Fire Warriors. Two hits. Two wounds. Two saved.

Tau, Turn 3:


Sevra took in her surroundings as the Tau surged forward. The Gun Drones were all but out of sight now, and she could no longer see the western half of the field clearly. She heard a loud explosion from behind her, followed by numerous screams and yells. Glancing back, she saw a large billow of smoke coming from where the Talos had previously stood. She simply shook her head and turned her attentions towards the combat-at-hand. She took note of more Tau being cut down in the scuffle to the east, and smiled, just in time to feel the ship rock back and forth. Everyone on the Daemonaught was shunted violently sideways, losing their balance and composure. "What happened!?" She bellowed.

"Broadside, railgun shot to the hull!" One of her men yelled back. "We'll have to land!" Sevra nodded, and amidst the sounds of battle, heard cheers come from beyond the crates. Peering through the debris, she saw her warriors surge forward, overtaking the defeated Fire Squad in the process.

Gun Drones fail Ld Test, fall back off the table.
Devilfish advances 6".

Fire Warrior Squad 1 shoots at Talos. Thirteen hits. Eight wounds. Four armour saved, four wounds. Talos dead.
Devilfish and gun drone fire on Warrior Squad 1. Devilfish: One hit. One wound. Armour Pierced. One dead.
Gun Drone: One hit. One wound. Armour pierced. One dead.
Kroot fire on Warrior Squad 1. Ten hits. Nine wounds. One armour save. Two cover save. Five dead.
Morale check passed.
Broadside fires on Raider with Railgun. One hit. Armour penetrated. Crew stunned.

Fireys assault warriors. Four hits. No wounds.
Bikes assault fireys. Two hits. Two wounds. No saves. Two captured.
Beast and Beastmaster assault fireys. Beast: One hit. One wound. No save. One captured.
Beastmaster: One hit. One wound. One saved.
Warriors assault fireys. Five hits. Two wounds. One save. One captured.

Ld 8 -4 for 4:1 outnumbering taken. Failed. Fireys Fall back 5".
Warriors sweeping advance and take fireys captive.

Dark Eldar, Turn 3:



Sevra's crew picked themselves up from the bay of the Daemonaught, gathering their belongings and repairing the small bits of damage that had been done by the Broadside just moments before. Her warriors, fresh off the victory with the first Fire Squad, use the momentum from that to continue on, plowing directly into the broadside, hacking and slashing at it, its thick, powered armour proving to be too tough to break through. Iareq and his remaining hound joined the fray as well, the beast doing little beyond slobbering across the Broadside's metallic foot.

Sybarite Baenus, now entirely cut off from the remainder of the army, gritted his teeth and ordered his two remaining warriors forward to their deaths. "For Glory, and For Vaectus!" He screamed, charging towards the Devilfish, taking glancing shots at the Gun Drone hovering about it, but to no avail.

Warriors 1 advance 6".
Bikes use NOS to move 24".

Warrior Squad 1 fires on Gun Drone. Two hits. No wounds.

Beasts and Warriors charge at Broadside. Warriors: Six hits. Two wounds. Two saved.
Beast: Two hits. One wound. Saved.
Beastmaster didn't reach combat.
Broadside: No hits.

Tau, Turn 4:



The roar of two remaining jetbikes hummed from the East of where Shas'o Il'Praul and his scavenging Kroot stood. The two groups wheeled about just in time to see the bikes rounding the crags, at full speed towards them. They all took shots at the bikes, destroying them immediately as they came into view. Shas'o hoped that his Eastern flank hadn't been breached, but it didn't look good. He had to act, and act fast. He turned his jetpacks on, urging his comrades to do likewise, and as he lifted from the ground, he saw his target: Sevra's ship, grounded on the other side of the rocks.

Meanwhile, a hail of fire came down upon Baenus and his squadron, leaving only Baenus standing in its wake. To the East, the close combat war continued, the Broadside flinging its slow limbs about, crushing two vindicators in the process. The Vindicators and Beast retaliate, still unable to pierce the Battlesuit's shell. Sevra's crew finished their preliminary repairs, and began to gather their belongings as well as their senses, ready to disembark.

Fireys move 6".

Three Kroot fire on closest bike. Three hits. Two wounds. One saved. Bike dead.
Shas'o Il'Praul fires on bike. One hit. No wound.
Shas'vre fires on bike. Two hits. Two wounds. Armour pierced. One invulnerable saved. Dead.
Devilfish fires on Warriors. Two hits. Two wounds. Armour pierced. Two dead.
Gun drones fire on warriors. One hit. No wounds.
Warriors pass morale check.

HQ and Elite move 6" towards other guys.
Fireys move 6" towards other guys.
Beastmaster on Broadside: One hit. No wound.
Beast: One hit. No wound.
Warriors: Five hits. Two wounds. Both saved.
Broadside on Warriors: Two hits. Two wounds. No saves. Both dead.

Dark Eldar, Turn 4:

*SENSOR LOGS JAMMED, NO INFORMATION AVAILABLE*

Sevra slammed her fist on the control panel, infuriated that she had no view of the battlefield whatsoever. That blast from the Broadside must have been worse than she thought.

"Off the ship! We go to the ground!" She yelled, hopping off the side of the Daemonaught, leaving the minimum operating crew behind to man it. She readied herself for combat, counted her retinue, and nodded, slapping Devrin Tal on the shoulder in camaraderie. As Sevra's Stalkers reach the ground and ready their weapons, the Daemonaught takes off once more, racing towards the other side of the rock formation. She began marching her men north, when from the corner of her eye, she spotted a trio of battlesuits hovering just above the strewn limestone, as if he were waiting for her. She smiled for a moment, quickly realizing that her smile could not be seen from under her garb. Pity, that. She flagged her men, signaling the hold order.

"No, no. Let him come to us." She commanded, one of her stalkers moving up to protest. "Shhh. Trust me. He will. He wants this." It was just then that she heard the triumphant cries of her warriors from behind her. Il'Praul heard the cries too, but also saw as the Dark Eldar took apart the Broadside Mobile Battlesuit. He nodded slowly, and set his jaw, saying nothing.

On the other side of the field, Sybarite Baenus, alone and resolute, saluted his Fiery enemies before charging to his death. He raised his talons, diving directly into the middle of the pack, tearing and scraping at whatever he could prior to being beaten lifeless with his own appendages.

HQ disembarks Raider.
Raider flies away a bit, turns, takes off towards Tau HQ.
HQ moves a bit too.

Sybarite charges Fire Warriors.
Sybarite: Two hits, no wounds.
Fireys: Two hits, one wound. No save. Deaded.
Beastmaster, Beast, Warriors, Broadside assault.
Beastmaster: One hit. No wound.
Beast: One hit. One wound. Save failed. One wound taken.
Warriors: Seven hits. Six wounds. Three saves. Three wounds taken. BROADSIDE DEADEDED.

Tau, Turn 5:



The Daemonaught's sensor's popped back on, the crew cheering for a short moment before their elation turned to fear, then disgust. They had moved too far, all the way to the other side of the rock formation - And well within range of the Kroot, but also within range of Il'Praul. The Shas'O pushed a single button on the inside of his battlesuit, sending two missile pods up at the Dark Eldar ship. The first pod glanced off the side, but the second found a gaping hole where the Broadside had hit earlier. The missile pod expanded, destroying the engine of the Daemonaught in a single, terrifying explosion. Il'Praul grinned, satisfied with the one honor he could yet rob of his old comrade - Her ship.

Sevra glanced up at this very scene, watching as her transport came crashing to earth. It had been with her for years - Probably since last she and Il'Praul crossed swords, even. She steeled her jaw, and ordered her men to stand their ground and wait for the imminent assault. Sure enough, Il'Praul and his commanders charge in from the rocks, locking blade upon gauntleted fist. Neither Il'Praul nor Sevra could see the other's face, but they both knew what the other was thinking, and that thought was shared for both - Revenge. Each felt that the other had wronged them, and it seemed as though this was it; This desolate, cold world would be where it ended. No fancy long-range shootout, but hand-to-hand combat. She almost felt sorry for Il'Praul, she really did. She didn't think he understood what he was getting himself into. She was a Dark Archon now, after all. After all these years, it seems, he still had not learned all there was to know about her.

Reality snapped back into motion for Sevra as her Stalkers surged forth, hacking and slashing at the heavily-armored suits in front of them. Sevra withdrew her Scissorhand and jammed it directly into a shield drone that was providing the much-needed cover for Il'Praul and his Ilk. Harbinger Tal and the remainder of the stalkers dealt with the other two drones just as quickly, much to Il'Praul's surprise. All three of his drones? Dead already? How could this be? Sevra simply smiled to herself, noticing the hesitation in Il'Praul's motions. Just like the old days... Well, I guess this was slightly different.

Kroot moved 6".
Devilfish moved 12".
Fireys moved 6"

Battlesuit A Fusion Blasts Raider. No hits.
Commander Missile Pods the Raider. Two hits. One penetrating hit, one glancing hit. Penetrating hit destroys Raider.

HQ squad charges on other HQ squad.
Gun drone attacks squad. One hit, no wound.
Commander attacks squad. One hit, one wound. Saved.
Shas'vre attacks squad. No hits.
Shas'ui attacks squad. No hits.
Archon attacks my HQ. Three hits. One wound. Invulnerable save failed. Shield Drone dead.
Harbinger attacks my HQ. Three hits. Two wounds. Both saved.
Three Stalkers attack. Five hits. Three wounds. One saved. Shield Drone and Gun Drone dead.
Morale check taken. Passed.

Dark Eldar, Turn 5:



Sevra stepped back once, quite easily dodging a blow from one of the Battlesuits alongside Il'Praul. She simply stepped back forward and stabbed her Scissorhand directly into the battlesuit, disabling it. Devrin Tal did likewise, bringing his Punisher around to knock another battlesuit to its knees. Il'Praul, unfazed by this, found himself determined to fight to the death. It was to no avail, however, as Sevra motioned her Stalkers forward, who clawed and cut Il'Praul's battle armor to shreds. Satisfied, Sevra sheathed her blade, and produced a cruel-looking pair of shackles from her belt. She tossed them to one of her Stalkers, who began fastening it about Il'Praul's wrists. The remainder of her Retinue did likewise with the other Tau captives, and Sevra turned just in time to spot Iareq and her Vindicators charging to clean up the Kroot.

Moved Warriors and Beast and Master towards Kroot.

Fleet of Foot used on Beast and Warriors, 2" and 3" respectively.

Moved one more stalker into combat.
Archon attacks. Three hit. Three wound. One save. Two taken. Battlesuit down, captured.
Harbinger attacks. Two hits. Two wounds. No save. Two taken. Battlesuit down, Captured.
Stalkers attack Commander. Six hits. Four wounds. No save. Four taken. Commander Captured.

Tau, Turn 6:

*SENSOR LOGS JAMMED, NO INFORMATION AVAILABLE*

Just as Sevra began to savor her victory, a great thrumming echoed from the Southwest. Only moments later, she saw what could only be the remainder of Il'Praul's forces - The Devilfish transport and eleven men strong hovering above the rocks on jetpack. The great Pulse Carbine charged up, blasting away one of Sevra's stalkers without trouble. Il'Praul, now bound and shackled at Sevra's feet, smiled as his Fire Squad came into view.

"Tau'va be praised!" He whispered under his breath, hoping silently that the greater good would prevail. As his Fire Squad opened fire, Sevra's retinue simply stood there as the Dark Archon held up a hand towards the barrage of gunfire that came her way. Nearly all of the errant ammunition fell to the wayside against the Shadow Field that surrounded Sevra, save for one Stalker who was paying no heed to his back. The Kroot also took an opportunity to fire, slaying one Stalker in the process. The Fire Squad shot forward with their jetpacks, still ambivalent to the whereabouts of their commander...

Move Devilfish in range of HQ Squad.

Fire with four Kroot on HQ squad. Five hits. Two wounds. One saved. One dead.
Gun Drone. One hit. One wound. Saved.
Devilfish. Two hits. Two wounds. One saved. One dead.
Fireys. Ten hits. Ten wounds. Nine saved. One dead.
Morale check passed.

Moved Fireys in assault phase.

Dark Eldar, Turn 6:



Sevra knew she was outnumbered here. There was simply no other outcome to be had - And, of course, she would have expected no less from a former comrade. She glanced down at the small vial at her side, and looked to her brethren, nodding slowly. Devrin and the remainder of his men reached into their respective vials, and retrieved a set of small syringes from their combat gear. Each Stalker, Devrin, and Sevra plunged the needles into the vial, extracting only a small portion of the viscous liquid. Sevra cocked her head to the side, revealing her neck - just enough to allow space for the syringe to plunge into her flesh. She shuddered a bit as the warm liquid began to course through her veins, the familiar sensation of love and euphoria returning. Strange how she swore she'd be clean of the stuff after the man who knelt involuntarily at her feet. She chuckled a bit as the drug took its effect, and she marched her men north, out of the Fire Warrior's range. The drug kicked in, giving the Dark Archon and her Stalkers the endurance to continue marching at a break-neck pace despite exhaustion.

Beastmaster Iareq whipped his hound forward, determined to reach the Kroot before they took note of him. The remaining warrior squad, noticing the Archon's retreat, opened a radio channel to the rescue ship.

"What is it?" Barked an older, gruff voice.

"We have what we came for, Inquisitor Graaf. Proceed to Rendezvous point One-Four-Mark-Six. We will be awaiting retrieval." The Vindicator said calmly, following the Dark Archon's lead.

"Aye, that is Rendezvous point One-Four-Mark-Six. We'll be there momentarily."

Moved Beasts and HQ.

Combat Drugsed HQ for 12" move. 4" and 6" Fleet of Foot for Beasts and Warriors.

Tau, Turn 7:



The Devilfish crew barked commands back and forth, trying frantically to track the Warp Beast that was quickly closing in on their Kroot. "Target One-Twelve One-Eight in front and fire!" Called the Ops back to the gunner.

"Aye, firing!" The gunner yelled back, pulling numerous levers and pushing buttons, warming up the Pulse Carbine. The Devilfish recoiled slightly as the Carbine fired its beam, skimming along the ground in front of the opposing Beast and its master. The Carbine Rifle kicked up a cloud of dust, but when the dust settled, there was nothing to be seen in its wake, not even the remnants of those it had just slain. The remaining Kroot, noticing the enemy retreat, turn all guns upon the two squads left - Focusing an enormous amount of power upon the small squads. Bullets, lasers, and shrapnel rained sideways against Sevra's Stalkers and her Vindicator Squad, but as per her training, she quickly gave the order to kneel and use the prisoners as shields. Two Stalkers perished despite their training, but the remainder of the squads - despite unfathomable amounts of ammunition being spent upon them - were left completely unscathed.

Devilfish fires on Beast and master. Three hits. Two wounds.
Kroot fire on HQ squad. Thirteen hits. Ten wounds. Two taken. Two dead.
Fireys take on the Warriors. Eight hits. Seven wounds. All saved.

Dark Eldar, Turn 7:
Collect prisoners. Flee flee flee.

Sevra spat, surveying the remaining Kroot across the field from her. She glanced down to the shackled Il'Praul at her side and nodded in satisfaction. She tugged at the chains that bound the Shas'O, dragging him along behind her as she made her way slowly to the Dread Carcass, Inquisitor Graaf's ship. She stepped aboard the transport, turning to look at the remains of her fallen brethren. She saluted Inquisitor Graaf as he shuffled towards her, removing her helm and gauntlets, loosening her hair but not her grip upon the chains that held Shas'O Il'Praul. While Sevra was once gorgeous in her youth, her days of relentless raiding and combat had quite obviously taken their toll. Her long, black hair was tied back in a ponytail, her eyes devoid of life and joy. Her lips were pursed in a cruel pucker, which accentuated her sharp jawbones badly. Graaf was an old, disfigured man, with mechanical contraptions erupting from portions of his decayed skin. His face was that of a prune - Wrinkled and almost falling off, ending in a soft, pointed goatee at his chin. His eyes dark and sunken, his grin twisted in sick pleasure, he glanced down at the man at Sevra's feet.

"Ahhh, I see we have a guest!" Graaf tittered. "May I have it?" He poked one of his devices towards Il'Praul before Sevra swatted it aside. Sevra simply shook her head and dismissed the Inquisitor with a wave of her fist, putting a sullen frown upon the old Haemonculus' lips. He skulked around to the others to survey the spoils of war as his ship began to lift off. She turned, viewing the fiery wreckage of her old ship below. She reached down, wrapping her bony fingers about the Tau's face, turning him to face the devastation below as the Dread Carcass raced off.

"Survey this field, Shas'O. Your men may yet live for now, but this is not the last they will know of my wrath." She giggled a bit to herself, tightening her grip about the Tau's jaw as she clenched her teeth. "Plus, Il'Praul," She continued bitterly, using his given name for the first time in nearly half a decade. "I seem to have a new plaything."

[Communist]

Great battle report. Only q is why Graaf is an inquisitor Oh, and why Tau swear like we do.
But no, it's great work. I hope to do my game soon... as soon as I find Condog...


Update edit: (End and pictures as they happen)

Starting turn 3 with Condog, things appear to be grim for the Daemonic hordes. The Daemons have lost 1 bloodcrusher, a bloodletter squad and a herald to the cost of 1 pathfinder and 1 dire avenger. Objective 1 has a soulgrinder on it, objective 2 has nothing, and objective 3 is taken by guardians.

Will be updated soon.

[Communist]

cough 3 month bump cough play games cough cough.

[Kablizzy]

No kidding. Let's get these done! I want to see this thing through.

[KinGAleX]

Sorry guys but my whole lack of internets means I can't exactly run this shit at the moment. I'll hand the reins over to Kablizzy's capable hands for now if he wants to, but I know he's got a fair few dicks in his ass at the moment already. Just because mine's a bit more slippery doesn't mean he necessarily wants it more, he just wants it better.

[Communist]

Sorry guys but my whole lack of internets means I can't exactly run this shit at the moment. I'll hand the reins over to Kablizzy's capable hands for now if he wants to, but I know he's got a fair few dicks in his ass at the moment already. Just because mine's a bit more slippery doesn't mean he necessarily wants it more, he just wants it better.

That has to be one of the more... obtuse ways of putting it.

Er...

Oh yes, I can help out with ze moderation too. If I'm needed.