And it’s time for another battle report here on the blog. We’ve recently published our first battle report in video here on the blog, but this time I’m getting back to the narrative style of reporting on games I normally use here, however, if you haven’t checked our video, please do check it our today and let me know which kind you prefer.
Today’s battle is another sequel to the battles I’ve been playing with my friends and trying to sew into a larger narrative campaign soon. It all began with the Black Templars Vs Blood Angels conflict that saw the Blood Angels stealing some sort of relic from the grasp of the Templars, and followed by the battle featuring the Black Templars Vs Imperial Guard , now known as the “Massacre of Thraxx where the Templars started their mad crusade to expunge their failure in securing the relic. There was a 3rd conflict featuring the Black Templars Vs The Legion of the Damned where the Black Templars continued their mad attempt to silence an entire planet, but word of their doing got out with the surviving Salamanders that escaped their wrath.
And that brings us to todays conflict which sheds some light onto the relic’s true nature as the Blood Angels try to counter the Eldar scouting the outskirts of Thraxx. The battle was played a couple of weeks ago between my own Eldar army and my friend Ton’s Blood Angels.
Here it is:
Something felt incredibly wrong about their last orders, Eimon felt it in his bones as he bent over to fetch another butchered corpse. Brother Sergeant Cleon had assured them these orders came from Commander Dante himself, and to question them would be nothing short of heresy, so he carried on doing as he was told.
Thus Eimon and the rest of the Blood Angels’ detachment under the command of Librarian Theocles continued their grisly work of rounding up the bodies of the victims of the “Massacre of Thraxx” as the battle between the Black Templars and the Imperial Guard on the city had been named. Thousands had died there, and the casualties weren’t only from the ranks of the Imperial Guard. The populace of the ruined city had also been put to the sword by the Templars, every single living being on the hive killed by the very Space Marines they thought were there to deliver them from the forces of Chaos.
It was difficult to see the point of this assignment. They were Astartes of the Blood Angels, suited to wage war in the name of the Emperor, to fight the enemies of the Imperium delivering retribution and vengeance with bolter fire and sword, not to cart bodies to some grotesque obelisk left behind by Chaos cultists. If something felt heretical here it was the very work they were doing thought Eimon, not for the last time, while he tossed another corpse into the wheeled mechanic contraption that ferried the corpses to the obelisk.
Seeing that the men would carry on their assigned orders, Sergeant Cleon left them to their chores and started the long walk toward the ruined Administratum building the Librarian had claimed for his command centre. Not much of the city was left after it was bombarded in sequence by the Word Bearers, the Imperial Guard and the Black Templars, however the Administratum office building had remained largely unscathed and the techmarines that accompanied the Blood Angels task force in the system had performed an admirable job in reinforcing what was left.
The automated Tarantula sentry guns that guarded the perimeter trained their weapons on the approaching Space Marine, until the augury devices in each machine recognized him as a Blood Angel and resumed their target acquiring routines
He found Brother Librarian Theocles in his control centre surveying the work of the Space Marines in the distance through a reinforced plasteel window. He toyed with a large crystal shard of oily appearance in his left hand, atop the metallic table laid discarded a stasis containment field with the markings of the holy Inquisition, the very thing they had taken from the Black Templars some weeks ago.
“ – Ah, Sergeant” said the Librarian “You’re here at last. How goes the task I’ve set you to?”
“ – The men are doing as ordered sire, tough they fail to see the point of it, as I do”.
“ – Really?” the Librarian sounded amused “Fetch your men then. I’ve had word from the scout companies, they report some activity of an Eldar foraging party in the outskirts of Thraxx. Perhaps fighting the Xenos will be a more pleasant task to you and your men”.
“ – Who will have command on the field sir” asked the sergeant.
“ – I will” replied the Librarian while storing the crystal shard in a pouch hanging from a delicate silver chain on his belt.
The Space Marine sergeant had a quick glimpse of the crystal shard as it was put away inside the pouch and he could swear he’d just seen ghostly screaming faces swirling inside the oily surface of the crystal. Shaking thouse thoughts away he saluted and left the room to round up his men.
Left alone, the Librarian resumed his watch over the work the Blood Angels performed in the ruins below. He was grinning in anticipation.
The vey ground fumed and crumbled in revulsion as the daemon took steps toward the sergeant that crawled on the floor. Eimon contemplated how reality itself seemed to resist and repel the warp spawned creature, before unloading a fresh clip from his Boltgun at the approaching creature.
The daemon laughed maniacally as each projectile ricocheted from his armor and skin, it flicked his wrist quickly making the barbed whip he carried on his left hand hit the Space Marine behind his legs, flipping the Blood Angel into the air as he pulled the whip back, only to hit it mid-fall a split second latter with his two headed axe.
The severed torso of the Space Marine fell with a wet thud on the ground next to Brother Sergeant Cleon as he turned with difficulty to face the daemon. He was the last surviving Blood Angel on the field and that wouldn’t last long.
The sergeant crossed his hands over his chest in the sign of the Aquila right muttering “The Emperor protects” a moment before the daemon tore off his head.
“SKULLS FOR THE SKULL THRONE! BLOOD FOR THE BLOOD GOD!” roared the daemon over the devastated battle ground, before unfurling his mighty wings and lauching itself in the air, heading in the direction of the ruined city of Thraxx.
And I guess that’s it for today guys. Hope you have enjoyed it, and if you could spare a moment to let me know whether you prefer this style of battle reporting over the video one, commenting on this article.
Over and out.
O post de hoje é a versão em inglês de um battle report sobre uma batalha disputada entre os meus Eldar e os Blood Angels do Ton. Como de costume amanhã sai a versão em português.
Grande abraço e até amanhã.