Say Hello To My Little Friends: Legions of Chaos vs Undead Legions

I'm a Loremaster (Light)!
It's All-Skype Fight Night!

March already? Well, time for a skype battle, and no mistake. With the End Times verging on actually ending, what better than to hurl powerful magic at one another using the medium of dice?

I, Kraken, bring you a lavish offering of unfluffed nonsense courtesy of the Legions of Chaos list!

And I, Kasfunatu, had been neglecting my undead recently... and upping from 1600 to 2000pts for this session meant the lure of Nagash could not be ignored.

We're using a modification of the End Times that allows normal control of power dice and gets rid of the awful random power dice thing. To balance that, you can't cast a spell more than once per phase and End Times spells can be dispelled normally.

And yet to claim we'd found magical balance might be premature - reader beware, and read on!

Bodacious

Funny - this is actually one of the smaller units I've painted in the last few months, and it seemed to take the longest. I'm not counting cavalry units of five (Horses count double, I reckon), so perhaps I'm getting close to a burn-out. Once I've got this Helf army done, definitely time for a rest.

EXT: Endless Graveyard Walls

I can only apologise for last week's shocking lapse. No completed regiment. No lone character models. Not even a fence with a bit of PVA splurted on top for snow. What can I say? It was a busy week, and it broke my record five month streak. The shame may linger forever, like a Tzeentchian Lord with that combo of amulets and Third Eye.

Shore Leave: Dark Elves vs Warriors of Chaos

Prologue

Another day, another ruined tower. 

The Badlands were filled with them, dismal relics of failed settlements. This one poked out of a murky wood, the roof sagging inwards like punctured bellows. It must have had a moat once, slimy water choked with rotting snags lay from its feet right to the edge of the road. Facing it, a trio of large burial mounds, topped with twisted statues. 

Phlothos's Warband were in good spirits. More hapless peasants had joined their ranks. They'd even picked up some defectors from a broken Slaaneshi warband, riders willing to experience the unique sights and smells that Nurgle could show them. Change was in the air since their battle with the goblins. Hope rose in their rotting bones, and every day brought them nearer to the mountains. 

"I have been many things in my life," Phlothos said. Ub Shudder, most competent of his men, listened attentively nearby. 

"A leader of men. An invalid. A warrior. I studied the mysteries of our foetid faith under pestilent priests in the far north. Look at me, would you believe I was once a simple miner?"

Shudder shrugged. Looking at Phlothos, it was hard to believe he'd ever been a person at all. Mucus-slick tentacles sprouted from his armpits. His disease-wracked body, almost twice the normal girth of a man, had the sheen of a bloated corpse. His great deformed ruin of a head waggled unsteadily on its crapulent neck as though it might finally give in to gravity and break free any moment. 

"We all have pasts," Shudder said, and spent a moment pushing his own once more to the back of his mind. 

"True, true, friend Ub!" Phlothos boomed heartily. "Dark and broken pasts. Perhaps that is why we feel so alive in this dark and broken land!" He gestured widely at the forsaken tower and its lands. "Who knows who once lived here? Broken and wretched folk, to look at it now. But proud and mighty once, perhaps!"

"Or elves."

Phlothos gave his lieutenant a curious look. "What makes you say that, friend Ub?"

Ub pointed. "Them, my lord. Naggarothi pirates, I should say."

Phlothos looked. There indeed, stealing out of the blasted landscape like thieves, was a substantial warband of elves. Riders and footmen alike had deep blue and purple cloaks. Some pushed bolt throwers, others goaded some vast, writhing creature ahead of them, treating it like a monstrous ox. 

"What are they doing here?" Phlothos wondered. 

"Does it matter?" Ub asked. 

"No, no, I am merely curious! Spread the word, we shall fall upon them like a wasting illness. Whatever they sought in this benighted place, they shall find but death instead. My visit to the Dwarves has been delayed more than enough. But of course, it's always nice to kill a few elves, you know!"

Ub nodded, held his banner up and shook it twice. Warhorns sounded down the ranks of their warband; the elven host responded in like kind. Ruins shall beget ruin, Ub thought to himself, and smiled. 

Make the Rigging Tight!

It's All-Skype Fight Night!

25 Carrots

Nothing like getting a good solid infantry unit under your belt to set you up for the evening, I think.

This is the core of General Palafox's army, a nice block of elven spears. A good solid defensive block. You'd call it a tarpit unit if they weren't elves. Having the durability of a cheese slice in a volcano takes some of the tar out for me. I suppose that worked for cigarettes, though, so why not elves?

Hi, Elves!

Another day, another army.

Not all of them! I'm not that fast. I just meant I was starting a new project, it came out wrong. These are the first couple of units for General Palafox's High Elves, which I shall mostly be painting over the next month.

Just painting them. Quiet, you. 

Arkhan's Asylum: Undead Legions vs Legions of Chaos

I've done a fair bit of moaning about the new End Times Magic system, so I thought I would actually try and play a game, so I would be able to moan from a more informed perspective.

Kasfunatu was kind enough to host a SkypeBoot and furnish me with an army. As it happened, we picked the two most magic-heavy lists he had, so I was really going to find out how it worked.

You picked, I rolled randomly from the other four. 

I went with Arkhan the Black, mostly because I remember reading about him in White Dwarf 169 and was quite impressed with the Liche King's fluff. Thus, I chose him for my first foray into the undead.

Go get 'em, boys.

Armies

Undead Legions

• Arkhan the Black, Mortarch of Sacrament - Zefet-kar, the Tomb Blade, Khenash-an, the Staff of Spirits, Lore of Death, Lore of Undeath
• Vampire - Level 1, Heavy Armour, Staff of Damnation, Lore of the Vampires
• Vampire - Level 1, Heavy Armour, Dispel Scroll, Lore of the Shadow
• 29 x Crypt Ghouls
• 20 x Skeleton Archers
• 25 x Zombies
• Corpse Cart
• Hierotitan
• Casket of Souls
• 5 x Hexwraiths

- 2,000 points

Legions of Chaos (same as game against Reinbowarrior)

• Kairos Fateweaver - Staff of Tomorrow
• Chaos Lord of Tzeentch - Mark of Tzeentch, Halberd, Chaos Armour, Enchanted Shield, Talisman of Preservation, Soul Feeder, Hideous Visage, Third Eye of Tzeentch, Disc of Tzeentch
• 5 x Forsaken of Slaanesh - Chaos Armour
• 5 x Forsaken of Slaanesh - Chaos Armour
• 10 x Marauder Horsemen of Slaanesh - Musician, Mark of Slaanesh, Javelin, Shield
• 10 x Marauder Horsemen of Slaanesh - Musician, Mark of Slaanesh, Javelin, Shield
• Chimera - Regenerating Flesh, Venomous Ooze
• Skull Cannon of Khorne
• Skull Cannon of Khorne

- 2,000 points

Shadow Boxing: Warriors of Chaos vs Host of the Eternity King

On your Souls, I cast Blight! 

It's All-Skype Fight Night!

Oh, this one's going to have the beards wagging and no mistake! A fearsome 2000-point matchup that brings a very special General for the Warriors of Chaos with the premier in Eternity Host Leaders! Skype Fight Nights are pleased to present:

Be'Lakor vs Malekith!

In the Grey Corner, it's me, Kraken!

And in the other, equally Grey Corner, it's Kas!

To give you a measure of the miasmatic confusion that coated this game, we're both going to write in the same font! Really? okay, let's see how that works out....

Crazy! 

Indeed!

WoffBoot IX: Mark Your Calendar

With the End Times charging on apace, we've had a bit of a ReBoot of the WoffBoot, and have come up with some tournament amendments.

... or you could just use the back of an envelope.

Everything below is an update from the previous post, for discussion as always: