tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53509094213209114012024-03-06T17:04:31.172+13:00The Dice OdysseyLet The Dice Fall Where They MayRunicmadhamsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16998940858801320118noreply@blogger.comBlogger218125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350909421320911401.post-34731825711413035822016-09-07T11:27:00.000+12:002016-09-07T11:29:32.843+12:00The Tales From Westruna blog is now live<span style="font-size: small;">The title says it all, the blog that will be supporting the books is now up. At present it has the Art Gallery, Contact Page, Current Book Progress Tracker and Release Schedule up. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Also a small preview of the Wanderers Tale is also up, the link to the blog is below:</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">http://talesfromwestruna.blogspot.co.nz</span>Runicmadhamsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16998940858801320118noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350909421320911401.post-11448142290662858642016-08-29T11:44:00.003+12:002016-08-29T11:44:53.900+12:00The Book Information Post <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">There has been some interest in my upcoming book release. So i thought i would put together a post with the aim of providing some general information about the book, the setting and the overall plan. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">The Book is called the Wander's Tale Esmor, and it is an adventure book. Simiply put it follows two young adults as they try to reach a place called Mymt Lagoon in a Kingdom called Esmor. The reason they are dong this is simply to see the Lagoon. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Though i am a fan of the Fantasy genre i do get a bit tired of how high the stakes are set in fantasy books. Often main characters have to contend with vast threats, and failure means the end of their world as they know it, and sometimes the literal end of the world. While i don't mind those kind of stories i feel that for them to be effective readers must be given a reason to care about the world at stake, and given that this is the first book in the setting readers will have no reason to care at all. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">In my previous post about this i mentioned that i was dissatisfied with my current job, and i was able to draw inspiration from that for this book. Esme, a young female mage in training, feels fed up with being told to constantly study and train in order to become a mage. She has never set foot outside the city she was born but is told constantly of what lies beyond the city walls, for Esmor (the name of the region) is a vast, mostly unexplored and wild land. One day she decides sod it, she doesn't care about studying any more and decides to go to Mymt Lagoon, a lake in the far east of Esmor. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">This who idea came from my dissatisfaction with my job, and the fact that i can see dense bush, hills, and snow capped mountains from where i work. It wasn't an uncommon desire for me too look out the widow, see those snow capped mountains and wish that i could just get up and walk there. I was able to take this desire and make a book from it, and hopefully in doing so accurately express that desire in a way that is interesting to read. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">The book will be released on Kindle for Ebooks and via a website called Createspace for those who prefer physical copies. Links to both will be posted to this blog on November 21st. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I have mentioned the name "Esmor" and so is should explain the setting. Esmor is the name given to one of the five regions, and the human kingdom located in that region, of a continent called Unith on a planet named Westruna. The other four regions are called: The Heartward Isles, The Northlands, Rulun and Drackmoor. Unith wont be the only content but i thought it best to start of simple and expand when i need too. The same goes for the races, which are :Humans, Elves, Dwarves and Orcs. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">On top of this there is a place called the Skittering Dark; the name given to the vast network of Tunnels, caves and caverns the run underneath Westruna's surface. The Skittering Dark is not a place anyone of stable sanity would go willingly.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I am hesitant to provide anything more than only the barest of descriptions for the setting, as i prefer people to learn about it from reading the books. I am not a fan of unnecessary exposition so there is room for readers to figure things out for themselves.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I plan on trying to get one book and one short story out per year. The short story will be related too the previous book and will be free, with the aim of building audience goodwill and expanding the setting.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">After the Wanders Tale, and the short story Her, will come a book called The First War. While the Wanders Tale is a more light hearted adventure book the First War is a book of war. It covers the first war ever waged on Unith and is already looking to be a far longer book than the Wanders Tale. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">On top of this i have a Blog, Facebook Page and email address set up for the books. None of them are live yet but on release day the Tales From Westruna Facebook Page, Blog and Email address will go live. The FB page and Blog will have information about upcoming books, a release schedule, a progress tracker for the current book and commissioned artwork for the setting to help people get a better idea of what Westruna looks like.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">The release schedule and progress tracker are part of my desire to be as transparent as possible. Often you will be waiting for news on upcoming book only to get periodic updates from the author, or you will want to know what comes next after a series has finished only to no announcement on the matter for some time, and the release schedule and progress tracker are my ways of countering this. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Thats all for now. This blog will remain up through out as my separate Wargames Blog, and i hope to return to doing content for it ASAP. Until netx time.</span></span><br />
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<br />Runicmadhamsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16998940858801320118noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350909421320911401.post-20917380253291206552016-08-25T12:52:00.003+12:002016-08-25T12:52:48.266+12:00The Dice Odyssey on Hold <span style="font-size: small;">There has been a distinct lack of content on this blog for the past few months. This is mainly because i have been diverting all my free time to writing my own series of Fantasy novels.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">I have always had a love for the fantasy genre, and after job dissatisfaction reached its limits i decided to start writing my own fantasy books with the aim to one day become a full time author. My first book is nearing completion and i hope to have it published by December 1st this year, with other books to follow.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">This is why this blog has been forgotten as of late, all the time i would spend working it has gone to my book and setting. I hope that, once the first book is published, i will have some time to come back and do more narrative battle reports and similar content, but that wont be until December/January. Until next time.</span><br />
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Runicmadhamsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16998940858801320118noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350909421320911401.post-37991327311079925032016-06-18T20:33:00.002+12:002016-06-18T20:33:43.378+12:00The 9th Age Vs Kings of War: Army Building and Rules at a Glance <br />
<span style="font-size: small;">While I have yet to play a game of 9th Age i have been looking at it closely to see if it is anything like WHFB 8th edition, a game that i greatly enjoyed. I have however watched a game of 9th Age, and will be playing a game next week, and what i will say is from what i have seen my hopes are high, it looked like 8th edition with tweaks, not the tweaks you would expect from a ETC group either. These tweaks seem to improve the game and make it better. I have had a chance to look at the army lists for many of the races in the game and so the main point of this post is to focus on the army building options of 9th Age and compare them to the main competitor, Kings of War.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">I was lucky in that of the two full army books the 9th age team have produced so far one was the Wood Elves, so imagine my surprise and delight when i opened the PDF and saw this.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Thats right, a team of volunteers and fans of Warhammer Fantasy Battles produced this, for free, as the contents page for one of their army books. And this sets the tone for the whole book/PDF, each unit has a page like they did in the old 8th ed army books. Its wonderful to see such time and effort be given to the lore side of the game in this book, a area that the Kings of War Core Rule book lacks in with units getting a few lines of fluff text and maybe a picture of the unit's actual models. In short you can tell that the 9th Age team put a lot of time, effort and love into making this book a excellent homage to the WHFB 8th edition army books, and i also think that in this case their work surpasses the 8th edition Wood Army book. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">But thats small stuff, what is the actual army building like in 9th Age? Well like the rules in general its basically 8th edition with tweaks, good tweaks. Wood Elves get Kindreds for Elf Characters and Aspects of Nature (Sprites) for Forest Spirit Characters. The magic item list for army specific items is small and compact and the army special rules are well presented and put before the points Army list section of the book.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Just like the Wood Elves see the return of Kindreds so to do other armies see the return of their old 6th ed lore based rules. Vampires get named blood lines that your army can only have one of and that then go onto unlock powers and benefits for the characters in the army. Dark Elves can dedicate their armies to cults, corsairs of beast master ways of war. Empire Generals can either be great tacticians or fighters and High Elf characters can buy titles and honours. All the army's get little changes like this that either tweak the army's playstyle or boost characters in certain ways.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">I have used the phrase "Tweaks" often in this post and its time i explained what i meant, and the Wood Elf Magic arrows are a good example of a this. All Wood Elves have a range 30 Armour Piercing (1) long bow. Some units can buy magic arrows for that unit, the unit can then chose in the shooting phase if they wish to use the longbow and Volley Fire (which now allows all models in a unit to shoots and ignores cover modifiers) of if they want to loose volley fire in favour of ignoring all move and shoot modifiers and use the magic arrows. In short there is an actual choice here now where each option has good and bad points and its one for which there s no clear cut right answer. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">So the army building side of things looks pretty good and to be plain it is far, far better than what you have in Kings of War. Whats the difference between High, Wood and Dark Elves in KoW? Practically nothing save that High and Wood Elves share a list and Dark Elves get a slightly different one. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">As i mentioned above the whole game is basically 8th edition but better. if you liked 8th edition you should like 9th Age. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">One last thing i wanted to say before ending this post is that i don't want people to think that i don't like Kings of War. When 8th edition was killed off KoW was the game to replace it. It wasn't perfect and was actually a very different game but it fit. It was a good Massed Fantasy Battle Wargame and it came out at just the right time, however now with 9th Age being a fully released game KoW's time may be up, for me at least. There have been time when i was playing KoW and find myself wishing for 8th edition instead, well now it seems my wish may have came true. Expect to see my full review of my first 9th Age game sometime next week. Until next time.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Rex</span>Runicmadhamsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16998940858801320118noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350909421320911401.post-86689551157989432932016-06-12T22:39:00.000+12:002016-06-12T22:39:07.414+12:00The (Diverted) Path to Call to Arms: Elf Space Pirates<span style="font-size: small;">Progress on the Autumn Elves was non existent this weekend as all my time and effort was diverted to completing my Warhammer 40k Army, Eldar Corsairs. This sudden change was due to me being asked to get the army ready for a show game, and since its mostly done i thought i may as well post the pictures of it for all to see.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">These are my army's commanders, The Prince, the Baron and Void Dreamer respectively. These three had the most effort both paint job wise and conversion wise and i think they are the best minis in the army. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">The Balestrike Band is the heavy weapon team of the army. They where built and painted over the course of Saturday and i am fairly happy with how they turned out.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">The Malevolent's are the close combat specialists of the army as well as being slowly corrupted by the will of Slannesh. As such they have a different colour scheme from the rest of the army and they have a blood effect on their flesh, thought how that relates to Slanneshi corruption is still something i have to figure out. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">The Reaver's and Ghostwalker's are the core troops of the army. The Reaver's are the mainline squad will the Ghostwalker's are the snipers and recon troops.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">The Wasp Assault Walkers are just a fancy name for War Walkers, with jet packs. They are fairly fragile but can be fitted out with a wide variety of weapons. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">So thats the Corsair's done for now. I am happy that they are done because now i can do narrative battle reports with the army. Next weekend i will be back on track with the Autumn Elves. Until next time.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Rex</span>Runicmadhamsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16998940858801320118noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350909421320911401.post-61715950833951296182016-06-06T20:17:00.000+12:002016-06-06T20:17:07.524+12:00The Path to Call to Arms: Long Weekend Edtion<span style="font-size: small;">Despite having a Four Day Weekend progress on the army was slow, this is solely down to The Witcher 3, a Fantasy RPG video game, getting a new expansion on May 31st, however some work was done. All the Characters for the army are completed and work as been started on the first regiment.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">While the regiment is only five models in i am pleased with the progress so far and am looking forward to seeing what the completed unit looks like. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">The Green (Brown) Lady got a new painted job, actually she got four as i struggled to find one i liked. Her current one is pretty close to what i wanted her to look like. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">And finally i was able to complete my Master Hunter. This was a case of me being happ that the model was done, so while the paint job may not be up to my liking it fits with the army's overall theme.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">And thats the sum total of my progress for the long weekend. While its not alot i am happy with what was done and hopefully next weekend i can finish off the unit i started this weekend. Until next time.</span><br />
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<i><br /></i>Runicmadhamsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16998940858801320118noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350909421320911401.post-36759182420002246862016-05-31T06:46:00.001+12:002016-05-31T06:46:42.575+12:00The Path to Call to Arms: Herder of All Trees<span style="font-size: small;">Work has progressed on the Autumn Elves this weekend with a now decided upon Colour scheme for the Glade Stalkers as well as the assembly and painting of my Meirce Miniatures Tree Herder. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">The Tree Herder was always the planned enter piece of the army and i am happy that, after being painted, he fulfills that role nicely. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">As mentioned before a colour scheme was decided upon for the Glade Stalkers. When i first decided i wanted to do this army i had planned to go for a bright red, brown and orange scheme but found that i liked the darker autumn colors. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">The model was painted using all Army Painter Colours. The Red is Chaos Red, the Brown is Oak Brown while the metal on the bow is Bronze. The red cloth was dry brushed with Lava Orange and the Brown was Dry Brushed with Leather Brown. The flesh is tanned flesh. And yes, that bow is strung. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Next weekend i hope yo get to work on The Green Ladies Wild Guard regiment, which is comprised of Wood Elf Wardacners models and the Wood Elf limited Edition BSB. Also i want to do a repaint of the Green Lady after seeing how well the multiple drybrush technique worked on the Tree Herder. Until Next Time.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Rex</span>Runicmadhamsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16998940858801320118noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350909421320911401.post-67727813999375583452016-05-29T07:37:00.000+12:002016-05-30T12:59:00.628+12:00Paid in Full: KoW Narrative Battle Report <span style="font-size: small;">Part One <a href="http://thediceodyssey.blogspot.co.nz/2016/04/the-resolve-of-humans-kow-narrative.html">Here</a></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Yevin Wynwarin sat astride his spectral mount as the column of troops moved on by. They weren’t the most professional army the Asrai every mustered for war and in truth what was currently marching past him was whatever spare troops they had in Winterdell Hall. Three days back a messenger from Taegen Wynwarin’s host had showed up at the Hall’s gate, exhausted and bearing grim news from his brother, his army had been bested by the humans who had also recovered the Waystone Fragments Taegen had been sent to retrieve. Upon hearing this Yevin railed what troops he could gather on short notice and set out at a forced march in the direction the messenger had said Taegen went. That had all been five days ago and he had still to catch up with his brother.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">It was a testament to how deep he was lost in thought that he didn’t hear the sound of footsteps coming closer and was startled when a voice said.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Yevin, I have something”</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">He turned and saw his mage Oacenth looking at him with an amused expression on his face.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“What” Yevin snapped at the mage, partly out of irritation at the mage’s amusement but mostly due to his embarrassment at being so lost in thought.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“I don’t often catch a Wynwarin by surprise, I was just savouring the moment”</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Are you done”</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Almost”</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Oacenth…..”</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“I found their trail”</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">This stopped Yevin’s next words dead on his tongue. A moment passed before he asked.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Where, and how?”</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“We are on the right trail” He affirmed “I know this because at least one person leading that host was thinking. The Green Lady left a trail only those who practice Asrai Spell weaving could follow, whats more we are only a day behind them”</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Yevin’s annoyance at the mage’s slight against his brother vanished at those words.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“When, today?”</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Yes” he replied “Whats more a steady pace will suffice”</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Can we take another day of forced march?”</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Yes” Oacenth replied with some reluctance. “But I cant vouch for our fighting condition when we arrive”</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“But I can” Yevin said, with confidence ringing in his voice. “They are my troops, I trained many of them myself, they can do it”</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Oacenth nodded “I will give the order”</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">As he hurried off to the head of the column Yevin smiled grimly to himself, removed his antlered helm from his mount’s saddle and donned it. It had become a symbol of his family, one that he and his brother had started and so when Taegen first saw him at the head of his relief force it would be with his helm on, sunlight reflecting off the iron antlers and atop his spectral mount. And then the Wynwarin brothers would rout these humans, together as one. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Haera, leader of the relief forces’ Wildwood Rangers regiments had just set the pace for her units as she heard the sounds of heavy paws behind her and turned to see lord Yevin come up behind her on top of his mount. As he drew up to her he spoke.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Warden, did Oacenth give you the news?”</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“He did sir” she replied </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Good, I have a task for you and the Rangers you command. When we reach my brother’s host I want you to stay close to him. His messenger had nothing good to say about the state of his remaining forces or his own condition. Guard him Haera, it is all I ask”</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“It will be done my lord”</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Good, I thank you”</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Sir”</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Yes”</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Are the rumours true, was the Hunt banished?”</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">At this Yevin paused before dismounting and motioning her in close.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“I tell you this because you are among my most trusted officers, only Oacenth has been told before now. Yes it is true, the Humans managed to banish the hunt.”</span>
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<span style="font-size: small;">She stared into the eye slits of his mask, all the unspoken implications of that sentence flowing between them like a fast moving stream. After a long pause she spoke.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Sir, nothing will happen to your brother. This I swear upon my Oath as Ranger”</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Thank you Haera, your words reassure me greatly”</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">She saluted as he turned, remounted and rode on ahead. In truth his words had done far more harm then he could have ever known. To her the Hunt was sacred second only to Isha and Kurnous themselves and for mere humans to have, have banished them was the greatest blasphemy they could have committed. As she began marching her she could feel the rage building inside her, Yevin had nothing to fear, the humans however had no idea what was coming for them. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">By the time Yevin saw his brother’s host they were down from the snowy mountain glades and into the hilly plains that edged the human’s domain. Yevin might have been impressed that so battered a army had managed to pursue its victorious opponent so far but three things stopped that. First was the ragged state of his brother’s army which was far worse than he had been lead to believe. Secondly was the sight of the fully resupplied and reinforce human army that faced his brother’s force across the hilly terrain and thirdly was the sight of not three but seven Waystone Fragments scattered across the ground throughout the battlefield. This last point would have puzzled Yevin if not his entire being had been focused on reaching his brother.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">With a few curt orders, and with the aid of his spear, Yevin directed his relief force to take up supporting postions arround what remained of Taegen’s host, comprised of a unit of Eternal Guard, a unit of Glade Guard, The Green Lady and Taegen himself astride the Dragon Ohan. His mixed Eternal and Glade Guard unit joined Taegen’s archers on the hill while Haera’s Rangers took up position in front of Taegen and beside the mixed the unit. The other ranger unit positioned itself by the Eternal Guard and Green Lady while Yevin, removing his helmet and placing it on his saddle horn, went straight to his brother, with Oacenth following at a respectful distance. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">He was half way to his brother when he also removed his helmet, placed it on his saddle horn, jumped down from Ohan’s neck and strode towards him. Yevin did the same and they met half way between the two mounts and embraced in wearied relief. After a moment they drew apart and Yevin spoke. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Taegen, I had feared the worst when your messenger arrived. I am relieved to see my fears were for nought” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Yevin, never in my life have I been as happy to see you as I am now. We thought this was our last day.” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“And so it may have been had things gone differently” Said Oacenth, choosing this moment to join the conversation, and he and Taegen clasped forearms “What possessed you to attack a reinforced and resupplied army?” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“That” said a voice from behind Yevin “Was my doing”. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">They all turned to see the Green Lady standing behind them, a look of tight relief on her face </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Greetings Yevin, Oacenth it is very good to see you” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“My lady” Yevin replied with a respectful bow. She gave him a brief smile and resumed. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“To answer Spellweaver Oacenth’s question I implored lord Taegen to bring the humans to battle. They have paced the Waystone Fragments they took from us with others they possess and scattered them across the field before us. Their mages were in the process of preforming some ritual when we showed up and must have deicide to deal with us first before carrying on. They must have thought us easy prey, until you showed up”. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Taegen nodded in to confirm what she had said. “We had to do something” he said mainly to his brother. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Yevin held up a hand to quell his brother’s next words. “Its alright, I understand. We can focus on what the humans aimed to do with the fragments later, for now we should focus on defeating them. Taegen take command of the left flank and the hill, I will command the right and any central units not on the hill. Oacenth, assist Taegen, my lady I would greatly value you aid” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">As was speaking he looked at each of them in turn. On his brother’s face he saw relief that someone else had taken command from his tired hands, in Oacenth’s he saw the mage’s usually mocking smile replaced by grim determination, as if he had some idea of what the humans planed. And in the Green Lady he only saw quite approval. After he was done and they had voiced their agreement he turned to his brother and said. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Taegen, we will win this and we will both return in triumph to Winterdell. But only after we repay them for what they have done to you and your host.” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">At Taegen’s grim nod they each went to their assigned positions, the Wynwarin brothers remounting and donning their helmets. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Taegen watched the human’s draw into their battle line from atop Ohan’s neck. He saw their pike and light infantry form up on in the centre and on the right flank, accompanied by one of their Phoenixes. On the left the large Knight unit waited, supported by one of their mercenary Ogre captains and a smaller unit of heavy infantry, another enemy Phoenix hovering behind them. At last he gaze settled on the figure on the far right flank, the enemy general riding a dragon. He marked this one for it was he who had lead the human’s last time and although he rode a different mount he was still the same human and Taegen would reap a terrible revenge on him. Yes he did now respect the human’s resolve but this did little to diminish the growing hatred he felt for them. Seeing that everything was in position he slightly squeezed Ohan’s scaled neck with his thighs, the dragon responded to the familiar signal with a deafening roar, the battle had begun. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">At Ohan’s roar Yevin began to issue curt orders, aided by gestures with his spear. The Eternal Guard and Wildwood Rangers advanced into and alongside the small copse of trees. On the hill behind him the Glade Guard readied themselves while the mixed Glade and Eternal Guard unit advanced to the lip of the hill and, as the words from one of Oacenth’s spells faded and their weapon tips burst into blue flame, joined the Glade Guard next to them in firing a volley at the heavy infantry in the woods across from them. While the arrows did little harm to these humans it was more due to their armour than the skill of archers and a cheer went up from the unit at the sight of so many arrows finding their mark, a cheer that was a little subdued due to the lack of effect but it still gave them something to cheer about. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">He was about to turn his attention back to his own troops when a shout from the hill brought him back round, just in time to see the Ogre Captain, moving impossibly fast slam into the front of the mixed unit, throwing elves into the air cleaving one in half with a single swipe of his blade. However, the unit recovered quickly as elves behind front line thrust their spears at the towering humanoid, finding easy marks for spear tips. One daring archers ducked under the swing of the Ogre’s blade and quickly notched, drew and fired and arrow right into his exposed arm pit earning a bellow of pain from the beast. Feeling satisfied that the situation was under control, and if it wasn’t he was sure Taegen and Ohan would make it so, he turned back to his own units and the slowly advancing human line. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">As the battle was joined Taegen urged Ohan up on top of the hill, just in time to see the Ogre captain, reeling from an arrow protruding from his left arm pit, stagger back from mixed unit on the hill’s edge. His relief at seeing this was momentary as the small unit of heavy infantry, who had used the Ogre’s initial charge as cover for their advance, charged the mixed unit revealing in their ranks handguners who opened fire at point blank range, cutting down many Asrai whose light armour was no barrier to lead shot. This foe was far more formidable than the Ogre had been, their heavy over lapping red plate armour turning aside all those but the most well aimed spear thrusts and Taegen, his mind slowed by days of fast travel and the preceding battle, watched in shock as the daring archer whose shot had sent the Ogre reeling was first impaled on a great two handed weapon then shot straight between the eyes by another human. He was about to intervene, when a shout from his left caused him to turn and see something far worse. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Glade Captain Fayeth had been impressed with the skill her archers had displayed so far. Their disciplined volleys of arrows had been a reassuring sight for her lord’s wearied host and she had felt pride swell in her chest as her unit slew humans who had thought the Wood Elves easy foes. It was when the enemy general, who had been slowly advancing down the right flank, had taken flight straight for her unit that her pride for her archers grew tenfold. She was a veteran of many battles and had seen all sorts of foe beset the Asrai, from rotting and decaying undead to barbaric and blood soaked greenskins. So it was when the dragon began its flight towards her troops she simply gestured with her bow and said. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">The beast drew nearer, flying over lord Yevin and his troops, the former tracking the beast’s flight his face hidden behind his grim helm. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Everything else faded from her mind but her training and the enemy general, eagerly waving his sword with a grimly satisfied look on his face. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">She narrowed her gaze further until all she could see was that face, the look of grim satisfaction now edged with smug arrogance, the fool. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">She didn’t even need to consciously let go of the bow string, her training was so ingrained, so well-practiced that her fingers released the same second as the word left her mouth. In the seconds before the dragon impacted her unit she tracked that arrow as it flew through the air, over the dragons scaled head and scored a crimson path across the enemy general’s left check. Then the dragon hit and it was only the inherent speed that all Asrai shared that saved her as a massive talon swiped the air where she had been second before. She landed and saw the dragon, its face and shoulders peppered with arrows tearing a read ruin through the front ranks of her archers, whose display of point accuracy had been their only real response to the dragon’s charge. She was about to issue orders to withdraw when something hard slammed into her left side and she was thrown to the ground. Dazed she regained her feet to see that what had hit her was the body of one of her archers thrown, it was revealed, by the Ogre captain who had take advantage of his initial victim’s distraction to charge the flank of her archers. At that moment she knew there was no retreat and she unsheathed her blade, she would die today but she would ensure she died well. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Taegen’s mind was a river of mud. The initial defeat at the hands of these humans, the shock and psychical damage felt at the destruction of the Wild Hunt followed by the days of weary pursuit had taken a sever toll on his mind and now, as the last of the mixed unit died to the sword and shot of the humans beside him, and the Glade Guard were charged by the enemy general and Ogre captain in front of him, he froze his mind simply unable to process all that was going on around him, unable to comprehend that he may well be witnessing the start of a second defeat for him, this time with far worse consequences. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">In the end it was Ohan, whose bond with Taegen was second only to that with his brother, that saved him. Perhaps sensing his friend’s state of mind, or perhaps incensed at the sight of the slaughter visited on the Glade Guard, Ohan leapt forward not bothering to take flight and landed with a earth shaking thud behind the Ogre captain. He then brought his mighty jaws down the brute engulfing him from chest upwards and threw his head back while shaking it from side to side. The Ogre’s muffled screams were cut short as bones snapped and flesh tore, at last Ohan opened his jaws and the ragged body of the Ogre sailed through the air to land in ragged, bloody heap on the ground behind the Glade Guard. Taegen, his moment of panic over simply reached down and touched his friend’s head and said. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Thank you my friend” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Haera ordered her unit onto the hill. She had seen the fate of the mixed unit, seen too Lord Taegen’s panicked inaction and Ohan’s charge. She had murmured a prayer to Kurnous when the dragon had thrown the broken remains of the Ogre to one side and said thanks to Isha when Taegen seemed to regain himself. But now she had a job to do as Ohan’s charge had exposed his flank to small unit of heavy infantry and the large unit of knights. So she took the hill as the human heavy infantry charged her Rangers, just this time they were ready. Instead of bracing for the charge as had the mixed unit she and her Rangers leapt forward, glaives flashing in the sunlight as the humans, who had not been expecting the Wood Elves to meet their charge with the same, faltered, which was all Haera needed as this allowed her Rangers to reach the handguner’s behind the front row of heavy infantry and thus deny them the volley that had so shattered their fellow elves’ defence. All around her was flashing steel, she parried a vertical swing from one great sword, deflecting the blow into the ground and caught the wielder a ringing blow across the helm with the top of her glaive, this caused the warrior to trip and fall where she severed his neck with a quick downwards blow. And then as soon as it had begun it was over, the humans pulling back in haste, leaving their wounded in their wake, and for the briefest second she thought that they retreated in fear of her and her Rangers, that they had so bloodied them as to break them. Then she felt the ground shake and the sound of many, many hoof beats reached her ears. She turned to see the Knights bearing down on her unit. All around her the Rangers turned to face this new threat, none needed her command to do so knowing that to do anything else other than brace was to die poorly. She closed her eyes as they drew closer and whispered a prayer to Kurnous, Isha and her ancestors, and finally in the second before the charge hit she cursed Yevin and his damned order that had seen her throw her Rangers into the path of these knights and the heavy infantry before them. Then she opened her eyes and faced death. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">The sound of horse and lance striking Asrai flesh sounded clearing across the hill yet only Oacenth had the time to notice it. He winced and felt fury build with in him as he heard the Rangers die beneath the hooves and blades of the knights. In front of him the Glade Guard struggled with enemy general and his mount, both man and beast reaping a terrible toll on the archers while between the archers and Rangers lord Taegen as beset by the heavy infantry, though they had little success they drew Taegen’s attention away from plight of his troops to more immediate danger. With a shout he cast a spell, feeling the power flow through his out flung arms and into the weapons of the Glade Guard as they simply tried to survive against their foe. He readied another spell but knew that unless help came fast this hill, and all who stood on it, would soon be lost.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">The sound of four units colliding sent a almost physical impact through Yevin as his Eternal Guard and Rangers meet the enemy light and pike infantry, this sound of impact was almost instantly replaced by screams and cries as the dying began, but instead of turning to help his troops and join them in battle something caused him to turn and look back at the hill where his brother fought, and what he saw froze the blood in his veins. The hill was assailed on all sides and was becoming slick with corpses, he could see the Glade Guard fighting the enemy general, his brother and the heavy infantry locked in battle and on the far end of the hill he could just make out the forms of Haera’s Rangers among a far larger number of enemy knights. He surged his mount towards the hill even though he knew that he would never make it time to save his brother, either the Glade Guard or Rangers would fall and Taegen would be attacked on all sides. A scream born of frustrated fury built in his throat, and died just as quickly as on the hill something caused the knights to reel back, and hope began to replace anger as he urged his mount forward at a dead sprint. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">She ducked the first lance that sought her, surprising the knight who became even more surprised when she lashed out with her glaive, taking both front legs of his mount off at the knees and pitching him face forward into the blood soaked dirt. His surprise ended abruptly when the horse, whose forward momentum hadn’t been slowed by the loss of its limbs, landed with a sickening crunch on top of the knight. Haera didn’t have time to nocte this last detail as she was already locked in combat with another knight who met her blade to blade, his lance having already claimed a Asrai life. She parried his blade but didn’t see his gauntleted fist as it drove into the side of her head, protected by little more than cloth, and she fell to the ground dazed. She would have died there had it not been for the body of a heavy infantry man, flung from their combat with Ohan and Taegen, sailing through the air and colliding with the knight throwing him from his saddle. She regained her feet, albeit somewhat unsteadily, unsheathed her dagger and plugged it into the fallen knight’s neck between armoured collar and helm. She picked up her glaive and looked for a new foe but couldn’t see any, confused she looked around to see her Rangers, ragged, bloody and few in number, rally around her as the knights drew back. Spiting blood she asked the nearest one. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“What happened” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“I don’t think they expected us to be so hard to kill, sir” He repaid with a manic, slightly unhinged grin on his blood splatted face. “Must have through we would just lie down and die, shows what they know” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">She nodded dumbly but in truth had barely heard his last words. She had expected to die, had made peace with that fact but instead of dying she was somehow alive. Not for long, she reminded herself as she saw the knights readying another charge, but she resolved that with these few precious minutes of life she had won back that she would make them pay dearly.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">The bond between the Wynwarin brothers had always been strong. Sure there had been the usual sibling rivalry but when one of them had been threatened by a outside threat, be it another Asrai, wild animal or some other type of threat then other would quickly arrive to assist his brother in driving it off. This hadn’t changed when Taegen and Ohan had bonded not had it changed when Yevin received his spectral mount, a gift from Orion himself. Their bond had only grown stronger when Taegen had been blessed with command of the Hunt’s Spectral aspect and so it had been that when that same aspect had been banished Yevin felt the pain as keenly as Taegen himself, although without same psychical effects. So it was when Yevin saw Warden Haera and her Rangers deny the Knights their sweeping charge and hold fast in the face of their attack all it took was a single surge of desperate emotion to cause Taegen to look from his own battle, witness Haera’s bravery, understand Yevin’s plan and agree to it. With a single leap Ohan sailed towards the knights, scattering the heavy infantry in his wake and collided with the flank of the knights at the same time as Yevin’s own mount, having built up speed in a charge a that started from the other end of the battle line, smashed into the rear of the unit. The brothers and their mounts expressed their personality through their fighting style, Taegan and Ohan were a furious blur, Ohan sweeping aside knights with fore claws and jaws while Taegen leapt from his mounts neck and was among the knights, striking and slashing with such speed that the men he killed had little time to register that they were dead before they even struck the ground. Yevin however remained atop his mount and used its height to meet the knights on their level, his spear puncturing breastplate and piercing mail while his mount used its bulk to simply flatten knight and horse both. Regardless of how they fought they made short work of the knights who were not expecting an attack from the flank let alone the rear. It took no more than a minute and by then the ground was covered in corpses of knight and horse. Taegen and Yevin both then turned and saluted Rangers and, Taegen remounting, turned back to the battle.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Haera sat down hard on the boggy ground and stared at the red ruin that had, until a minute ago, been a large unit of knights that had intended to kill her and her Rangers. A hand on her shoulder caused her to look up and see the ranger whom she had spoken to earlier, his face now plastered with a manic, wild grin. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">As he spoke he pointed to where the human heavy infantry, many picking themselves up after Ohan’s charge had knocked them off their feet, stood with their flank exposed to the Rangers. As she watched the mage Oacenth came into the scene directly before the humans and, before her numbed brain had time to process his arrival, threw a ball of blue fire into the ranks of the humans turning any attention they might have paid her and her rangers right onto him. She stood up, a grin speeding across her face, and addressed her troops. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">The battle had turned, that Oacenth was certain of, and he didn’t mean just the bravery of Haera and her rangers. While that had been unfolding another, and arguably more inspiring act of courage had taken place with the Glade Guard. He had been throwing spell after spell at the unit, giving them every ounce of assistance he could muster when the unit’s musician had been thrown to the ground by the dragon. The elf had been instrumental to the unit’s maintained courage and it had looked like they may have just fled there and then when he fell, their spirt crushed along with him when the unit captain strode between the dragon and elf, arrow already nocked and drawn. As the Dragon’s head reared back to unleash a burst of fire the captain had shot, the arrow catching the dragon in the back of the throat causing it to rear back in pain, thrashing about trying to dislodge the arrow. At the point Taegen and Oban and charged the beast from behind and soon they became a confused mess of thrashing limbs and teeth. At this point Oacenth had turned back to where Ohan had been to see the Rangers, no longer under threat from the knights but in danger of the heavy infantry regrouping for charge that would surely finish them. It was at this point that he had decided that he would do all he could to keep them alive an so stepped up to the humans throwing balls of fire at them while also screaming insults at them in passible Reikspeil. And so he was more than a bit surprised when the humans charge was interrupt by a handful of bloodied Rangers charging them in the flank, in mere seconds this handful of rangers had cut down the greatly reduced and batter heavy infantry. Grinning he walked over to Haera and, laughing, embraced her. After a moment she embraced him back. As they drew apart he spoke. <br /><br />“You do a poor job of being dead, Warden” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">All it took was for the opportunity to be there for a second and they took it in a instant. Ohan and Taegen, fresh from the slaughter of the knights had been taking a moment to survey the battlefield when the sounds of combat and a pained roar drew their attention around to the enemy general and his fight with the Glade Guard, the foe was distracted and his mount appeared to be in some sort of pain, but this was all the opening they needed and Ohan and charged forward into the rear of the enemy beast. Before the impact Taegen had leapt clear of his friends neck, knowing that his place in this duel was to be seeking a opening for his blade on the ground as the two dragons clashed. He was turning as he fell and landed facing the fight, Ohan raking the other dragon’s back with fore claws while savagely biting its left back leg. He saw his opening and leapt towards the melee, arm and blade full extended as the limp form of the enemy general flew past him thrown from his mounts back. Taegen’s blade found its mark just as Ohan brought his jaws about his foe’s neck with a forceful bite. Taegen’s blade lanced deep into the dragon’s body cavity but in truth it was a unnecessary wound as, with a mighty crack the reverberated around the hill, Ohan broke the beast’s neck and dropped the corpse to the ground. He then lifted his great scaled neck and let loose and roar that shock the hill, the trees and most of the battlefield. <br /><br />Across the battlefield things were not going so well. Moments before lord Yevin had left them the Eternal Guard and Wild Wood Ranger units under his command and executed a charge against the enemy pike and light infantry units arrayed against them. While the Eternal guard had meet with success the Rangers had not and were quickly cut down by well-placed pike thrusts. Now as the Eternal Guard, having suffered many causalities at the hands of the light infantry, were finishing off their foe their flank was unguarded and they would have faced slaughter, had it not been for her. <br /><br />As the enemy unit readied itself to charge she stepped in front of them and, with arms fling out to either side she summoned the power of the goddess whose aspect she bore. As they charged the humans found a that their feet had become entangled in a mass of thorns and vines that had suddenly grown around their feet. This did not stop one flushed and eager young human pike man who, falling face first as he did so, thrust his pike in a wild attack at the Green Lady. Though he didn’t see the effect of his attack its result was felt as the pike blade cut deep into her left arm at the shoulder and was then wrenched down with such force that it severed the limb entirely. Screaming with pain and bewilderment the Green Lady collapsed and would have quickly been slain by the Pikemen had it not been for the return of Lord Yevin. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Thought had no influence on what he did. Having just come away from the slaughter of the enemy knights, and having ordered Haera and her Rangers off the field, Yevin had turned to see his flank in disarray, his Eternal Guard in a desperate fight to finish off their foe and the Green Lady standing alone against a full strength unit of Pikemen. His mount, a spectral aspect of the Wild Hunt similar to those his brother had commanded, was linked to him in a way more ingrained than the bond between Ohan and Taegen, even Taegen and himself, could ever be. So it was when the first stirrings of his plan began in his mind, fuelled by desperation, that his mount charged forward, unleashing a eerie howl as it carried him straight into the enemy lines. He was among them then, slashing down with the long blade of his spear, kicking out with his booted feet while all the while his mount crushed skull and bone beneath its claws. One human, a young man, flushed and with triumphant grin on his face, lunged at Yevin with his short gutting sword having lost his pike. Yevin’s spear was currently buried on the chest of a human on his mounts other side so he simply kicked out at the man, landing a blow squarely in his wind pipe throwing the young man on is back. Yevin turned his mount around and heard the mans terrified scream moments before one huge, green and faintly glowing paw crushed his chest. And then they were pulling back, in full flight. He halted his mount there and watched them run as what remained of his Eternal Guard unit drew up around him. The unit captain approached him. <br /><br />“Sir, we thank you for your intervention. We just needed a few more moments to deal with the light infantry and you gave us them” <br /><br />Yevin nodded in reply and then, looking around the battle field asked. <br /><br />“How many of your unit remain alive?” <br /><br />“Under half sir” <br /><br />Yevin nodded once more, but in truth he was shocked. The Asrai could never maintain such loses if every battle went this way, something had to change. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">The four figures stood on the hill, the same hill where the fate of the battle had been decided, and awaited the coming of the enemy general. He was helped up the slope by two of his soldiers, chosen by him from among the prisoners the Asrai had taken during the course of the battle. They stopped before the four and Taegen, his helmet removed to reveal a pale, narrow and deeply tired face, spoke. <br /><br />“I commend you and your men for their skill, courage and resolve commander.” <br /><br />As he spoke he drew his sword and came forward right up to the enemy general. <br /><br />“But some messages can only be written in blood.” <br /><br />With this he drew back his arm and, with a single cut, decapitated the enemy commander who he had caused him and the Asrai so much trouble. He then addressed the two who had carried him up the hill. <br /><br />“You and your fellow prisoners are free to go, the Asrai have no use for slaves and the ground around here is well fed on blood as it is. But take his body” and at this is pointed with his blade to their general. “and ensure that it reaches your baron, king, emperor or whoever it is who rules you. And let him know that this is the fate of all those who dare threaten the Asrai” <br /><br />They blurted out thanks as they collected their commander’s body and retreated down the hill. Taegen returned to his fellow commanders. As he reached them Yevin spoke. <br /><br />“We said brother, but do think they will heed your warning?” <br /><br />“Unlikely” snorted Oacenth “They never heed any warning given them, or if they do they forget in a generation or two” <br /><br />“I feel I must agree” replied the Green Lady, her features pale and drawn from the pain of her wound. “While I respect their resolve and aptitude for warfare it is only matched by their stubbornness. Only repeated defeats of a extremely unbalanced nature would cause them to pause in their ever outward expansion” <br /><br />Taegen nodded in agreement at her words. At this point Yevin spoke up. <br /><br />“Brother this defeat will not dissuade them. The victories that the Lady speaks of cannot be won this way, our losses are significant. Haera’s Rangers are almost gone, the mixed unit is gone as are the other ranger unit, most of the Eternal Guard and all the Glade Guard” <br /><br />Taegen winced at that last one, killed by a enemy Phoenix as it flew overhead in retreat, incinerating the last of that brave unit in one breath. He looked his brother in the eye and said. <br /><br />“How would you propose we change this?” <br /><br />“It is simple, Yevin replied. “The Human way of war works because they breed faster than we do, it is simple fact and this is why they their method of war, with huge losses on their side, works. Because there is always another two humans to take the place of everyone that falls.” <br /><br />He paused and saw that he had their attention, and on their faces he saw that he was merely giving voice to thoughts they had all had since the battles end, but he also saw hope that maybe someone would be able to solve this problem. He carried on. <br /><br />“We can’t win fighting like humans, we don’t have the numbers and we would lose too many. No if we are to drive them from our lands and ensure they suffer losses so bad as to make them take notice of the danger we pose and thus come nowhere near our lands we must abandon the Human way of war”. <br /><br />They were nodding know, their thoughts traveling the path his already had taken while being content for him to give voice to them. He looked them all in the eye before settling on his brother’s. <br /><br />“If we’re are to win this war then we must fight like Asrai, not humans. It’s time for us to remember the Asrai way of War”. </span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">All the terrain shown so far has been produced by files made by 3D Printable Terrain. All you need is the files themselves, a 3D Printer, 3D Printing Material and you are golden.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Also all the above photos were taken using my Smart Phone's camera and were not edited before being posted. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">I feel the need to mention that while the upfront cost of a 3d Printer and material may seem like alot the value you will get from being able to print out a wide variety of scenery whenever you wish will out way the expensive starting cost. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">If the scenery shown above has interested anyone feel free to visit the <a href="https://www.kickstarter.com/projects/printablescenery/apocalypse-ruins-modular-gaming-ruins-for-rpg-and">Kickstarter via this link.</a> Finally the Kickstater is offering the files that allow you to print out the scenery, <b><u>not the scenery itself.</u></b> Until next time.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Rex </span> Runicmadhamsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16998940858801320118noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350909421320911401.post-32221509826812761082016-05-22T18:09:00.000+12:002016-05-22T18:17:00.189+12:00The Path to Call to Arms: Autumn Elves <span style="font-size: small;">What with Call to Arms 2016 coming up in August i deiced to prepare new army for the event, or in this case a new take on a old army. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">One of my few grips with KoW is that there is a lack of variety in the army lists, and that while the Elf list is good it doesn't feel like a WHFB Wood Elf list, despite some units that definitely fit the army. So i decide to take the few units from the Elf list hat could be labeled as Wood Elf units and i made a list from them, the army list that i created is what i would expect from a n army of lightly armoured Elves who fight in primarily Forest or Wooded terrain. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">1 Horde of Kindred Archers w/ Heart Seeking Chant</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">3 Glade Stalker Regiments</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">2 Hunters of the Wilds Troops</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">1 Green Lady's Wild Guard w/ Brew of Strength </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">1 Treeherder</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">1 Masterhunter w/ Sabre Toothed Pussy Cat</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">1 Elf Mage w/ Inspiring Talisman, Fireball (10) and Bane Chant (2)</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">1 Green Lady</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">This lost wont change much from now to CTA , which is a departure from my normal practice of changing my list after every game. At most the Horde of Archers may get swapped with a Horde of Forest Shamblers but that will be it. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">As a break from my normal Winter theme i decided to paint the army in Autumn colours as i have always rated the Autumn themed Wood Elf armies as some of the best painted i have seen. While finding a colour scheme for the basic Glade Guard has been difficult i have found more luck with the characters, mainly the Mage and Green Lady. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">On top of that i have prepared the bases for 2 Gladestalker Regiments and the 2 Troops of the Wild Hunt. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Next weekend i hope to finalize a Glade Guard colour scheme as well as my first Wood Elf bow. Until next time.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Rex</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">The wind moaned through the
tops of the trees and brought with it a breeze that slide through the trunks
and swirled the snow on the ground. A figure stood next to a large shape at the
top of a slope that looked down on a mountain glade. Off in the distance past
the naturally formed glade was an another clearing in the forest, this one man
made and home to a large human army. The camp was as obvious an infected wound
on pale skin and the glow from campfires painted the nearby trees in an orange
light. The lone figure let out a slight sigh as he observed the camp and
wondered about the humans huddled around those fires. Why were they so eager to
reject their natural roots and try to banish the cold? Was not it natural for
the high places of this world to be cold, and was that not doubly true in times
of winter? True there were few even among his own people who go bare skin in
these conditions but even the most fragile among them would not seek to burn
wood and branch just to fend off nature, and if there were those among them who
could not survive them they died for this was way things worked in nature, the
endless cycle of life, death and rebirth. But no, humans rejected all this and
did all they could to survive and this thought caused the figure to turn his antlered
head and spit onto the ground. At this movement the large shape raised its
wedge shaped head looked the figure.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">“It is nothing old friend” said
the figure in a slightly deep, musical voice. “I was merely thinking on the
nature of humans and those thoughts left a sour taste in my mouth”.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">At this the head seemed to dip
slightly in a gesture of agreement and the antlered figure gave a light laugh
and said. “Come, we must discuss with the others how tomorrows battle will be
fought”. With that the figure grasped hold of a jutting protrusion just behind
the shape’s head and vaulted onto its neck, the shape then stretched out in
full to reveal its full draconic form. With a roar the dragon leapt from the
ledge glided down through the glade and over the human camp. As the sound of
panicked voices rose to meet it the dragon beat its wings once, twice and was
soon far past the camp and turned back the way it had come, flying in the
direction of its own lines. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">Spellweaver Uldreiyn Carzana
stood on a small hill near the Wood Elf camp and looked at the figure standing
across from him. The Green Lady, for that was the only name she had ever given him,
stood with her back to him with arms clasped at the small of her back and her
gaze looking out over the camp towards the mountain glade where the battle
would be fought on the morrow. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>She was average
height for a elf, and average in a lot of other ways as well except for the
small antlers that emerged from her raven black hair on the sides of her head.
If it weren’t for those then she could have been mistaken for any elf, but
those antlers not only marked her out from the crowd they also her symbol of
what she was. For the Green Lady was the envoy of nature itself, she was
personified nature of the Wood Elves, their twin halves given flesh with one
being elven and the other being of the wild.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>He was startled out of his reive when she said.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">“He is coming”</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">At once a large dark shaped
passed over the hill to be followed a moment later by a slight tremor through
the hill and then footsteps. Striding onto the hill and into their sight came
the figure of Taegen Wynwarin, his long black hair falling in a disorganized
mess down his bare back. He came to stand before the two of them and withdrew
the antlered great helm from his head, holding it under his left arm as he
addressed them.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">“They are there, resting. I
could see their camp from well across the glade and make out their sentries
just back inside their treeline”</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">“Humans” sorted Uldreiyn in
disgust “Clumsy, brutish and obvious. Tomorrow we will defeat them”</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">“Arrogance is the general’s
bane Spellweaver” Said the Green Lady “Though they may be lesser to us in many
ways they still pose a threat. If not, then how else did they come to occupy so
much of the land and press on our boarders?”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">“Breeding my lady” he replied
“And those damm dwarves teaching them the secrets of forging”</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">She tilted her head slightly at
this, gave a faint smile and replied “Perhaps”. Then turning back to Taegen she
asked.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">“Did you see Waystones?”</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">“I did” He replied “And for all
their failings no doubt the humans have seen them as well. There will be a
battle, neither side will allow the other to make off with those fragments
without one”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">He unsheathed his knife and
squatted down. “We will favour the left flank and the central hill” He drew a quick
sketch of hill and its surroundings in the snow. “Uldreiyn you will be in
command of the forces near the hill, My Lady you will command our Eternal Guard
units”. At their nods he went on.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">“I will command the Hunt from
the top of the hill. I will only commit myself, Ohan and the Hunt when battle
is joined and the Human’s attention is focused on our units. The Hunt’s
appearance will shatter their resolve and terrify any human units who see them
in fight. After that we will have them”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">He stood and brushed away his
sketch with his boot. “I agree with you both”. At their quizzical looks he
carried on “The humans are inferior to the Asrai in many ways but we must not
underestimate them. We will win this battle but I would prefer that as many of
our kin live through it as possible” At their nods he donned his
helmet, the metal a perfect fit to his head and face.“Rest well, we march at first
light”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">At this he strode back to the
waiting form of the dragon and vaulted up behind its head. Once he was seated
the dragon took to the air and soon both dragon and rider were lost to the
night<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif;">. </span>As he turned to go the Green
Lady spoke.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">“Their Resolve Spellweaver, of
all the things you may doubt them on never question their resolve<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif;">". </span>As he walked down the hill he
replied.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">“How can they have resolve when they are dead, my Lady”</span></span><br />
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<a name='more'></a><span style="font-size: small;">Taegen surveyed the mountain glade, bathed now in cold light morning. He could see the humans gathering now across from his own lines, rank upon rank of Pikemen supported by a mass of lightly armoured fanatics and an imposing block of Knights, lances held at the </span><span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">ready and waiting. Behind all this there were the multi-hued Phoenixes and the
hulking forms of the Ogre captains who accompanied the humans, the former
standing at ease besides the human regiments and the later gliding above the
battlefield. And finally above it all flew the hosts’ leader bedecked in the
red layered armour of his people and astride</span> a great eagle. The sight if this
tried anger in Taegen’s heart for the bond between the Asrai and the great
eagles strong and he felt anger that such a lesser creature would dare ride
one. Beneath him Ohan stirred, reacting to either the sight of human general r
his master’s anger Taegen could not tell. He reached a hand down and placed it
on the dragon’s head.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">“Peace friend” He said in a
soothing tone. “That it’s a wrong we will right shortly”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">Uldreiyn motioned the last of
the nearby Elves into position and glanced around to make sure thing were all
in order. All around him troops settled into position, archers check their
quivers and strung their bows while, In front of the hill he was positioned on,
a unit of Glade Rider Calvary moved down the slope ready to launch into the
valley at his command. To his left the two units of, Eternal Guard stood at the
ready with the graceful form of the Green Lady hovering between the units. To
his right on the highest point of the hill Taegen sat astride Ohan, the beast’s
dark green scales glinting in the morning light. Down to Taegen’s right were
the ghostly forms of Stags and Wolves, seemingly made of nothing more the green
mist, these were spirits of the Wild Hunt, bound to Taegen’s will as a sign of Kurnous’s
blessing. Of all the units that comprised this host it was these ethereal forms
that most unnerved Uldreiyn, as a mage he could see more than even the average
Elf’s eye and what he saw swirling around and inside these animals chilled him
to the bone. all the hate and rage of the world of at the desecration and destruction
of nature given form. There was not a thing is this world that would ever
convince him to stand in the way of such a force and a grim smile stole across
his features, they were just what the humans deserved. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">Taegen closed his eyes behind his helmet and felt the battle lust building with
him. Eyes still closed he began to beat his sword against his shield in a
steady rhythm. Ohan began to beat his tail against the ground in time with him
and soon his entire host took it up. Over the sounds of this rhythm Teagen gave
voice to his people’s war chant in a tone that cut clear over the valley, his
kin taking it up with him.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">"We are the Bow, we are
the Arrow, we are heralds of Isha's sorrow"<br />
"We are the Spear, we are the Blade, we are the guardians of Lileath's
glade"<br />
"We are Vengeance, we are the Fury, we are Kurnous's wrath to which all
must yield"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">As if provoked by this the
humans lurched forward into the valley, heading for the three Waystone
fragments. Upon seeing this the chant and accompanying beat ended suddenly and Uldreiyn
signalled his units forward. He observed from the hill as Glade Rider units
advanced to meet the humans, the Green Lady gesturing her Eternal Guard units
forward alongside the Calvary. Even as their mounts surged forward the riders
atop them unleashed a perfectly co-ordinated volley at the nearest human unit
and a heartbeat later many in the front ranks fell with arrows protruding from
throat, eye or any other exposed, vital location. Smiling Uldreiyn drew
upon the winds of magic and, in a low deep voice, chanted the words to a spell.
While he was doing this the nearby archer unit nocked arrows, then the instant
he finished the spell the released a volley of magical enhanced arrows at the
human lines, the arrow tips aflame with magical fire. This volley too found
targets among the humans and the cries of the wounded and the dying once more
filled the valley air. Such was the fate of all those who oppose the Asrai, he
thought as the archers readied another volley. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">Taegen watched as the human
knights provided cover for the Ogre Captain who had taken one of the three Waystone
Fragments. This development did not concern him, their capture of the fragment
was only temporary and besides the confidence boost gained by the capture of
the fragment could lead them into making mistakes. So let the humans think they
have the upper hand, he mused to himself as a volley of arrows struck the human
lines, in truth their victory would avail them nothing. He felt the spectres
of the hunt stir, eager as they were for the blood of despoilers, and closed
his eyes. When he opened them he saw through their eyes, not one in particular
but through all their eyes just as he heard through their ears and felt through
their skin, such a bond with the forces of the Hunt was a great gift and one
that was a joy to experience as well as being a powerful boon in battle. He saw
as a human unit charge past the curved edge of the hill into an Eternal Guard,
to focused on the elves to see the ethereal figures partially hidden behind the
hills curve. He smiled grimly and unleashed the them and with a feral, bestial
roar the Hunt surged forwards. The Humans didn't even have time to scream as
the hooves, antlers and fangs ripped into their backs. Armed as they were with
long pikes and arrayed into ranks they were unable to even turn to face this
new foe and so many died without even seeing their end, these were the lucky
ones as any who were able to turn would have been greeted by scenes of
bloody slaughter right before an ethereal hoof smashed them into the bloody
earth. Within<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>mere seconds it was over,
the humans reduced to nothing<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>more than
bloody pulp. Leaving them with orders to assist the Eternal Guard Taegen
withdrew, unsheathed his blade and said to Ohan.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">"Its time old friend".
Mere seconds later Ohan unfurled his wings and swept down onto the battle below</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">She felt the visceral impact of
the Wild Hunt slamming into the human lines, she could feel the snap and crack
of bones, the sensation of blood on fur but above she could feel their
satisfaction. With effort she pushed it all the corner of her mind and
concentrated on the battle before her, her connection the hunt was much
stronger than Taegen and so she simply couldn’t shut it off. She had been given
command of the Host's Eternal Guard units and so could not afford to be
distracted, seeing as it was these units that bore the brunt of the human’s
charge. However, despite their charge and initial success in forcing the
Elves back a few steps she could see the human's begin to waver, one unit was
nothing more than mangled corpses thanks to the Wild Hunt while another was
slowly but steadily being worn down by the other Eternal Guard unit and the
remaining human elements were either bogged down in the small clumps of trees
that dotted the valley or too far away to be of real help. As she bent
down to heal an elf who hand been struck across the face by a spear tip a
shadow passed overhead and she turned to see one of the Phoenixes, a Waystone
Fragment clutched in its talons, land behind her. She positioned herself
between the wounded elf and the creature and was preparing her defences when a
ball of ice blue fire struck the Phoenix in its side and both she and the bird
turned to see Uldreiyn standing base of the hill’s slope <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>with more magic already dancing around his
fingers. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>The Phoenix gave a shrill cry
and sent a bolt of flame from its beak towards the elf mage, who blocked it
with a barrier of the same blue fire. As members of the Eternal <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Guard formed a protective wall around she got
back to the task of hearing the elf, confident that at the least the Phoenix
would be too busy to pay her much attention.</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">Uldreiyn barely flinched when
the bolt of flame struck his shield and he quickly dismissed it to make way for
his counter attack. All around him the battle raged on but he didn’t notice it,
all he saw was the Phoenix. His contempt for humans was well known but he did
respect the multi-hued creatures and knew that, if the humans were going to win
then it would be due to these creatures.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>He summoned power in his left hand and with his right he took a portion
of it then threw that arm out, hand extended. The power flew form his out
stretched hand in constant stream that struck the Phoenix casing it fall back
across the snowy ground. Just as he was feeling the strain of maintaining the
spell for too long he cut the flow of power and the streamed abruptly vanished.
Across from him the Phoenix’s left wing was badly damaged and although the
wound was not fatal it was clearly in pain. In spite of that it was readying
its next attack and so Uldreiyn began to shape his power into a barrier to
protect him, this wouldn’t go on for much long, this last attack then he would
finish the creature and retrieve the fragment.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">T</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">aegen wheeled Ohan around to
face the rear of the enemy unit he had landed behind. Without any need for a
command Ohan surged forward into the rear of the humans, who had been too
preoccupied with the Eternal Guard in front of them to notice the threat from
behind. Dragon and elf each took a dreadful toll on the unit as the former bit
and tore through the flesh and armour of the foe while the later delivered fast
deadly strikes with his blade. Within minutes the enemy laid scattered before
him and the Eternal Guard unit wheeled to face where Uldreiyn and the Phoenix,
now joined by a second just as the first grew ready to attack the mage, duelled.
He was about to send Ohan forward into the Phoenixes when he felt a jolt of
utter surprise from the Wild Hunt, so strong was this jolt that it forced open
his connection with the spectres and he saw through their eyes as a lone unit
of Human Pikemen, a unit that was battered bloody, a unit that had lost at
least half of its staring numbers, hold before the assault of the Hunt. But
these humans were not yet done and with a growing sense of astonishment tinged
with fear Taegen watched as with a ragged roar the humans charged back into battle
with the Hunt, saw as they fell amongst them with short stabbing swords, saw as
their comrades who still held pikes jabbed the tall forms of the ethereal stags
and wolves now seeming more real and vulnerable than ever before, and with a
building scream he saw the Hunt fall beneath human blades and felt the fear of
hunter turned hunted as the last of them were cut down by blood splatted
humans. As the last of the spectres was cut down by multiple pike thrust and
slashes Taegen convulsed violently, feeling the pain, fear and finally
death of these once proud aspects of nature wrath. As the humans cheered from
across the glade he released the scream, it was a ragged, feral animal thing
that echoed across the battlefield, a sound for which the human’s cheering only
seemed to mock it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">Uldreiyn was mere seconds from raising
his barrier when he staggered forward as if struck from behind. Although it had
was Taegen who had been linked to the Hunt that didn't stop Uldreiyn, a
powerful spellweaver among the Asrai and one connected to the Hunt through that
power, from feeling the death of the hunt. Although his reaction to it was
nowhere near Taegen’s he still distracted him for the seconds he should have
spent raising his barrier. Instead there was nothing to stop the twin bolts for
flame that slammed into him and he was slammed, burning and broken into the
slope of the hill. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>He lay there, skin
blistering, hair melting, his body broken and spent as the Phoenixes readied to
finish him off. And yet he didn’t see any of this, he didn’t see the sheets of
fire descending to reduce him to ashes, instead all he could see was those dam
humans, standing defiant and unbowed before the hunt refusing to submit and to
surrender their lives. And the last though that passed through his mind before
their died was.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">“How could they, they were only
humans……”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">She woke to find herself
staring through a red film into the sky above and a lacing pain traveling from
the base of her skull to the tail end of her spine. Figures loomed over with
alternating expressions of alarm and concern clouding their faces. She wiped at
her eyes with her hand and it came away red and stick with blood, slowly she
sat up.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">“W-w-what happened?” She asked
in a shaky voice. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">“You do not know my Lady<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif;">?</span>”
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif;">asked </span>one of the figures now revealed to be a member of the Eternal Guard
unit she had been commanding. “You simply screamed, fell over and started
bleeding from your eyes, nose, mouth and ears”. As he was talking another elf
handed her his water flask and she took it gratefully and drank from it, she
spat to test the other elf’s claim and saw her spit was tinged red. She climbed
to her feet with help from other members of the unit.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">“Where is your Lord, where is
Taegen?”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">The elf who had first spoken
turned and pointed in the direction of the huge shape of Ohan. “Atop his mounts
back my lady but I doubt you will find him in better condition, the noise he
made when the Hunt’s aspects were destroyed, well no sane mortal should ever
make such a sound”.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">It all came back to her then.
The battle, the Humans who simply refused to fall before the Hunt’s fury and
the destruction of the spectres. With Taegen assumed to be worse off than she
was command of the army fell to her and she quickly began issuing orders.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">“Bring the unit around to face
the place where the Hunt was banished, order them to brace for a charge. Signal
the archers to continue to fire and see if we can advance to draw level with
Ohan, we must trust that he can guard Taegen<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;">
</span>until we arrive .”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">As the Guard jumped to her
orders she saw for the lay of the battlefield. A large horde of knights
occupied the small wood were the Hunt and fallen, their destroyers had taken
the Fragment in the woods and were even now departing the battle their retreat
covered by the Knights. Of the Elves their still remained the archers on the
central hill, her Eternal Guard unit and Ohan. She was startled as the forms of
two Phoenixes soared over head, one had another of the Fragment’s clutched in
its talons. As her gaze followed them her eyes were drawn to another winged
former as the Human general, perhaps seeing Taegen vulnerable, charged his
mount into battle with Ohan, who roared defiantly and rose to meet the challenge.
As the battle began she prayed to the twin gods who she was aspected to, Kurnous
and Isha, that the Dragon would be able to keep Taegen safe until her units
arrived. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">Ohan was, in truth, not an old
dragon. He had only lived about two hundred years which put him at about the
same age as his now unconscious friend, Taegen. Though he was careful to hide
it from the elf, whose pride would never allow such a thing, he very protective
towards him, as if it was the dragons responsibility to be the elf’s friend and
keep him safe. And what was the reason for this sense guardianship? Why he was
a dragon, strong, robust and mighty where as Taegen was an elf whom, for all
their positive traits was still small, fragile and easily broken. So it had
been when his friend had fallen unconscious after issuing that horrifying
scream Ohan had lowed his neck and allowed the elf’s prone form to simply side
from his neck onto the ground so that the height of that fall would not damage
him. This also meant that when, not long after all this, the human general and
his great eagle mount had charged towards him aiming to slay his friend that
Ohan was able to rise and meet them both without fear of Taegen being crushed in
the ensuing melee. Ohan had met that charge with his own, smashing his scaled
shoulder into the eagles own and causing the beast to land in a unsteady heap.
As he descended the human general climbed out on front of his mount, and
drawing his sword, charged towards where Ohan would land. Ohan met this display
of insane courage head on, landing and charging the human who ducked under the
swipe of his fore claws to lance his blade deep into the flesh just below the
dragon’s breastbone.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Rearing up in pain
Ohan tried to crush to the human but the he was too quick, having already retreated
back to his mount, now recovered from Ohan’s charge, and vaulted onto the
eagles back. At that moment a flight of arrows from the elf archers on the
central hill showered down on the human and his mount, who both took to the sky
from where the human withdrew a horn and blew it once, twice, three times. Movement
caused Ohan to look away and he saw the rest of the human army disengage and
leave the field of battle, the elf host too spent to pursue. At the moment a
pained sounds escaped from Taegen’s helmet and Ohan moved over towards him,
reaching his head down towards he was able to hear the question, asked in a
pained whisper.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">“What is happening. Is the
battle over?”</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">Responding mentally over the
bond they shared the dragon replied.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">“My friend, we have lost”</span><br />
<br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"> The Green lady, supported by
one of her Eternal guard limped over to Taegen’s side, who was already been given
water by another of the Guard. His helmet was off and narrow face looked drawn
and pained, his stark blue eyes contrasting even more so against his usually
pale skin, he saw her approach as said in a tried voice.</span><span style="font-size: small;">
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif;">“They have won, they secured
all three fragments and left”</span></span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">She replied in an equally tired
tone.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">“They weren’t much better off
than we were in the end, fighting us after claiming what they came here for
would have made no sense”</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">He nodded at this, seemingly
satisfied with her answer the said.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">“They banished the Hunt, it
lost us the battle. There should have been no way for them, mere humans, to
withstand the fury of the wild but they did and not only that they then went
onto the wipe them out”. At this he gave her an exasperated look, followed by
the question </span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">“How?”</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">She was silent for a long time
before responding.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">“Both you and Uldreiyn
disregarded<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>them long before this battle
began, you saw them as no threat and thought that would fall before us as dead
leaves to a strong wind. You saw all that they held in their heats, hands,
minds and sprits as weak, inferior to what we ourselves possessed”</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">She turned then to gaze at the
place where the stand had taken place, that small copse of words where a battle
had been decided.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">“Uldreiyn Is dead and so you
must learn this lesson not just for you and your host but for all of our kind
so that we don’t go on underestimating them. We can laugh at their weapons,
their armour and their tactics. We can scoff and mock their culture, cites and
ways living but the one thing we must never mock, disregard or doubt is their
resolve”. She turned back to him and locked eyes with his own.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">“It was resolve that straightened
their backs, quelled their fear and set their minds. It was resolve that fuelled
their charge, their desperate blocks and wild swings. The instant they had
found their resolved to defy the hunt, to live past this battle and to see
their loved ones again we lost this battle”. As she had been speaking her voice
had risen and drawn in the survivors of Taegen ’s host until all had come,
gathered in circle around her and Taegen.Taking a deep breath, she carried on.</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: small;">“Never again, Lord Taegen blood
bother to Ohan, blessed of Kurnous, vanquisher of the undead and ward of
western mountain glades shall we doubt the resolve of humans.”</span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: small;">The Story continues <a href="http://thediceodyssey.blogspot.co.nz/2016/05/paid-in-full-kow-narrative-battle-report.html">here</a></span><br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: small;">And there we have it, another Narrative battle report finished, I hope you enjoyed the report. This report will also feature in a upcoming issue pf the Golden D6, i online hobby magazine that i regularly contribute to. If you are interested in The Golden D6 you can follow <a href="https://gumroad.com/a/1053045875">this link</a> or follow the one on the side bar located below the Google Plus Badge.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">In terms of upcoming reports i have 2 in the works, one a experimental report that aims to tell the tale of a battle in the Warhammer 40k setting from the perspective of the Necrons and the other will be a standard WHFB Narrative battle report. Until next time,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Rex</span><br />
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<![endif]-->Runicmadhamsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16998940858801320118noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350909421320911401.post-65846113480134701912016-04-01T21:49:00.000+13:002016-04-02T08:28:14.327+13:00 Why Narrative Battle Reports Matter and the Golden D6<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">For a while now the only type of battle reports i have been willing to write have been Narrative Battle Reports as i found i liked the story telling potential of battle reports far more than reporting on what happened in the game from a rules point of view. Also it gives me a excuses to create stories in settings that i have come to cherish.</span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: x-small;">Although GW may think they are done with i still have many tales to tell of battles and wars in the WHFB World</span></i></td></tr>
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<code><span style="font-size: 10.0pt;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Another reason why i do Narrative battle reports over standard battle reports is that there is a trend online to brush aside the lore and settings of war games in favour of pure rules analysis, when was time you saw lore mentioned in a codex/army review? This issues is addressed in a far more elegant and detailed post on the blog "The Good, the Bad and the Insulting and i recommend anyone reading this post to go and <a href="http://thegoodthebadtheinsulting.blogspot.co.nz/2016/03/warhammer-reviews-writers-worst-enemy.html">give it read</a>. By writing narrative battle reports i hope to rekindle interesting in the lore and settings of the wargames we play, because lets face it its the settings and lore that makes the factions and armies we like and don't like.</span></span></span></code></div>
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Runicmadhamsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16998940858801320118noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350909421320911401.post-84552565055945176362016-02-26T20:25:00.002+13:002016-02-26T20:25:55.542+13:00The Mantica Story: The God War<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Gather round friends gather round and listen to the tale of our fair realm. Last where i left off the powerful elven mage <span>Calisor had been instructed by the </span></span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span><span>Celestians Oskan </span></span><span>to build a enchanted mirror to aid the elf in winning the heart of his love </span><span>Elinathora of the </span><span>Primovantor. However in aiding the mage </span><span><span>Oskan warned Calisor not to allow Elinathora to view past when the golden bird sings. Now my friends see what comes of ignoring such a cryptic warning.</span></span></span></span><br />
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<a name='more'></a><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span>But i am getting ahead of myself, for just as there is a period of calm before a great storm so to was there a period of time where </span></span><span><span><span>Calisor re</span></span></span><span><span>turned to his old self, so enlivened was he at having a chance to win his beloved's heart that he set about building the mirror with great vigor. It was said that the Elves were so pleased to have the mage return to his old self that they ignored his constant questing and singled minded obsession with the construction of the mirror. When a great mage truly puts their mind to a task it takes little time for it to be completed and thus it was so with </span></span><span><span>Calisor who in short order had assembled the components for the mirror and could begin its construction. On the day the mirror was finally forged</span></span> the sky was split with blinding lighting, the ground shook with thunder terrible awe instilling thunder and such ferocious waves battered the coasts it was as if the seas were trying to prevent the mirrors creation, as if they knew what was to come.<br /> </span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Upon the mirror's creation Calisor took it straight to Elinathora. Given that she had spurned his every advance until this point one can only imagine what she must have thought when the elf asked her to look into the mirror and unfortunately no accounts exist of what Calisor precisely said to her to get her to look into the it, for such a argument would be worthy of the gods themselves! Regardless of what was said Elinathora did eventually look <span>into the mirror and what she saw there was what all potential lovers wished to see: a future full of life and adventure beside one who would totally give himself to her. She saw that her mere proximity to him would lengthen her life and that when she did grow old it would be unlike normal human old age but instead a golden glorious twilight, a perfect capstone to a life lived to the fullest besides the one she loved. </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span>It is a cruel fact that the very vision of this perfect existence prevented it from coming to pass for as she saw all this her heart began to thaw towards him and she gave him a smile, a smile that turned her gaze away from the mirror, a smile that prevented her from seeing the golden bird sing and distracted </span><span><span><span></span></span><span>Calisor from seeing it as well. Too late did he see it and was unable to stop her from turning back to mirror to see her her own death, her corpse rotting in a marble tomb and with her passing so to did something die in </span></span><span><span><span><span></span></span><span>Calisor</span></span>. She saw him grow old and bitter, she saw one of their children grow resentful and how that resentment lead to that child founding an army to fight their father. She saw </span><span><span></span></span><span>Calisor die in shame at what he had wrought and in horror at all that it had shown her she smashed the mirror. </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span>Recall my friends how i mentioned previously that the mirror had been forged with The Star of Heaven, the source of the </span></span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span><span>Celestian</span></span></span>'s very power. Well when the mirror was shattered so to was it, and so to were they. </span>Those that did not die instantly were split asunder down moral lines, in short each surviving </span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span><span>Celestians became </span></span></span>two: a "Good" and "Evil" version of themselves. Where once there was a "Good" Pantheon of gods there were now two, one good and the other evil and both instantly in conflict with the other. The time that followed is referred too as The God War. This one term covers the countless skirmishes, battles and wars that followed the breaking of, what came to be known as, the Fenulian Mirror. Oh my friends that was a terrible time that lasted for centuries. Legions of Elves, Men and Dwarves fought on both sides of the conflict for the gifts they had enjoyed from the </span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span><span>Celestians </span></span></span></span></span>caused them to be affected in the same manner as the </span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span></span></span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span><span>Celestians </span></span></span></span></span>were. Brother fought brother, friend fought friend while the ranks of the Wicked Ones, the name given to those wicked and evil aspects spawned by the mirror's shattering, were swelled by foul evil creatures who had resented the Golden Age and the Noble Peoples.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span>And that alas my friends is where this part of the tale must end, but fear not for there is more to come for now we must bride the gap between the war ravaged world of the God War and our own more settled time, but that is a tale for another night. </span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span></span></span></span></span></span></span>Runicmadhamsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16998940858801320118noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350909421320911401.post-38199612406648292362016-02-14T22:26:00.000+13:002016-02-14T22:26:08.140+13:00The Greenest of Ladies: Kings of War Tactica <span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">One of my favorite units in the Elf Army is the Green Lady, and so i am surprised that i don't see her appear in more Elf lists. The amount of support she can give your army is well worth the modest cost of 200 points. Admittedly of the bat she looks like a unit to pass on but upon closer examination she becomes a auto include, for me at the least.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Heal is a powerful spell in Kings of War. For those who don't know Heal is a spell that, for each successful "hit" on a friendly unit reduces the amount of damage that unit has suffered by 1, and Elves get a additional bonus because the Elite rule effects this roll so you can re-roll Heal rolls of 1. The Green Lady makes this even better by having a Heal Value of 8, one of the highest in the game. On top this she can fly meaning your Heal spell has a effective range of 22 inches which should cover all but your most far flung units. </span></span><br />
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<a name='more'></a><span style="font-size: small;">The Green Lady is also inspiring, Defense 6, has a decent nerve value of 14/16 and has a Regeneration value of 5+. In short she is a support character through and through but a unusually hard to kill support character with fly all for 200 points. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I have been using her for 4 months now and have never once considered dropping her and constantly rate her as a top preforming unit in my army. There are 2 main ways i use her, first and foremost she is a healer and a leader. Often i position her near my main combat units and use her Heal to greatly reduce the damage my units take in a fight, if one of my Tallspear Hordes is facing another Horde this is often all i need to win the long term fight between those 2 units. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">I often have flying hammers in my army, units that can do terrible damage and also fly. In cases where i feel like these units absolutely need to survive i will send her with them and as these units often have decent defense ratings combined with high nerve she basically nullify them enemies attempts to kill them.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">The other way i use here is as a charge absorber. Usually models that are rushed into block the flank charge of another unit are done so with the idea that they will die, the hope being that the charging unit will roll a poor overrun roll and not make it into the flank/rear of the intended target. This is not the case with the Green Lady, take the example below where a Tree Herder (7 Attacks, CS 3, Melee 3) is looking to get a flank charge on the Tallspears.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Lets assume, for this scenario, that the player controlling the Tree Herder is literally a dice god and hits and wounds the Green Lady 7 times (needing 3s to hit and 3s to wound), they would then need to roll 9 twice on 2d6 (Thanks to the Green Lady's Inspiring) and then roll a decent overrun roll to get into the Tallspears, in this example it wouldn't have to be that good but she does have fly so you could just jump her to within 1 inch in front of the Tree Herder's base if you wanted to be safe. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">The best thing about this last one is that the archers can still fire at the unengaged Forest Shambler unit because she is a individual. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">The best ways to use her will often only be found out during the game when you are desperately looking for a way to stop That charge, and its those moments that you will come to appreciate this unit the most. And until then you have a 200 point, Heal 8, Elite, Flying, Inspiring Individual to use as you will. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">If you are a Elf, or Forces of Nature, Player then set aside 200 points from every list you make for this unit. I don't believe in saying that every person who plays X Army should automatically include X unit in their list but for the Green Lady i will make an exception, she works at every points level and you will never regret taking her. Until next time.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">Rex</span></span>Runicmadhamsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16998940858801320118noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350909421320911401.post-58970052579988731412016-02-13T15:09:00.000+13:002016-02-14T22:36:24.501+13:00The Mantica Story: The Beginning <span style="font-size: small;">Mantica is the name given to the planet where Kings of War is set. All the factions, magic items, special characters and units belong to that world. As a WHFB player when i first made the move over to KOW i didn't pay much heed to the setting as i was still trying to cling to the Warhammer World pre End Times. Now, many months on, i have decided to take a good look at the lore of my new favorite Wargame.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">A final note before i go on, from this point onward i will be writing as bard or scholar in Mantica as i feel that the story is best told in that style. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">The story of Mantica starts with three golden age civilizations, Elves, Dwarves and Men, at the height of their power. These three races,known to us as "The Noble Peoples" worshiped a race called the Celestians, or Children of the Stars. The Noble Peoples saw these Celestians as gods and it is easy to see why as the Celestians bestowed gifts to each of the The Noble Peoples, gifts that fit the talents of each race. This golden age saw each of the three races excel at what they did best, Dwarves built huge underground cities, Elves crafted great works of art and Humans explored, even unto other planes of existence. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">While they were worshiped as gods during their time none truly know if the Celestians were gods or just a race more powerful and wise than the Noble Peoples themselves. Alas the answer to this question now may be beyond us as so many details of those mythical beings are lost to time, and what came next. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">All things must end and the Golden Age was no different but who among the Noble Peoples would have dreamed that it would be ended by the Elves, or more specifically the greatest among their kind? That Elf's name was Calisor Fenulian, the greatest wizard this realm has seen. It was said that his mastery of arcane lore would not be matched until the coming of Valandor the Great himself, that he could step between one plane and the next as easily as a man might walk from one room to the other, and that it was He who was the first to learn the magical speech of the Dragons, forging the strong bonds between the Elf and Draconic races .</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">For all his might and wisdom Calisor was still vulnerable traps and follies of love, make no mistake love can be wonderful thing but it can also drive people to make great mistakes, and Calisor's love born mistake would be the greatest and most terrible of all. It started with his love for a human woman of the Primovantor, the mighty human kingdom of old, named Elinathora. Calisor first saw Elinathora when her father, Marcon, was made a envoy to the Elf city Therennia Adar and moved there with his family. Calisor quickly fell in love with Elinathora and began courting her, which was not uncommon seeing as the two races enjoyed peaceful relations. However Elinathora rejected his every attempt to court her, her reason being that she didn't wish to live in his shadow and die long before he did. After a great many failed attempts, and failed attempts of his friends who tried to convince her to accept, Calisor's spirit was crushed and he took to wandering the scared glades around Therennia Adar in search of solace.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">It was while he was walking these woods that he met a young Celestian named Oskan who offered to help him. Oskan gave Calisor way to build a mirror that would show past and future. Oskan told him that all he needed to do was build this mirror and get Elinathora to gaze into it and show would fall in love with him "Just as surly as the moon pulls the tides" . Before leaving him Oskan warned Calisor not to allow Elinathora to view past when the golden bird sings. It was unfortunate that the Celestian didn't attempt to ensure that his warning was hammered home or even properly understood, if he had done so then all that was to come may have been prevented.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">The tale that is Calisor's forging of the mirror would fill a thousand volumes for he strove long and hard to bring about this items creation, the trails he underwent to achieve this aim were numerous and trying. But it was his obtaining of the Star of Heaven, the very item that gave the Celestians their power that would have the most profound consequences. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">So ends part one of The Mantica Story. </span>Runicmadhamsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16998940858801320118noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350909421320911401.post-32381043311352755792016-02-07T19:13:00.001+13:002016-02-07T19:13:20.473+13:00Rediscovering Motivation <span style="font-size: small;">It has been quite some time since my last post to this blog, and the main reason for that was lack of motivation. After WHFB was ended and the abomination, also know as Age of Sigmar, took its place my desire to blog dwindled. Even after discovering KOW i didn't feel the need to post about and was content to simply just play the game.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">What changed my mind was the creation of a solid KOW community in my local area. In the Greater Wellington region of New Zealand Kings of War has emerged as the THE massed regiment table top fantasy war game and a few new blogs have popped up to discuss the game, all authored by local wargamers (<a href="http://jerkhammer.blogspot.co.nz/">Jerkhammer </a>and <a href="http://councilofwar.blogspot.co.nz/">Council of War</a> specifically). All that, combined with KOW rising to become my number 1 wargame, has motivated me to restart this whole blogging thing again.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">- Narrative Battle Reports: I love writing Narrative Battle reports and as i am currently getting in at least 2 games of KOW in a week it shouldn't be hard to find materiel to work with, plus it gives me a chance to explore the lore of Mantica, the setting of Kings of War.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">-Tactics: With about 150 games of KOW (yes, i play that often) i feel like i now understand the age, the units and play styles well enough to start doing tactical articles for KOW.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">-Model Reviews: Having seen the as yet unreleased Salamander Models for KOW i really want to do a full Mantic Model KOW army. Until then i will be looking at Mantic Kits that catch me eye and do a full review for them.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">-Hobby Updates: What with my Elves almost done its time to start a new army, so why not document the new armies progress online on this very blog.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">-Lore Posts: The setting of KOW (Mantica) hasn't got a decent look at so far, which is a shame because their is potential in that setting. Being the huge Fantasy Fan that i am i will be doing a series of posts looking at the lore of Mantica and the background of its many factions. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">-Occasional GW Updates: Even thought i don't play their games or care for the lore anymore i still cast a eye their way to see what they are doing and to see if they have even taken the first step to redeeming themselves in my eyes (they haven't yet). There will be no rage this time, only a strong undertone of disappointment.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">The above list only covers the things that i can think of right now and i am sure that i will be posting about more that whats listed above. Until next time.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Rex</span>Runicmadhamsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16998940858801320118noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350909421320911401.post-2604989684515606172015-10-23T20:53:00.003+13:002015-10-23T20:56:33.874+13:00Flaming Kings of War<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: small;">I am slowly gaining the hang of Kings of War but it helps that the Elves are my kind of army, elite, small in number and hard hitting. Now that most of the WHFB players in my area have converted to KOW i feel like i can start speaking about KOW tactics and such about the game.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">The other thing that has been taking up my time is Flames of War, Late War. I recently bought second hand a Late War Commando Army and have been painting and playing with them. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">The colour scheme is unusual but after seeing them on the table they look good, really good. They stand out, i feel proud to see them on the table. Its such an unusual reaction to a colour scheme but there it is, i love the look and will try and post a few in battle images over the coming weeks.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">So the silence is broken, i am back. Except to see narrative battle reports for KOW (cant wait to get back into those) as well as KOW Tactics and general thoughts about the game. Until next time.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Rex</span>Runicmadhamsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16998940858801320118noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350909421320911401.post-32961130963277677842015-09-15T23:14:00.003+12:002015-09-15T23:19:08.818+12:00Short Story: The Warning Part 2<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: small;">After much editing i have finally finished part 2 of my short story, so sit back and read on.</span></span><b><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">The Warning Part 2 </span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Elder Jeb was right, Caldaria did respond to the
threat. Being the largest, most technologically advanced and
prosperous settlement on the plains people in Caldaria had a lot of time
to do things that weren't farming or just surviving. Built in the crater
of a extinct volcano the soil provided a bountiful crop every year and
the rim of the carter made for a excellent natural wall. This had
allowed Caldaria to grow and its people to do more with their time, of
course they weren’t Dwarves, a single Dwarf settlement had more people
than Caldaria and was more technologically advanced but all the same
Caldaria was impressive by human standards. So it was no surprise when, a
week after Thomas left Tall Hay, a column of twenty five Caldarian soldiers came
marching towards Tall Hay. Elder Jeb greeted them in the hall and had
asked for both Theo and Rachel to be by his side when they arrived. This
allowed Theo to see the soldiers up close and he was impressed. Of the
twenty five ten of them wore Chainmail Hauberks while another ten wore studded
leather armour, of the five remaining one was dressed in a red cotton shirt
with a brown leather jerkin over top that also had emblazoned over its
right breast the icon of staff topped with a blue orb, he also wore
riding breaches made of cotton with leather on in side of the legs and
thighs and wore leather boots. Another three wore leather armour with
green cloaks and the last one wore a steel breast plate and shoulder guards with a chain shirt
and leather leggings. All the soldiers aside from the green cloaks and
red shirt had medium sized curricular wooden shields with the icon of a
sickle and sword crossed over a green field and were armed with a
combination of spears and hand weapons while the green cloaks had bows
and daggers, the red shirt had a quaterstaff and the last one had a similar
shield to the others and a sword. As he observed them the steel
plate armoured one stepped forward. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“Greetings Elder Jeb Quail. I am Captain Wolfe, leader of the first Caldarian expeditionary force” </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">As Jeb came and shook the captain's hand Theo was able to
see that the captain was a she and that her face was gaunt but not
skinny. She had brown hair done up in war braid and had light blue eyes.
Until he saw her up close he had assumed she was a man seeing as her
build matched that of the rest of her command. As he took this in Jeb
spoke. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“Greetings Captain, we are honoured that Caldaria has
sent you as fast as it did. We haven’t returned to camp since the raid
and people were getting fearful”. She nodded at his greetings and
turned to Theo and Rachel. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“These are the survivors?” </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“Yes they are indeed Ma’ma” </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“Excellent, do you have somewhere private to talk?” </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“I do” </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“Good”. She turned back to her troops and addressed them. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“Soldiers you are to set up camp where Elder Jeb’s men direct you to and wait further orders. Earl, Todd you are to follow me” </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">As the Caldarian soldiers followed her orders and Theo,
Rachel, The Captain, and Jeb went out back to Jeb’s private meeting room
the man in the red shirt and one of the green cloaks followed. As they
entered the private meeting room out back of the hall and Jeb closed
the door the Captain spoke. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“May I introduce Tracker Todd Murphy” she nodded towards
the man in the green cloak “and Earl Greer”, at the sound of his man
the red shirt man gave a small bow and the Captain went on. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“Todd is one of the finest trackers in Caldaria, Mayor
Crawford takes your situation seriously and to sent only the best. Earl
is a member of the newly founded mage’s guild, it was felt that the
situation required the support of a mage” </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">Jeb nodded at that, word had reached Tall Hay of people who had strange abilities and skills and that settlement of Caldaria had founded a place where these people could come to learn of their abilities in peace although no such people had yet appeared among the population of Tall Hay. He turned to Theo and Rachel. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“Go on now, tell the captain what happened” </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">Theo and Rachel recounted the events at the logging camp start with Rachel’s discovery of the red rose and their shared “Prickly” feeling then going onto describe the attack the following day. Captain Wolfe got them to repeat how the attack started and shared a knowing look with Greer and Murphy, as they finished she spoke up. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“This sounds like a attempt to scare off loggers from the wood. Maybe they are claiming it as their own little kingdom but bugger what they want. Caldaria had a deal with you to log that wood which you did for us and now we are going to ensure its safe for you to continue to do so” </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">Jeb smiled and nodded at that, he then turned to Theo and Rachel </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“You can go now, thank you” </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">As they turned to leave Greer spoke up. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“Brave kids” he said in thoughtful voice “Notice how they didn’t even shake when telling their story. After what they saw you would think that remembering it let alone repeating it aloud would scare them”. Captain Wolfe nodded in agreement and Jeb look pleased “They are good kids, some of the best Tall Hay has to offer. Now if you don’t mind me asking how and when will you deal with these bandits?” </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">The Captain looked at tracker “Murphy?” </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“Well Ma’ma, sir.” He began “it sounds like these bandits rely on speed and surprise. They can't surprise us again because we know they are there and will be expecting it so thats one advantage gone, we just need to draw them out as our lads will win in a stand up fight”. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">Wolfe and Greer both nodded in assent, but Jeb just raised a eyebrow </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“Are you that confident in your soldiers?” </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">This time it was Greer who spoke up “Have you ever seen a mage in action?” </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“No” </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“Ah well then it will be a surprise for you too” he said with a wink. Capitan Wolfe suppressed a grin as she addressed the now slightly offended Jeb. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“If you don’t mind sir we should be getting underway as soon as we can” </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“Yes, yes of course” replied Jeb “You have access to our supplies and whatever else you need for the duration of your stay” </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">As Murphy and Greer filed out of the room Wolfe replied “Thank you for the offer but we won’t be here all that long”. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">The midday sun shone down on the logging camp and the small slope that lead to it. The logging camp itself was empty of anything other than sawdust and chopped wood, the bodies having been scavenged during the week it remained empty. As the small formation of troops advanced up the slope Captain Wolfe stopped to take a sip from her canteen and quickly check on her men. They were deployed eleven wide two deep with the ten chainmail equipped soldiers and herself in the front rank and the other studded leather troops plus Greer behind them with their shields up and over lapping one another. Murphy and his trackers were ranging around the formation in an effort to try and deter any ambushes or flank attacks. She felt a tap on her left shoulder and turned to see Greer grinning at her. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“Regretting that ironmongery yet captain” he asked with a impish grin. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“Sure because I much more prefer having arrows sprout from my chest” she replied with a smile </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“You doubt my ability to keep you safe, you wound me Captain” </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“Not as much as I am going to wound you shortly” </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">Greer snorted “You couldn’t catch me while wearing all that, I am too fast for you” </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“At least it gives me immunity to sprouting arrows from my chest” </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">Greer gave a short bark of laughter and they carried on. Normally Wolfe would reprimand someone under her command for breaking noise discipline like that but in this situation there weren’t trying for stealth and would have failed if they were and besides she liked the mage. As they reached the top of the slope she gave the signal to halt and looked around the camp, oddly enough there were no signs that there was ever a battle here. As she took a step towards the camp a voice sounded from the treeline, deep and old with a menacing echo.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“We warned you”</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“Magic” Greer growled the mirth and good humour gone “I can feel it” </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">Wolfe nodded and replied “This forest belongs to the village of Tall Hay, leave and allow the villagers to return to work or we will be forced to fight you” </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">Laughter echoed out of the woods at that, the tree tops rustled slightly as the sound reverberated around the camp. “You humans think you own this forest yet you don’t even have the slightest idea what resides in it, I shall show you” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">As soon as the last syllable was spoken a hail of arrows sped from the tree line towards the Captain but Greer was faster. With a gesture and a word he drew inwardly and conjured a fiery dome around the Captain that he dispelled a few second later to reveal Captain Wolfe, unharmed and smiling savagely. She called out: </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“You aren't the only one with magic on your side. Soldiers! Steady Advance!” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">The formation came up behind her and began to move towards the trees, Wolfe slipped neatly back into position and from behind her she heard Greer say “See, you were in no danger”. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">As they neared the trees the rain of arrows continued but few found their mark, most bouncing off the shield wall or a chain mail armoured arm or leg. Two did find their mark one in the eye of one trooper in the front line who died instantly and an other in the knee of a trooper in the second line who simply collapse howling in pain. At the point where they could see the figures shooting at them from the trees she ordered the charge and at once her line dissolved in a rush of armoured forms, shields up, towards the trees. They were met just shy of the tree line by twenty lion cloth clad figures, short and slender with pointed ears and wielding all the weapons Theo and Rachel had said used, hiltless swords, quarterstaves topped with blades and throwing weapons. Wolfe let out a wordless cry as she rushed one carrying a hiltless sword in each hand, keeping her shield up she thrust out with her sword but her opponent saw the attack and dodged to her left where he attacked her with both of his weapons at once. She used both blade and shield to desperately parry or block the rain of blows coming at her until she saw her opening, as soon as she parried one blade she lashed out with the flat of he shield and caught her attacker full in his face throwing him back trailing blood and spittle. He landed flat on his back blood leaking from mouth and broken nose too stunned to move, she lept forward and plunged her blade down with all her weight into his stomach and he howled. She then finished him off with one of his own blades with a quick thrust to the heart. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Greer laughed with delight as the battle raged around him. This was the first time a mage of the guild had been involved in anything more than a minor fight and he loved it. He saw a Caldarian soldier about to get run through by a attacker wielding one of their bladed quaterstaffs, he pointed his staff at the foe and with a word drew the power out from within himself and a second later a ball of fire hurtled from the tip of the staff and smashed into the attackers head throwing him to the ground where he was killed a moment later by his former victim. Inwardly he knew he couldn’t keep up this rate of spells, already he was starting to tire but he couldn’t stop, they hadn't won yet. It was then he felt that faint buzz that all magic gave off, he was certain it came from whomever had spoke to them at the start of the battle and Greer felt it was his professional responsibility to find out who it was but he would need more power than he currently had left in him, he would need to draw from external sources. Retreating back to the entrance to the camp he planted his staff on the ground and drew instantly feeling energy stored in the grass and earth rush into him and fill him with power , he felt like he could burn all these bandits, heal all his comrades wounds, and even bring bask the falle, No! He stopped himself with a effort and focused on the task at hand, that was one of the dangers of drawing upon external power for spells, it could be a difficult and dangerous sensation and one that would lead to calamity if not properly controlled. With enough power amassed he reached out with his mind and was suddenly above the battle and could see the village of Tall Hay, the green expanse of the plains, the dark green of the forest and waay off in the distance he could see the crater wall of Caldaria. He looked at the forest and searched for source of the magical signature. That was odd he thought, he had found the source near the battle but he could also feel the exact same signature coming from deeper in the forest, but that couldn't been as no two mages had the exact same…. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Pain, white hot and blinding flooded Greer’s body and he screamed and came slamming back into his body and screamed again. Something had taken the power he had gathered and had turned it against him while it was in his body causing every inch of his himself to feel as if it were on fire. It was then, curled up in a ball in the center of dead grass that the unknown force struck again once more flooding his body with pain, he tried to scream but found he couldn’t, nor could see for some reason. Then he heard the smell of sizzling, smelt the smell of cooked flesh and felt a great burning pain over the his head and upper torso, he tried to scream again but instead passed out from the pain. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Captain Wolfe paused and surveyed the battle. Her troops were winning, their superior training and gear overcoming the attackers speed and numbers, what worried her was Greer as she had heard horrible screams coming from where he had fallen back too a moment ago. She was about to order someone to go check up on him when she saw something moving back in the woods, it was a humanoid figure about her height but she couldn’t make out much more than that. She did order someone to check on Greer and then turned to face the new threat but as it emerged into the sunlight she wished she hadn't. It was the same rough body shape as the attackers, medium height with lean muscles and pointed ears but thats where the similarities ended. Its skin had been replaced with, as far as she could tell, some sort of flexible tree bark. Its hands ended with hooked thorns and the back of its hands and arms where lined with ridges of hooked thorns but it was the eyes that were the worst, or rather where the eyes should be. Its head was utterly bald and shared many of the same traits as the attackers but where the eyes should be there were only empty sockets with vines growing from the centre of each socket. The vines spread over the figure’s entire face and ended in tips that curved up and away from the skin and seemed to follow her. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“You were warned” said the figure in the same deep, old voice with its menacing echo that had addressed them at the start of the battle. “Now you will have to die” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Wolfe responded by charging the figure, she have never been one to trade words with an opponent when you could just be killing them. She came in low, shield across her chest and slashed diagonally upwards with her blade as she reached him. The figure ducked under the slash and lashed out with one hand, catching the shield on its edge and ripped it out of her hand causing her to stumble to the right but she quickly regained her balance and wheeled around to face him blade ready, her opponent had been faster than she thought. He didn’t give her time to think anything else as he lept arms out stretched and talons extended, she divided aside taken aback by how quickly he recovered from his initial attack but she hadn't moved fast enough. He caught her left shoulder with his right hand and, with a strength that no one his build should have, threw her several meters across the battle field. She landed in a heap with her left arm feeling as if it were on fire and her sword nowhere to be seen. All around her the battle raged on but somehow it parted for him as if all the combatants, both his troops and hers, knew better than to get in his way. She saw him walking calmly towards her and knew to remain still was to die, she regained her feet and picked up a discarded sword in her right hand and upon seeing this her opponent smiled a predatory grin and started to run at her but suddenly stopped and rocked back from the impact of two arrows embedded in his bark skin. Wolfe risked a glance behind her to see Murphy a few meters away already pulling back another arrow, seeing this she turned back, smiled her own predatory grin and charged. Her opponent answered with a deep bestial roar but it was for nothing as before he could recover from the first two arrows another hit him followed seconds later by a steel clad shoulder as Wolfe's charge hit home. Stunned by the impact he toppled over with Wolfe rolling over top of him not expecting him to fall, with a simple duck and roll she got back to her feet and turned around but didn't see what she thought she would as she expected to see him flat on his back dazed and stunned with three arrows sticking out of him but instead he was not only up right but was now being borne aloft by a whirlwind of grass, dirt, leaves and sticks. Both of his hands were fully extended above his head both holding balls of emerald flame and he brought them together with a sudden boom of sound and violent gust of air that pushed Wolfe and several others nearby over and when she looked up he was gone.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">His departure marked the end of the battle but in truth it had almost from the very start been a fighting defeat for the bandits. Wolfe had hurried over to Greer as soon as she could and almost lost her breakfast at what she saw, lying in a perfect small circle of dead grass lay the mage with his face burned horribly as well as his neck and shoulder. Murphy and his trackers were tending to him and she only just saw what remained of his face as they wrapped it in bandages, adding it to the list of things she dearly wished she hadn't seen today. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“He is in bad way Ma’am” Murphy said as he fished tending to Greer “very bad burns on some very vital places, he is asleep now but” he trailed off and gestured towards the mage. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Understood” she replied in a strained, neatural tone “We didn’t lose many, six wounded and three dead.” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“The Bandits are all dead?” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">She suppressed a shudder at the memory of what she hoped was their leader’s face. “Yes but something tells me” she began “that they weren’t bandits. Regardless we need to get back to Tall Hay. If we get there soon enough we can leave for Caldaria today. Greer will have the best chance there and I need to deliver my report as soon as I can.” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">With a nod Murphy began to get Greer ready for transport back to Tall Hay and Wolfe gave the order to return, they had dealt with the attackers and soon the camp would be full with workers, but a small voice in that back of her mind told her that this wouldn’t be the last time blood was spilled at this camp. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">As the soldiers returned, bloodied but victorious, the villagers turned out to congratulate and thank them. Fear had ruled here since the attack but the sight of victorious troops put that fear to rest. When Wolfe finally got to talk to Jeb again, after pushing through jubilant villagers, she told him that they would be leaving that day using the excuse of Greer’s wounds to brush aside the village Elder’s talk of celebrations and feasts. It was when Jeb asked if she wanted anything in return for their service that Wolfe gave him a knowing grin. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Now Theo, Rachel” Elder Jeb began “We have checked with your parents and they give their permission, you are to accompany Captain Wolfe to Caldaria and give Mayor Crawford a full report you understand” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Theo and Rachel shared a look, they had grown closer since the attack and the chance to visit Caldaria was too good to pass up, especially together. Regardless they both gave hesitant nods and made it look as if they were going reluctantly.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Captain Wolfe looked back over her shoulder at the village of Tall Hay some way off in the distance. She couldn’t help but be happy given that the task was as success and had been done with minimal loses and to make things better she had easily got Theo and Rachel to come along under the guise of reporting what they had seen to mayor Crawford, in truth she was hoping to recruit them both given their amazing resilience to battle shock. As they traveled her mind wandered to the battle, to thew strange features of all the attackers, the features that made it unlikely that they were bandits and their leader, who made it almost impossible that they were just bandits. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">He walked through gloom of the forest, head bowed relying on his senses to steer him clear of obstacles. It had been a week since the battle at the logging camp and it had taken him all of that week to reach here, to reach Her court. He approached a perfectly circular break in the woods where there was a clearing in whose centre sat a mighty and ancient Oak, perhaps the oldest living thing on the planet. He paused before entering the clearing, feeling something utterly foreign to him seize up his legs and stop him from entering, with a effort he shook off the feeling and continued on towards the Oak. As he drew nearer to it he could see the others watching from the tree line, vague shapes in the gloom some humanoid others less so. As he got closer to the Oak he could see the throne that resided within it, and the figure that sat on it. A few feet in front of it he went to one knee and bowed his head. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“My Queen, I have failed you” he spoke, the echo the accompanied his words had none of its usual depth or malice and instead was tinged with fear. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">The figure stood and walked up to him so that he could see he vine wrapped bare feet and he felt a long cold talon touch the base of his chin and raise his head. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“You have failed no one” the figure said in a deep feminine voice that echoed with age and deep malice. “Look at me Warden” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">He did. His eyes had been replaced with vines that grew from his eye sockets the day he had been chosen as Warden, on most days this was a great boon allowing him to see more than even the most sharp eyes of his kin but in that moment he dearly to be able to see less detail. The figure before him was tall, very tall at least two head higher than him. She was slender and graceful with long arms whose hands were tipped not with fingers but with talons of black wood, her hips were gently curved and lead down to long powerful legs and the aforementioned vine wrapped feet and her whole form was covered in a weave of vines that covered her neck to feet in alluring and beautiful patterns, but it was her face that sent the unfamiliar ice cold sensation of fear shooting down his spine. Her face was sharp and angular, from her scalp grew brambles that reached down to just below her breasts, her ears were small and ended at a fine slanted point and her mouth and nose with both small and perfect but it was the eyes that terrified him. The entire eyeball was pitch black save for the pupil which was a deep, deep green. Looking into them he felt himself falling into something old and terrible, he was a Warden of a Heartwood Tree, its proxy, its mouth piece and he had undergone transformations that had spit his skin and bones until his new form had been more fitting to that Tree’s whims.He shared a symbiotic relationship with that Tree, every thought it felt he felt, when it spoke it did so though him but even after all that he was still terrified of what he saw in those eyes. Something of what he was thinking must have pass over his face and she smiled, he almost shat himself in fear. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“You failed no one” she repeated “The humans have grown since we first encountered them, they learn to harness energy, magic they call it. They took us by surprise and it was just your misfortune that it was you who they surprised first”. She turned away from him and he almost sobbed In relief, as she walked back to the Oak she continued. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“I understand the mage among them tried to reach and out touch you, to uncover the secret of our people?” </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“Ye-e-e-s” he stammered, his voice containing none of the malice that the humans had heard in it. </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: small;">“Good, he will serve as our warning to them. It may not have been what we planned but it will make do” She reached out her hand towards the Oak and in response a branch moved out towards her, a branch with a translucent blood red Acorn hanging off its tip. She reached out and gently plucked it from the branch. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“In the mean time we will change our tactics, the Humans assume your raiding party were simple bandits . We will take advantage of that mistake, you will take advantage of that mistake”. She turned back and strode towards him and offered him the Acorn, something inside it uncoiled and moved. “Make an example of them, don’t underestimate them. This will be our opening move, go”. He took the Acorn, stood up, bowed and left quickly. As he do so she addressed the forms waiting around the treeline. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“And for you my Wardens learn from this, know that Humans can be dangerous if underestimated. Show them no mercy and treat fear as your most potent weapon, we will strike them in force in time but first they their spirit must be weakened, now go”. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">As the figures departed she returned to the Throne in the core of the Oak and sat. As the roots and branches of the tree closed around her she murmured. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Now to give them their fair warning” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Earl Greer woke and started screaming almost instantly. The healers came running mere second later and tried to restrain but he had also started to writhe and twist violently so they were unable to calm him with sleep inducing herbs. After five minutes one of the healers asked a nurse to run and get aid from the Caldaria Mage’s Guild which the nurse did with great haste. Not long after two mages entered Greer’s room and with restrain him with magic, even then it took both mages, three healers and two nurses to finally get him to take the sleeping herbs and not long after he fell into a deep, troubled sleep. While all this had been going on Greer had continued screaming and at first it was thought that they were just the cries of a man in great pain but the mages knew better, for some reason they didn’t hear the howling of suffering man, they heard a single word repeated over and over again , Run.</span><br />
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<i>The end of Part 2</i><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">So there you have it, the final part of my short story. If you liked it please feel free to spread it around the internet and if you have any feedback please let me know. Until next time.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Rex </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"></span>Runicmadhamsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16998940858801320118noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350909421320911401.post-65938601643760905532015-09-12T11:46:00.000+12:002015-09-12T11:46:17.222+12:00Short Story: The Warning Part 1<span style="font-size: small;">This has been something i have been working on for a while. I have always loved fantasy as a genre and this goes for all areas of entertainment be it video games, movies, podcasts, books or wargames. Recently i stared to do narrative battle reports and the feedback to them has been positive, so on my drives to work each day i started thinking about writing my own fantasy. Once i decided to do this i started working on the basic concepts for a setting and as of Friday (11/09/2015) i finished those concept notes and began to write the very first short story set in the universe. Below is part one of that story, i divided it into 2 parts because posting it in one go would have made for a huge post and i haven't finished writing part 2 yet. Hopefully you will enjoy it and feedback is more than welcome espacilly for this post.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>The Warning</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Chopping wood, Theo decided, was the worst job he could have got. It was a hot summer’s day which only made the physically demanding job of hitting a solid bit of wood with a equally solid axe that much harder. He paused to wipe sweet from his brow and looked around, the logging camp belonged to the village of Tall Hay one of the many human villages that dotted the plains. Tall Hay lay near one of the many forests and as such made a good living off the lumber it collected with villagers usually only gathering dead wood and trees that were felled during a storm, but recently envoys from a far off place called Caldaria had shown up with the aim of teaching the villagers a new language called Common. While in Tall Hay the envoys had asked the village Elder if they could gather more wood and send it towards the far off settlement in exchange for better tools and more supplies. The Elder had quickly agreed and immediately set up a logging camp on the forest edge which had also had the addition benefit of providing work for idle teenagers, such as Theo. As he paused to take a sip of warm water from his canteen Theo recalled the town meeting where the Elder had announced the new camp, most of the village's fifty inhabitants had been in favour except for one old man, the oldest man in the village in fact. He had warned the Eldar and the others against the camp saying the forest was guarded and protected by strange fey creatures. The rest of the village had laughed at him and the Elder had rubbished the claim saying that in all his thirty five years they had never once been troubled by these “Fey Creatures”. The old man was out of his mind Theo thought, the camp has been running for a week now and we have had no trouble with any “Fey Creatures”. His thirst quenched he carried the wood he had been chopping over to the wagons, greeting a few of his friends as they passed by and chucked it down to on the to load pile, as he did so Oscar the camp boss came over.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Good Job Theo, nicely split” he said to the young man in a gruff tone.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Thank ye sir” Theo replied as he met the eyes of the older man, though in truth Oscar was only twenty four a mere 5 years older than Theo himself. Oscar began to order to the loaders to get the wood onto one of the waiting wagons as Theo went back to his spot and began to chop more wood. Only a few more hours left he thought as his arm muscles began to burn again. </span><br />
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<a name='more'></a><span style="font-size: small;">The sun was just starting to set as Theo made his way to camp’s entrance. The village Elder had provided the workers with wagons to and from the camp each day and he was making his way to the last one. Most of the camps other sixteen workers had already left and it was just him, Oscar, and 2 others left to go. As he approached the wagon he could see that one was missing, a 16 year old girl by the name of Rachel. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Has anyone see Rachel” Oscar asked as Theo came to join the small group. As they all shook their heads he sighed, “Alright lets go find her, we can’t leave her here so come on”. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">The three of them set off, Theo, Oscar and the remaining worker a fifteen year old boy called Smith. They didn’t have to search for long as they soon came upon Rachel who was crouched down near the roots of some trees near the wood’s edge, she was staring at something intensely as they came up. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Rachel” Oscar asked curtly “Didn’t you hear the call to end work?” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“I did” she replied without looking up “but as I was heading towards the wagon I found this” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">As she said “This” she picked up what she was looking at and held It up for them all to see. It was a dark red rose, the stem cleanly cut by something very sharp. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“How by Fareth did that get here” exclaimed Oscar, scratching his head in puzzlement. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Dunno” replied Rachel “But that why I stopped to look at it, they don’t grow round here so when I saw it I had to stop and look”. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Pass it ‘ere” Oscar said taking the rose from the Rachael. “It would be a shame to let it go to waste, it will make a good gift for my wife. Come on now the day is ending and we must be away”. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">As the group trudged back to the wagon Theo felt the hair on the back of his neck prickle and he turned back towards the darkening wood. He peered hard at the Treeline in the gathering gloom and, Wait! Was that? No it wasn’t. For a second Theo thought he saw movement but as Oscar called for him to hurry he shook his head and joined the others at the wagon. Minutes later the wagon departed and soon the logging camp was dark. Not long after the moon came up and the whole site was bathed in the sliver moonlight, and in the nook between the roots of a tree there lay a dark read rose with stem cleanly cut by something very sharp in exactly the same place as the first. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Theo woke to the sounds of his family staring their morning routine and he lay there for a few minutes listening not only to the sound of his family but the whole of Tall Hay the village woke up. The sounds and smells of bakers putting the wares out for sale, of watchmen greeting villagers who were up and of his mother greeting his sister as she made porridge. He rolled out of bed and started to pull on his clothes, a rough wool spun shirt and breaches the same garb of most of Tall Hay, and made his way down stairs where his father, mother and sister were waiting. After chatting and eating breakfast he bid them all a good day and set off towards gate where he would be picked up with the others. He hummed as he walked down the dirt road to the gate, waving and greeting people as he passed them by. As he passed the statue to Fareth, god of the harvest at the centre of the village, Rachel came up alongside him. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Morning Theo” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Morning Rachel, how are things” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Good and you?” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Good” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">They walked in silence for a bit but as the neared the gate he spoke again. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Rachel, that Rose where do you think it came from?” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Her face grimaced in thought for a few seconds before she spoke </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Don’t tell anyone this but before I found it I felt the hair on the back of my neck prickle, that’s why I turned and saw it. If that hadn’t happened I wouldn’t have found it. I can’t be sure but I could swear I saw something further back in the wood. I think someone or something put the rose there” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Theo nodded slowly before relying. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“I didn’t want to say anything because I didn’t know for certain but I felt the same prickly feeling just as we went back to the wagon. I didn’t mention it before because I thought I was just tired but now…..” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">They stopped as he trailed off and looked at each other, Rachel broke the silence first. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“We should go tell Oscar, just in case” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Just in case” he echoed and they hurried to the gate where Oscar was just waving off the first wagon full of workers and was busy loading the second when they approached. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Morning Rachel, Theo. What is the matter?” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“We have something to tell you” said Rachel. Oscar nodded and gestured them over to the side where they told him about the “Prickly feeling” and the sense that there was something watching them from the woods. Oscar looked thoughtful as he heard their tale, when it ended he spoke. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“It’s good you told me about this. Fret not, get on the wagon and I will sort this out” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">They both thanked him and took seats aboard the wagon. As the driver whipped the horses into motion Theo shot Rachel a reassuring smile which she returned with a wink. The edge of the forest loomed not far from the village gates and as the wagon approached the logging camp Theo leaned back with his arms behind his head, maybe he would find a way to work next to Rachel today. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">The bell rang for the midday break and Theo straightened up with a groan and wiped sweet from his eyes. Next to him Rachel clicked her back and smiled at him, they had found a way to work next to one and other and had been chatting away while working the whole morning. They did so now as the headed back towards to the camp entrance to get their lunch and were so engaged in their conversation that they almost walked into the watchman going the other way. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Watch it” He growled at them as he sidestepped them and continued on back the way they came. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“What’s he doing here?” Rachel asked. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“No idea” Theo responded and they resumed their conversation. When they reached the entrance they saw three more Watchmen and the Village’s Watch Sargent , Eric Yount. The Sargent had just finished giving orders to his three remaining men who promptly saluted and walked off towards the forest. As usual Oscar was with helping with the giving out lunch and as they reached him Theo ask him: </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“What are they doing here?” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“They are here in case your prickly feelings turn out to be more than just feelings” Oscar replied </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“The Elder must be taking this seriously, that’s half the watch” Rachel observed. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Well it’s not like those louts have much else to do, besides gives them a nice change of scenery to watch over” replied Oscar as he handed them their meals. They thanked him and wandered off to sit up against a fallen tree to eat, chat and enjoy the break. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">The sun bathed the camp in an amber glow as it began to sink towards the horizon. Theo and Rachel were walking back to the wagon with their tools when one of the watchmen came up alongside them. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Excuse me Miss” he said to Rachel “But can you take a look at this” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">He pulled something out from his breast pocket, it was a dark red rose, albeit crumpled a bit, with a cleanly cut stem. Frowning she took it from the man. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Where did you find this?” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">The man didn’t respond, instead he toppled over face first onto the ground. Theo started at him in utter confusion for a second until he saw the black fletched shaft quivering from the back of his neck. Just as he was about to react when an eerie high pitched scream split the air, it came from the edge of the forest a few meters from where Theo and Rachel where standing and they both spun around, the shock at seeing a dead body momentarily forgotten. Staggering from the edge of the wood, waving two bloodied stumps where his hands should have been was Eric Yount. As the rest of the camp started at him in disbelief he once again made that eerie high pitched scream but this time it was abruptly cut off as two arrows struck him behind each knee and he collapsed. Before the rest of the camp had any time to react the treeline exploded with activity, short slender figures armed with short bows appeared at the treeline both on the ground and in the branches raining arrows down on the camp while even more of the figures charged from the treeline wielding hiltless swords, quaterstaves topped with blades and throwing weapons. Before the public execution of Yount and his Guardsman the people in the camp numbered twenty one, by the time the figures attacked it numbered nineteen. In the first five seconds of the attack eight more of the workers lay dead. As death danced and flickered around the darkening camp Theo took Rachel’s hand and ran for the cover of a nearby fallen tree and as they reached the log they dived for it as three arrows thudded into it. They peered carefully over the edge of the log and saw chaos. Amid the gathering gloom of evening the workers of the logging camp were being slaughtered and they could only stare helplessly. The watchmen had died quickly in the first seconds of the attack and now the attackers were picking off the rest of the workers. Oscar was simultaneously pounced on by two of the attackers and smashed into ground, he died moments later as both attackers hacked his head into ruin with hatchets. Rachel gave a small gasp as one attacked with a bladed quatersatff lunged and planted it into the back of another worker only to use the momentum it had gathered to vault off downed man onto another. As they watched their friends die they heard the sound of feet behind them and turned to see three figures. The one in the centre was wearing only a loin cloth, his head was angular and thin with two long pointed and slender ears, his eyes were a deep green and his body was well muscled but lean speaking of a agile strength use to a life of climbing and archery. Beside him the other two figures stood each with short bows with arrows nocked aimed at Rachel and Theo, both wore cloaks of matted leaves and plants with mouth covers as well as loin cloths and both of them were female and their long hair, intertwined with leaves and vines spilled over their breasts, which were bound with a wrap of brown cloth. All three had dark skin far darker than Theo and Rachel had ever seen. As they stared at each other the one in the middle spoke. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“You bare the warning” he said in halting common, pointing at the red rose in Rachel’s hand and as he spoke, despite all that was happening, Theo thought he heard something odd in his voice when he spoke, almost like a deeper and somehow older echo. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Yeess” replied Rachel in a voice filled with fear. The figure nodded and spoke again. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Go and tell your people that they have been warned, they are to never again harm the forest for if they do our revenge be shall tenfold what you see here, now go” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Without another word Theo and Rachel got up and sprinted for Tall Hay, not stopping to look behind them, trying to block out the moans of the dying and the screams of the soon to be dying or dead. They ran the distance from the camp to the town in twenty minutes where it would have normally taken forty to walk and thirty to run.When they reached the gate they collapsed together and started to speaking quickly and at once, the watchmen on duty, clearly seeing that something was up from both this and the fact that the wagons had not returned took them quickly to the village Eldar. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">They sat before him in chairs that had been quickly brought to the village hall, wrapped in blankets and shaking with shock. They had just recounted the event of the evening to Jeb Quail, the village Elder, who now sat looking at the pair with a expression of worried concern, he eventually spoke. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Thomas, get your horse saddled and ready to go quickly. You are to ride for Caldaria tonight and tell them of whats happened here. Repeat to their Elder or mayor or whatever she calls herself exactly what you have heard here tonight”. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Thomas bowed and hurried off to make ready for the journey, Caldaria was two days ride from Tall Hay and he would need provisions. Jeb turned back to pair and addressed the hall in general which was now full of everyone who could fit in which was most of the villagers aside from the very old or young. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">“Caldaria asked us to log the forest, we pay no attention to the rumours of fey creatures but its clear some bandits want to claim the forest. Well if Caldaria wants us to log the wood the they can bloody well protect us” </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">This was greeted by a wave of hearty cheers from the assembled villagers and Rachel felt Theo give her hand a reassuring squeeze, she was glad he had survived. As conversation broke out in the hall they were lead away to rest and recover from their experience. As she drifted off to sleep that night she felt some comfort from Elder Jeb’s words, they were bandits nothing more and soon Caldaria would deal with them. But just as she fell asleep she couldn’t help but remember the strange tone that seemed to echo the bandit leaders words, before sleep claimed her she shuddered, no human she knew could do that with their voice. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><i>The end of Part 1</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">So there you have it, part one of the first story set in the Young World, please let me know what you thought of it, any and all feedback is welcome and if you liked it feel free to spread it around the internet, more exposure and feedback is always good. Until next time.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Rex </span><br />
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Runicmadhamsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16998940858801320118noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350909421320911401.post-77085560637955564802015-09-11T17:49:00.001+12:002015-09-11T17:50:02.744+12:00The Warhammer of Kings: Kings of War 2nd Ed Review<span style="font-size: small;">I have played enough games of Kings of War 2nd edition now that i feel like i can offer a valid opinion on the game and can also answer the question: Should i play KOW? In fact i can answer that one with another question: Do you like Chaos or Order?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Kings of War is a game of Order where the random effects of the dice are limited to "To Hit" and Rout rolls. To put it plainly here are the key points you need to know abut KOW core mechanics:</span><br />
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<li><span style="font-size: small;">All units charge the system distance every time and do not have this distance reduced by terrain. Their charge distance is equal to double the Speed value of the unit in inches. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: small;">There is no breaking down of the movement phase. Every unit has a list of orders they can do in the movement phase and must pick one. These orders include things like advance (move a number of inches equal to the unit's speed stat), Halt (stay still) or Charge, to mention a few. This means that if one of your units is blocking an other's charge then you can move the blocking unit then charge with the other. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: small;">All units have a Melee and Ranged stat in their profile, this is what the unit needs to roll in order to hit things in ranged or melee combat. For example if a unit has a Melee stat of 4+ then it would hit another unit in melee on a d6 roll of 4+, its the same for ranged. There are modified to these rolls but there are only about 4 including magic items</span><a name='more'></a></li>
<li><span style="font-size: small;">Each unit has a attack stat, when rolling to hit in either Melee or shooting attacks you roll a number for dice equal to the units attack stat.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: small;">To wound a unit you have to roll equal to or over its defense stat, so if a unit has Defense 4 then you would need to roll a 4 or more to wound it. </span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: small;">Magic is limited to 6 spells. A spell is treated like a shooting attack that always hits on a 4+ and is never modified and the number of dice you roll for each spell varies from faction to faction. Each spell has different effects for each successful hit, for example the spell Bane Chant will give a friendly unit +1 to wound if you get at least on "hit" on the unit where as Fireball is just a normal damaging spell.</span></li>
<li><span style="font-size: small;">A unit dies when it fails a Rout Test. Every unit has a stat called Nerve that has 2 values. The first number is the lower of the 2 while the 2nd is the higher. After a unit is dealt damage you roll 2d6 and add the total damage that the unit has received to the roll. If it equals or exceeds the lower number the unit can do very little the next turn and if it equals or exceeds the higher number the unit is removed from play, that is the only way to remove units from play. </span></li>
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<span style="font-size: small;">As you can see KOW limits the random effects of dice, you don't have to worry about units fleeing then rallying or not. You don't need to worry about magic as much, or charges not making it in. KOW is a game of Order.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">As well all know WHFB is a game of Chaos were charge distances, spells, to hit and wound rolls, armour saves and leadership tests (to name but a few) all are impacted by modifiers making the game far less ordered and more random. Chances are that a units to hit and wound rolls in CC wont be the same two turns in a row, charges that should be sure things fail and units that should rally run off the board. In WHFB the way you win is by adapting to the random nature of the game, you win by having no solid plan, by being able to cope with the random effects of dice. This is different from KOW where the random effects of dice are limited and its possible to rely on units most of the time if not all of the time.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">So there you have it: KOW is Order and WHFB is Chaos and if you will or will not like KOW relies on if you like the idea of a Ordered game or a Chaotic game. Until next time.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">Rex</span><br />
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Runicmadhamsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16998940858801320118noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350909421320911401.post-10876557923929129352015-08-26T17:51:00.001+12:002015-08-26T17:56:19.569+12:00Inepticon Kings of War Tournament<span style="font-size: small;">My local Wargames club (The Kapiti Wargames Club) is hosting a Kings of War Tournament on November 28 and 29. Mantic is providing prizes for 1st, 2nd and 3rd place. If there are any WHFB players in NZ who want to try out Kings of War this is a good chance to see if its a good replacement for WHFB, provided you either live in NZ or don't mind traveling a fair way.<br /> </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">KINGS OF WAR <br /> 2 day tournament <br /> All Square bases welcome <br /> Great prizes DIRECT from Mantic games <br /> LIMITED PLACES - REGISTER NOW $35.00 PP <br /> ($40 for late registration) <br /> Kings of war 2nd edition RULE SET <br /> 2 days 6 games <br /> 2000 POINTS <br /> Get the player pack and INFO email <br /> KOW@Kapitiwargamesclub.nz <br /></span><span style="font-size: small;">NOVEMBER 28 & 29 2015 9.30am - 4.30pm <br /> at the Kapiti community center Ngahina Street, Paraparaumu<br /><br /> More details as well as a email sign up for the player pack <a href="https://kw183.infusionsoft.com/app/page/kings-of-war">here</a><br /></span> <br />
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Runicmadhamsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16998940858801320118noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350909421320911401.post-35454319849432888872015-08-15T20:53:00.000+12:002015-08-15T21:50:23.365+12:00Call to Arms Part 1: Cowardly Elves<span style="font-size: small;">Welcome to what may be my last 8th edition WHFB tournament report. This time round i decided to do things differently and split the report into 5 parts, this is mainly because each battle report is a narrative report and as such takes more time and space than a cut down tournament battle report normally would, also these 5 posts will be linked meaning that the battles themselves will link providing a more (i hope) coherent narrative.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Elidyr's forces moved in on the small hamlet and the Spellweaver brought his own unit of Glade Guard to a halt inside the wood that was the exit from the Worldroots that had brought them all here. He had been dispatched from Athel Loren to a remote southern section of the human Empire to hunt down a Necrach Vampire who had taken several Forest Spirits hostage during an earlier battle, Elidyr's was instructed to kill the vampire, locate his lair and free the spirits. He nodded to Almer, the captain of his Glade Guard, to give the signal for his forces to make ready. As the horn blew the Asrai took to their positions. The majority of his forces centered around the Worldroots but the Waywatchers too the far left flank along with the Waystalker.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">As his own forces moved into position the Vampire's forces were doing likewise. The Vampire was clearly visible atop his monstrous abomination of a mount, a twisted combination of zombie dragon, a building and other creatures too twisted from their original form to identify.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">The rest of the undead deployed around the Vampire with a braying horde of shambling beasts on the left flank staring down the Waywatchers. A unit of relatively normal looking Skeleton archers took the right flank and a unit of half skeleton horse half skeleton humans burrowed up from the ground near the Watchtower. Elidyr shook his head in disgust at the mad perversion of nature that the Vampire's mind had spawned.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">With a final drawn out blow of the horn from Almer's Musician the Wood Elves began to move. On the left flank Corym, leader of the Waywatchers, gave orders for his unit to move into bow range of the Vampirc Blood Knights. With curt chop of his sword his Waywacthers opened fire. The Blood Knight Captain sneered arrogantly at the Waywacther's as they fired believing their superior armour would protect his Knights. A few seconds later he was howling in rage as two of his Knights fell to the Elves keen shooting and he urged his Knights on, as he was approaching the Elves, who was moving closer to their lines, a huge shape passed over them and the earth shook a few moment later as the Vampire Dragon landed in front of them. The Necrach cackled with glee and raised from the ground a unit of Skeletons, Corym calmly knocked another arrow and drew back, it didn't matter how many of the dead there were he had to kill that Dragon. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Flinar, leader of the army's Deepwood Scouts, saw the Dragon land on the left flank of the army and gave the command for his unit to fire. He and Andrathath's scouts had been tracking the dragon and now that it landed he saw an opportunity to bring it down. Twenty Hagbane Tipped Arrows flew out towards the dragon just as it charged the Waywatchers and struck just as the Waywatcher's own volley hit and the dragon gave on last low moan as it collapsed, throwing the Necrach into the Elves. Unfortunately for Corym one of the horde of Undead beasts also arrived in his flank at that exact moment, the Waywatchers would have to hold their own as he and his scouts had their own work to do.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">He turned back just in time to see the noble eagle Siwios perish under the attacks of the half horse half man skeletons and suppressed a shout of anger. The eagle had charged the creatures as soon as they emerged and had been key in preventing them from doing much of anything.He pushed the anger away as he looked at the enemy units down his flank and started to lead his unit towards the Watchtower, out of the Archers, the horse creatures and the Casket of Souls the Casket offered the biggest threat and the Wacthtower would provide the best angle to fire at it from. As he lead his unit forward the other two unit of scouts opened fire on the archers and creatures, felling many of them only for them to rise mere second later from the power of the enemy wizards. As he reached to the tower he saw Corym and his men get torn apart by the beasts and vampire, he sighed and swore vengeance on the foul undead for Corym and Siwios both.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Oakbrow felt a faint stir of triumph as he and his fellow Treekin smashed the vampire's summoned Skeletons under their wooden limbs. He had led his Treekin to destroy these abominations to nature out of nothing more than a slow, steady fury but now found himself in a opportune position. The Blood Knights had advanced past his unit believing that he would be occupied with the skeletons for a while and once again the arrogance of the Vampire Knight would cost them dearly as Oakbrow brought his unit around to charge the Blood Knight's flank. At the same moment across the field the captain of the Eternal Guard Mhaenal saw Oakbrow's plan and smiled as he ordered his own unit forward into the Blood Knights to assist the Treekin. Both units hit at the same time, hammering at the armoured vampires with gnarled limb and Asrai spear, both effective in their own way. Mhaenal ducked underneath the wild thrust of a Knight's lance and lunged for it with the same movement, as his hand closed around the shaft of the lance he pulled. The Knight's expression was unreadable but his snarl of rage was easily heard as he fell face first to the ground, Mhaenal planted his foot on the his neck and slammed down with his spear at joint where the helm and armour parted and decapitated the knight with a single thrust. He turned just in time see Oakbrow pummel another Knight into paste under repeated blows from his fists, the Knight's armour flattening under the assault with the occupant oozing from the splits and cracks. As their unit's finished off the remaining knights Mhaenal and Oakbrow came face to face over unconscious form of the Necromancer who had ridden with the Knights, Oakbrow nodded slowly to Mhaenal and turned away as the Captain of the Eternal Guard ordered some of his men to carry the mage away. He ordered his unit around to face the remain enemy safe in the knowledge that they now had some way to achieve their primary goal. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Mhaenal and Oakbrow didn't see Elidyr leave but they felt it. Both leaders knew that the vampire's forces were severely depleted and that the hordes of beasts before them were the last of his significant forces. They lead simultaneous charges against the foe and both hit home. Mhaenal and his Eternal Guard scythed down the beasts with perfectly timed attacks from their Asrai Spears, cutting and slashing at their foes until none remained. Oakbrow and the Treekin had none of the Guard's finesses but made up for to with simple brutal strength, smashing, stomping. punching and sometimes juts throwing themselves onto the enemy, Soon both hordes were gone, the Necrach left the battlefield soon after knowing that he couldn't win. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><br />With their leader leaving the battlefield the other undead followed. The Asrai didn't give chase having, at present, no commander. Flinar and Mhaenal had the remaining forces establish camp as they both took the Necromancer into the Watchertower and gave orders not to be disturbed. A few hours later, as Elidyr and the Glade Guard returned they emergeed from the tower and approached the Spellweaver.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">"My Lord" Mhaenal began "We know where the vampire's lair is."</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">"Well done captain" replied the Spellweaver "We cannot continue on until reinforcements from Athel Loren have arrived, have you sent a messenger?"</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">"I have"</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">"Good"</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">"What do you want done with the prisoner? He was eager to give up his former master's location and so is still relatively intact"</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">A slow predatory smile spread over Elidyr's face, he had faced the Undead many times before and had seen first hand the damage Necromancy did to the living world. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">"The Tree's around here will need feeding, seeing as we will return our fallen to Athel Loren and the undead don't provided much sustenance."</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Mhaenal nodded in slow understanding and as he turned to go ad carry out his lord's wishes Elidyr spoke again.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">"And i believe nature prefers its food live and wriggling rather than dead and still"</span><br />
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Runicmadhamsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16998940858801320118noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5350909421320911401.post-76254536427102200032015-08-08T13:16:00.001+12:002015-08-08T13:16:36.485+12:00Skaven in Kings of War<span style="font-size: small;">Kings of War is fast replacing WHFB as my go to game nowadays and it helps that my Wood Elves can be used in Kings of War without any changes. This morning Mantic officially announced that their Skaven Army list (aka Ratmen) was now in Beta and would appear in a expansion book for Kings of War Second edition called "Kings of War: Uncharted Empires", i however call it "Warhammer Armies in Kings of War" mainly because this 64 page book promises to contain lists for:</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">1. The League of Rhordia (Dogs of War)<br />
2. Ratkin (Skaven)<br />
3. The Brotherhood (Brettiona)<br />
4. The Empire of Dust (Tomb Kings)<br />
5. Reptilians (Lizardmen)<br />
6. The Herd (Beastmen)<br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><br />Given that all the other WHFB races already have lists in the 2nd Edition Rulebook this basically means that if you have a WHFB army you now also have a Kings of War Army.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">Here is the link for the <a href="http://www.manticgames.com/free-rules.html?utm_source=Mantic+Games+Newsletter&utm_campaign=6d8db95b62-Mantic+Games+Newsletter+345&utm_medium=email&utm_term=0_20fe4cf5a8-6d8db95b62-201426261">Beta Skaven List</a></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">If you are a WHFB player and mourn the loss of WHFB as a supported game system then give Mantic and Kings of War a go, i will be doing a detailed review of the Kings of War 2nd Edition Rulebook when i get it later on in the month. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span>Before i go i just wanted to announce that this blog now has Twitter Account, follow <a href="https://twitter.com/TheDiceOdyssey">this link</a>
to go to the account or search for the TheDiceOdyssey (all one word),
it will be mainly used to announce new posts, show off models that i
have recently finished painting an allow me to express thoughts to small
to warrant their own post. Until next time.<br />
Rex </span></span>Runicmadhamsterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16998940858801320118noreply@blogger.com4