Venue : Midnight's residence
Attendees : Midnight, Balian, Kyuzo with special appearance of Salubri later in the evening
Games of Choice : Warhammer 40k
Sorry guys, writing a storyline's taking longer than I thought so here's a summary first of what's happened. :)
Game 1 - Balian (Dark Angels with Daemonhunter Allies) vs. Kyuzo (Emperor's Children)
2000pts Cleanse Alpha (say, even the mission is themed with the Holy Week. lolz.)
Kyuzo wins with scoring units claiming three quarters against Balian's one.
Met up with Salubri later that evening for coffee at, where else, Starbucks. Even on a Black Saturday folks, the place did not disappoint. We even got to sit on a couch too!!! hehehe...
Terrain building update. Salubri able to make 4 building ruin pieces from foamboard. Cool!
Will try to post a storyline report before Meanderer can post theirs before 2008. Pramis! +P
It was morning, the husks of buildings casting weird shadows on the outskirts of what used to be a bustling city just a few weeks back. Never really cared to remember the name of this settlement, only the fleeting memory of its wanton destruction. And hopefully, before the day is over, that memory is about to be refreshed anew.
From our vantage point here at the city outskirts, activity can already be seen. The tell-tale contrails of Imperium transports tracing skywards. Dark figures moving furtively from structure to structure. The pattern of their movements is more deliberate and organized when they made planetfall, compared to that of the clumsier Imperial Guard. These are Space Marines, and judging by their colors, these must be a contingent of the Sons of El Johnson, though I sense a strange presence among them. Whoever they are, my instructions to my children were clear; they must be driven off this sector so as not to interfere with our plans.
Without further prompting, my children set forth on their mission. Brother Halus and his squad of havocs took the high ground, ready to choose their targets at will with missle and autocannon fire, while Brothers Furiax and Xarnon brought their respective havocs to the frontline. Brothers Ixius and Grax kept their noise marines slightly behind should the need for support fire arises.
It did not take long before our Enemy presented themselves to us. These are more heavily armed compared to the usual expeditionary force the Imperium would send. Then, did I realize the true nature of the strange presence that I've felt...
Daemonhosts! The Loyalist's feeble attempt at controlling the unstable power of the Warp and give it human form, though far from it. Some mad if not desperate being is leading this army, if he intends to harness the very substance of our existence against us. They shall pay dearly for this folly.
Brothers Furiax and Xarnon pressed forward, almost immediately you could hear the booming bass notes of blastmasters, combined with excellent shooting from Brother Halus, neutralizing the Dark Angels' jump troops from making any counterattack to our advance, at least for the time being.
This did not bode well for the defenders of the False Emperor, for their troubles were compounded when the daemonhosts turned on them as well, momentarily throwing them into disarray as they desperately try to regain their control over them. My children sensed that it is time they press their advantage.
Like a harbinger of death astride an iron steed. Brother Eidolon zooms into the fray, sent on engaging the nearest squad of marines even if it meant taking on two the daemonvessels at the vanguard, with Brother Zerus and his bikers closely behind in the hopes of flanking their fortification before they have a chance to return fire. Only the Daemonhosts were close enough to engage Brother Eidolon's advance, while the rest of the Enemy try to regroup. It is here where Brother Eidolon springs his trap.
Brother Eidolon, aided by the Dark Prince, summoned a coven of daemonettes to aid him, while Brother Zerus continued their blinding advance to the Unforgiven's now exposed flank. The daemonettes made short work of the daemonhosts, and quickly ran to the Dark Angels' firing line. The Dark Angels have yet to neutralize the first wave of daemons when Brother Zerus unleashed a second wave which was enough to break their resolve. Many space marines fell, dropping their guard to these pale svelte, exotic daemon women and their deadly charms. The Sons of the Lion fell back, albeit too easily, as if they have accomplished something important to them despite their great loss. Somehow, I do not think we have seen the last of them.
Journal of Brother Eleazar
Librarian, Dark Angels Fifth Company
We are veterans of the Battle of the Sularian Gate. We serve the Emperor and hunt the Fallen.
To these vows we set out to the aid of Inquisitor Lord Quiroga, having picked-up a distress call sent out by one of his telepaths. We almost never trouble ourselves with the affairs of the inquisition, but Quiroga had information that is both valuable to us and sends a chill to our spine at the same time... in Quiroga we have someone outside the inner circle knowing about The Fallen...
Upon planetfall at Salvador I, we immediately located Quiroga, in battle with what I estimated to be half a company of the Emperor's Children. Supported only by his retinue, I say we just arrived in time to save him from utter doom. Upon deployment, we immediately felt something disturbing... something that caused us to hesitate... I am fearing blasphemy when I think that it could have been fear we felt... and we were quickly overwhelmed...
In the heat of battle Quiroga pointed out two of The Fallen among the traitors' ranks. We abandoned any thought of being victorius and just hunted the two Fallen at all cost. Upon accomplishing that, we withdrew, now with Quiroga and his knowledge.
It is clear that Quiroga knows of our secret crusade. In my opinion, my lord Ezekiel, it is to our best interest to keep him with us... to be able to hunt The Fallen down and figure out just exactly who this Quiroga is and how he knows what he knows. I sense something sinister, but what exactly I still have no clue.
For the Emperor