And here they were, as foretold, an end-of-turn pictorial battle report, featuring the joyous vistas glared down on by none other than Aekold Helbrass himself!
Here we have the deployments...my opponent eventually opted out of the compulsive laying of terrain features, the mountains are steep and impassable, the lake is alike to such, the popsicles are a stream, the fence superfluous. Rolling Chaos Gifts, I scored a 9 of the possible twelve. Joyously, I initially had like Aekold or someone bop the Gor Shaman on the head, neither wounded the other, whatever.
Following which, I Nurgle's Rot the Orc Boar riders, retarding their movement by an inch. I also gave the Horsemen an initiative pip boon on the mutations table, the Favour of the Gods was dealt to my Khornate Chimera-man, giving him additional armour save, yadda yadda yadda. There was a lot of shit, including the free Destroy Scroll called the Wrath of Khorne, and the -D3 to the first psychology test thing by name of Allure of Slaanesh, IIRC. The armies were scary. My general, he has the Rune Shield, and THE DARK MACE OF DEATH. Enemy general, in this flourishing and vibrant system, had Necromancy lvl. 3 Crown, Morgor the Mangler for S+1, T+1, Ws+1 (lol) and no armour saves allowed and Always Strikes First. He probably had some other thing but whatever it was...ah it was Armour of Meteoric Iron, which combined with everything else meant he had...1+ AS, and Frenzy for 8 attacks. And a Hydra! Wow! Armies? We don't need no stinking armies!
Oh, post-script, my chariot, carrying a 100 point but irrelevant banner, got smote by the 4 Ruinous Powers, losing half its crew and a horse.
Turn 1 consisted of summary fidgeting. Aekold of course, he got the Flying boon, so him and my Chimera-riding general both began flying high. There was some shock and dismay when I realized the steep cliffs were impassable, so there'd be no benefit to my skirmishing Ungors nor the elsewhere-mentioned Tzeentch Champion that doesn't happen to by Aekold. There was an Animosity failure of the Netters and the Clubbers, but whatever.
After the awkward turn-1 shuffle, my Marauders and the Chariot smushed the Boar Boyz to a man. Ha! 8 infantry go!
My Chimera rider got attacked by a Goblin called "Ingrid in the Spring", who remained after I Terrored off the Banner of Defiance Orcs in the big column. Said goblin also had a helmet making him impervious to fire. Ah well, Chimera didn't uh stand a chance. Or not.
As I was first turn, the Marauders and the Chariot fled from charges from like General and the boar chariot of the orcs. There's a neat unit near that side of the table, it's a level 1 shaman with a shooting staff leading 6 forest goblin shortbowmen.
You can see Aekold off-table, yet flying high. Oh, there was a generic Goblin Champion that got smushed by the Marauder Horsemen.
Here he is, flying high, at the end of turn 3, his sword interposed to the visibility of the Orc General.
Turn 3 was fairly exciting I guess, with the fucking retarded OP ASF 2hw Night Goblins engaging my Horsemen, the Tzeentch champion began his ambulations at the 4th edition box set spearmen with a champ in their midst. The far flank was compromised, as is evident. The Chimera guy compulsively chased off the Defiant Orcs.
Here in sepia-laden throwback town, we play retro games, you can see my foeman meandering through, Habitant soup can, yes.
My Tzeentch champion defeated the 32 goblin unit and chased them off the board, my ungor unit tried their hardest to defeat the night goblins after the destruction of the horsemen, which is weird to think about. I got ready, for by tells I knew the foe had an Escape Winds of Magic card, enabling his character's return from the dead, so I kept a counter to that in my Gor Shaman's hand-"Drain Magic".
Hopefully he won't be chunked up by the Broken Night Goblins.
Yes, that's them running away from Night Goblins, but my dice were vexed.
Aekold's unit broke and kept runnin'.
As foretold by my opponent telling me, he rage-quit after his general's demise. It went down, though, he ran away, like only a real Savage Orc with Morgor the Manglar on a monstrous steed would. Whyever would that be? Look, there's Aekold! Fly high, boys, fly real high
