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:

Call Jonah Lewie

Working my way through my Christmas haul (it's pretty much a Naughty List in itself) got me to these fellas.

Meet The Mangles

Ahhh... the classic Neighbours family: Joe, Mrs, that hippy, and Bouncer. Bouncer!

You know, after Kylie and Jason, this was probably the show's most popular blonde.

In the quiet hours of painting, and when I'm not reliving 1990s soap opera exports, I've come to the conclusion that the Mangler Squig is one of GW's sharpest marketing moves in recent years...

It's a nice-looking model, it has some killer rules ... but £36 for what is essentially a throwaway exocet missile? Scandalous!

However, the two-squig model separates effortlessly, and with the addition of another 60mm base, you suddenly have two Mangler Squigs, and one in the eye for our Nottingham overlords!

Hence the genius part: GW have got me paying £18 each for two 65pt units, and convinced me that it's a really good idea.

But I can't begrudge them much: I love the look of the models and have been hankering to paint them for a long while. With a little Christmas money to splash around (and the threat of the entire range going down the End Times pooper), I decided to treat myself.

Round bases. I'm way ahead of y'all.

Just In The Squig Of Time

These killer tomatoes were actually completed last month (and that's important, as I was counting on them to push me over the top of my painting tally), but I only got around to photographing them now (I was waiting for some good sunlight ... and it's January).

And so here, for all you mycologists out there, are the final six specimens:

Horny Squig

Gee Up

Ah, Warriors of Chaos again, at long long last! Good to be back in the saddle. Especially after all that Dark Elf work - nothing but spikes, skulls, tiny eyes in deep hoods, fast cavalry... 

Hang about. Something's not right here.

Mines of Morag: Night Goblins vs Warriors of Chaos

Prologue

Shroom peered over the cauldron, burying his face in the green steam like he was peering through a curtain. There were great disturbances in the outside world: old powers rising and new calamities in store. If the Word of Mork was to be believed, even their own underground caves would not be spared.

"Wocher, Shroom," Blacktoe sauntered up. "Got a cup a' fungus brew fer me?"

Shroom handed a beaker of viscous liquid to his warboss, who downed it in one gulp.

"Tintoof's lads say a bunch of humies fought their way into our mines," he said, wiping his chin. "Smashed through da western gate and chased off all da guards. Cowardly gits."

The warboss looked pointedly at Shroom for an explanation. Blacktoe might be sneaky and cowardly and possessed of many fine goblin virtues, but he relied on the great shaman for strategic insight. Shroom leaned over the cauldron once more and pinched the bridge of his long nose, sending out two streams of snot into the mixture.

"Dey are humies of da ruinous powers," Shroom examined the yellow trails in the mixture. "Same ones dat gave Bonekrunk's Waaagh! a good hiding a few weeks ago."

Blacktoe chuckled at the thought. Everyone south of Mad Dog Pass had enjoyed a good laugh at the Savage Warboss' expense. "Why have dey come 'ere?"

Three floating bogeys arranged themselves into a triangle and the truth was revealed to Shroom in strange words. "Dey want to capture da Well of Corruption."

"Wot? Da fountain in the vaults dat makes all the lads sick when dey get close?"

"Da very one."

"Well, if dey want it, so do we." Blacktoe hitched up his belt. "Let's wake up da squigs."

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Mind the Stalactite!

It's All-Skype Fight Night!