Showing posts with label Adeptus Mechanicus. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Adeptus Mechanicus. Show all posts
Monday, 23 September 2024
Friday, 19 July 2024
Wednesday, 22 March 2023
Weekend at Burnie's 4 - Day 1 - Creations of Bile vs T'au and AdMech
Has it really been a year since the last Weekend at Burnie's?
It was back. I, Stylus, was there. And naturally, I brought Chaos.
Wednesday, 24 November 2021
Death & Decay in the Wild West: Nurgle Daemons vs Ad Mech and Astra Militarum
Pootle here, reporting on two games I played at the DZTV Wild West event at Firestorm Games in Cardiff last weekend.
Tuesday, 28 September 2021
The Digsite Defence: Thousand Sons vs Adeptus Mechanicus
We return to Sentinel in the Gehenna System!
Where the Adeptus Mechanicus and Thousand Sons can't help running into each other!
Monday, 16 August 2021
Monday, 26 July 2021
The Prize: Adeptus Mechanicus vs Creations of Bile
I'm joining the Inferno Campaign - and taking the fight to Gehenna Prime!
It's the Adeptus Mechanicus vs Creations of Bile
Friday, 20 November 2020
A Little Fight Music: Chaos Daemons vs Adeptus Mechanicus
The sluice-gates of the Immaterium burst open, but will reality bite back?
Chaos Daemons vs Adeptus Mechanicus!
Friday, 21 August 2020
Monday, 8 June 2020
Friday, 1 May 2020
Saturday, 18 April 2020
Monday, 16 March 2020
The Prisoner of Azkriman: Thousand Sons vs Space Wolves & Adeptus Mechanicus
Our Hunt for Ahriman narrative campaign continues. And like Rocky and Star Trek before us, we're pulling out all the stops for part IV
Conscious thought returned.
Ahriman opened his eyes. Hard light blared into them. It was cold and harsh, painful. An irregular crackling noise, half whine, half static, assaulted his ears.
He was suspended in a sphere, inlaid with a knotwork of cables, pipes and dials. Skulls stared emptily down on him from each intersection of the elaborate maze. He squinted against the hail of light and sound, trying to make sense of it. Where was he?
Conscious thought returned.
Ahriman opened his eyes. Hard light blared into them. It was cold and harsh, painful. An irregular crackling noise, half whine, half static, assaulted his ears.
He was suspended in a sphere, inlaid with a knotwork of cables, pipes and dials. Skulls stared emptily down on him from each intersection of the elaborate maze. He squinted against the hail of light and sound, trying to make sense of it. Where was he?
Saturday, 21 December 2019
Friday, 20 December 2019
0010101100 Come All Ye Faithful: Thousand Sons vs Adeptus Mechanicus
The narrative campaign continues: The Hunt for Ahriman, Part III
Plasma streaked towards him over the dusty ground. There was nowhere to hide from it, no time to protect himself. Ahriman extended his will and with a terrible effort, tore apart the fabric of reality around him.
The warp opened, and he fell in.
The warp opened, and he fell in.
Monday, 21 October 2019
Friday, 1 March 2019
Friday, 6 October 2017
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