Yes, dear readers, I am branching out. While the Noob page will stay up and still be updated to discuss all things noobness, I have decided to run a second blag devoted to my favorite chapter, the Black Templars. During the past 5 months or so BT has really taken over my heart so it was about time they got their own blog love.
Here, or course, we'll still have all the Noobness posts (and, yes, I'll get the BatRep up for the megabattle. (We had to postpone as the Imperial Fists player;s wife decided to have her baby just a few day prior to the game, and then I had back surgery which I'm still recovering from. You'll get that BatReo, plus many other, especially where my noobness shines through with studid playing decisions. Nothing like learning from a moron's mistake and , believe you me, I'm sure there will be plsnty to learn.
In the meantime, be on the look up for the BT Blog. It ought to be up in jst a few days, and so you can feel involved, soes anyone have a good name for it???
Keep rolling 6's..
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Monday, August 30, 2010
More Noob-ocalypse: "The Fall of Man is Nigh", Part 2
"The Fall of Man is Nigh, Part 2"
The Father does not slumber. He does not rest. His pace is slow, but
it is relentless… purposeful. Unstoppable. His realm is that of life
and death, of corruption and ruin. So many do not recognize that there
is no conflict in relishing death as well as life, but to the non-
fool, they are truly one and the same. A disease is merely another
form of life, forcing its own will to live upon its prey. It’s funny
how one doesn’t see a pack of wolves hunting its prey as a “disease”,
but there really is no difference. All diseases are children of Father
Nurgle, and he loves each one of them. Decay and ruin are all parts of
life. Without them, the cycle would never complete. But the Father
does not care who understands. He does not care that he is loathed by
most. He only cares about his children, and that the cycle of life is
completed… even if, when by his hand, it is at an accelerated rate.
“Epidemius. Hear me, my favored son.” The voice booms across the
immaterium, but only one hears the call. The answer comes at a much
lower intensity, but it is as firm and unbreakable as the calling
signal. “Yes Father, what is your bidding?” “You are called upon once
again to leave the warp. The Tally must be taken.” “Yes, Father.” Like
a groaning oak, bent to breaking, the voice continues. “There is more.
This incursion is no minor one… nor is it ultimately led by one of my
children. You will answer to Kairos, disciple of the Liar.” Anano -
second passes… it is as great a hesitation as Epidemius could ever
give his patriarch. “As you wish, Father.” The dark god chuckled
slowly, amused by his greatest herald’s staunch response. “Does this
not bother you, my child?” Epidemius has no doubt in his black heart,
but following his Father’s greatest adversary gave him no pleasure
either. “Your wisdom is beyond my question, Father. It is not my place
to doubt.” Nurgle’s heart, or at least the diseased clump of energy/
flesh that best passed for a heart, swelled at his son’s words. He
loved all his children, but none more so than Epidemius. “As you say,
child, but be reassured that it is all for a reason. My own agenda
will be fulfilled in time. I care not for momentary ambitions; I care
not for temporary gains. My will be done, for there is nothing that
can stop it. Decay, ruin, decease… cannot be stopped and in time all
things will feel my embrace. I am the inevitable end of all things, I
am the Omega… and yet, I am the beginning.” Nurgle paused, and then
said “You will not handle this alone, though you are to be my general.
Desecras the Putrid will be my second herald at the incursion.
Together, you will see to it that my presence is felt.”
“Yes, Father. The Tally will be taken.”
it is relentless… purposeful. Unstoppable. His realm is that of life
and death, of corruption and ruin. So many do not recognize that there
is no conflict in relishing death as well as life, but to the non-
fool, they are truly one and the same. A disease is merely another
form of life, forcing its own will to live upon its prey. It’s funny
how one doesn’t see a pack of wolves hunting its prey as a “disease”,
but there really is no difference. All diseases are children of Father
Nurgle, and he loves each one of them. Decay and ruin are all parts of
life. Without them, the cycle would never complete. But the Father
does not care who understands. He does not care that he is loathed by
most. He only cares about his children, and that the cycle of life is
completed… even if, when by his hand, it is at an accelerated rate.
“Epidemius. Hear me, my favored son.” The voice booms across the
immaterium, but only one hears the call. The answer comes at a much
lower intensity, but it is as firm and unbreakable as the calling
signal. “Yes Father, what is your bidding?” “You are called upon once
again to leave the warp. The Tally must be taken.” “Yes, Father.” Like
a groaning oak, bent to breaking, the voice continues. “There is more.
This incursion is no minor one… nor is it ultimately led by one of my
children. You will answer to Kairos, disciple of the Liar.” A
second passes… it is as great a hesitation as Epidemius could ever
give his patriarch. “As you wish, Father.” The dark god chuckled
slowly, amused by his greatest herald’s staunch response. “Does this
not bother you, my child?” Epidemius has no doubt in his black heart,
but following his Father’s greatest adversary gave him no pleasure
either. “Your wisdom is beyond my question, Father. It is not my place
to doubt.” Nurgle’s heart, or at least the diseased clump of energy/
flesh that best passed for a heart, swelled at his son’s words. He
loved all his children, but none more so than Epidemius. “As you say,
child, but be reassured that it is all for a reason. My own agenda
will be fulfilled in time. I care not for momentary ambitions; I care
not for temporary gains. My will be done, for there is nothing that
can stop it. Decay, ruin, decease… cannot be stopped and in time all
things will feel my embrace. I am the inevitable end of all things, I
am the Omega… and yet, I am the beginning.” Nurgle paused, and then
said “You will not handle this alone, though you are to be my general.
Desecras the Putrid will be my second herald at the incursion.
Together, you will see to it that my presence is felt.”
“Yes, Father. The Tally will be taken.”
Special Thanks to Greg L. of Adeptus North Texas, the founder of and brains behind "The Fall of Men is Nigh"
NOTE: Mini pictured is NOT he mini being used is our game by Greg. It is representative pulled from Google
The Noob Goes to a Megabattle, or, Noob-ocalypse: 40K
So, the Noob has his very first game of Apocalypse on Patriots Day (I guess that's what they're calling it now) on Saturday, 9/11. The game pits several of the guys in my gaming group, Adeptus North Texas, against each other in pitched 40K battle goodness. The battle is being billed as "The Fall of Man is Nigh". My good friend Greg is fielding one full side of this monster all day affair: 6,000 points of Chaos Daemon evil. Greg is obviously mental keeping up with 6,000 points of anything, much less Daemons. Facing off with Greg will be 6,000 points of the Emperor's Finest, 1,500 points each of Imperial Fists, Salamanders, Ultramarines, and Black Templars. These armies (fielded by people with much more sanity, obviously) will be fielded by my buddies Matt (Imperial Fists), Pat (Salamanders), Bob (Ultramarines),and myself (Black Templars). Obviously, those of us fielding the Space Marine chapters have much more sanity than Greg outside the fact we've agreed to play in this potentially 8 hour monster and kill a Saturday (the last Saturday before my back surgery, mind you. I'll spend the last Saturday I'll be able to stand for at least 3 weeks to stand around a table and move models. Yes, I can't think of a better way to spend my last Saturday standing, either). It should be a titanic struggle if the events of 2 weeks ago Tuesday are any indication (Greg took 3,000 points of Daemons to Victory over Pat's 1,500 of Salamanders and my 1,500 of Black Templars). A good time was had by all which led Greg to dream up the monstrosity of a game ahead of us.
For those of you into the fluff of all things 40K, here's Greg's write up for the background of this titanic struggle.
"The Fall of Man is Nigh"
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| Primarch-Progenitor, to your glory and the glory of him on earth! |
The Eye sees everything. There is nothing that Tzeentch the omnipotent
cannot influence or foresee, for he is the true lord of change and the
will of magic and fate passes not unto the realm of the Imperium
without first passing through him. Kairos the Fateweaver is the acting
will of Tzeentch, and his prophetic powers are peer to none save the
great master himself. Kairos has foreseen the coming conjunction of
worlds, the alignment of fates. He has foreseen and has indeed
manipulated the coming conflagration that would see the greatest
champions of mankind crippled and cast down, setting into effect a
chain of events that would destroy them utterly. Kairos has foreseen
this, for Tzeentch has allowed him to.
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| No Pity! No Remorse! No Fear! |
Four relatively small forces of marines from four different chapters.
Yet what lies at stake is much greater than the sum of its parts. With
this stroke, a cosmic domino effect will fall into place until four of
the greatest defenders of mankind are reduced to a shadow of their
current stature. The Imperial Fists, the bastard children of Dorn who
helped defeat Horus at his greatest moment of triumph. The Black
Templars, pious and unyielding zealots of the false Emperor and also
decendants of Dorn. The Salamanders, who have been a constant thorn
since surviving Isstvan V. And lastly, the Ultramarines. The ultimate
prize will be to see Marneus Calgar’s head on a spike. Or better yet…
claimed as a champion of Tzeentch. As stalwart as he is, Kairos has
foreseen the possibility. This would surely mean the end of man and
Terra would fall like a dead branch under the weight of chaos.
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| Into the fires of battle, unto the anvil of war! |
And so Kairos calls to the other ruinous powers. As inferior as they
are to the true master, they, like a hammer or a sickle, have their
uses. With a combined effort, the humans cannot stand a chance, and
their pathetic and lamed 'Emperor' cannot save them this time. The
beginning of the end for mankind is now. Everything hinges on the
coming confrontation… the next battle… it means everything....
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| Courage and Honour! |
Full Battle Report to follow, obviously, and perhaps a teaser this Tuesday, 8/31/10, although I'm pretty sure Greg will break out one of his other armies. I'm sure with all the building and painting he has going on now for this battle he's probably going to be ready to see anyone but Daemons for a week or 2 prior and a couple of weeks after. Perhaps Imperial wargames featuring Greg's Space Wolves? Who knows. I know Greg has a couple of other armies in his bag of tricks besides Daemons and Space Wolves (I believe their some Tau and Sisters of Battle in Greg's bag, too.
I, of course, had to pass on the discount pre-order of 2 boxes of The Island of Blood with Greg as I just wouldn't have time to devote to it until after my recovery period, and any new box set sitting on the table wiould have me sitting longer than I am supposed to so soon after surgery.
"Brad, how did your intestines come to be spilling out your side following surgery?? Didn't we issue strict orders as to how long you could do any activity for 6 weeks after??"
Me: "Umm, Island of Blood???"
Dr: "Yes, that is what the ambulance is , now, after you bled in it the whole way over. The paramedics said you kept screaming 'My High Elves will fix my stomach!! Back to my house!!' "
Well, here's to me getting Tuesday night's battle report up, whatever it is, along with the Megabattle report for all you enemies of and defenders of man to chew on while I'm out.
Hmm, there will be another Tuesday between "The Fall of Man" and the actual event. Wonder what we'll be doing....
Monday, July 26, 2010
And now I've added Blood Bowl to my resume
I think I've gone completely insane. I'm playing Orks in Blood Bowl league that starts Sunday and I don't even know how to play that game.. And my local 40K group is trying to get me involved in WHFB as well.
I think I need to lie down a bit.....
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
The Templarization has begun
One thing I do hate about the codex: no ironclad dreads. I say this because I bought said ironclad, built said Ironclad, painted said Ironclad, the looked in the codex: NO IRONCLAD DREADS NEED APPLY.
I'll throw up some pics of some BT Termies I'm especially proud of, and a legal dread, plus a vee or 2.
Until then, keep rolling 6's
Monday, June 28, 2010
Well, Astronomi-con Was Fun Now, Wasn't It?
Sorry for the lack of posts recently. Attempting to paint an army basically in a week was just too much.
Astronomi-con, was, well, an absolute blast!! 6 games in 2 days gave the "Noob" some well needed table experience, and the way the Con is set up made it great.
For Dallas, they had 38 players. each Table was a different scenario, and they randomly assign players to tables, so you didn't know who you would be fighting until you sat down. At the same time you found out how the battle would go down. It was great.
I went 0-3-3, the three ties obviously being the highlights for me (2 of them were slightly in my favor which I was really proud of).I fought Tyranids, 2 Space Marine Armys, an IG army, an Ork horde, and a Tau army that shot me up into little pieces. The best part about the Dallas scene, really, is that all the players (at Astro, at least) are there for the fun. It's no real secret that I'm here for the game. The joy of playing for playing, and every one I faced at Astro seemed to just enjoy the time spent. I met some great people, saw some kick ass armies, and had a great weekend. To Mike and Chris. thanks for dragging yourselves all the way from Canada to our neck of the woods. I sincerely hope you make it back our way again.
Well, that's the update. Hope you all had a good 40K time this weekend.
Keep rolling 6's.
Astronomi-con, was, well, an absolute blast!! 6 games in 2 days gave the "Noob" some well needed table experience, and the way the Con is set up made it great.
For Dallas, they had 38 players. each Table was a different scenario, and they randomly assign players to tables, so you didn't know who you would be fighting until you sat down. At the same time you found out how the battle would go down. It was great.
I went 0-3-3, the three ties obviously being the highlights for me (2 of them were slightly in my favor which I was really proud of).I fought Tyranids, 2 Space Marine Armys, an IG army, an Ork horde, and a Tau army that shot me up into little pieces. The best part about the Dallas scene, really, is that all the players (at Astro, at least) are there for the fun. It's no real secret that I'm here for the game. The joy of playing for playing, and every one I faced at Astro seemed to just enjoy the time spent. I met some great people, saw some kick ass armies, and had a great weekend. To Mike and Chris. thanks for dragging yourselves all the way from Canada to our neck of the woods. I sincerely hope you make it back our way again.
Well, that's the update. Hope you all had a good 40K time this weekend.
Keep rolling 6's.
Monday, June 14, 2010
Day 1, Closer (Slightly) to Ready to Go
So Sunday was the first day (since my army assessment) that I had a chance to do any army work. Saturday was full (as I figured it would be) and Sunday was full enough that I had to shoe-horn in some 40K army work where I could. Keeping in mind the list from the previous post, here's what I got done yesterday. I'll get some pics up tomorrow along with tomorrow's update as there really wasn't much to photograph yesterday.
HQ: Captain - Now primed.
HQ: Chaplain - I went ahead and stripped the Chaplain. It went pretty well, and I went ahead and primed it last night. I think I can get the HQ units painted up tonight and, these being the most detailed jobs ahead, will certainly be a load off my mind.
Elite 1: 5 Man Termie Squad - These were painted and primed, but it dawned on me that the weapon combo I selected for my sergeant was not available on a helmeted model (I refuse to send any unit into battle without a helmet, my reasons for doing so will be covered in a later blog). After my discovery, I decided to tackle my first "conversion" (although what little I did probably doesn't qualify). All my terminators are from the AoBR set, so I had to saw the arms off the helmet-less Terminator Sergeant and attach them to a helmeted model. The sawing/replacing went more smoothly than I had thought, and I now have the sergeant with a helmet I desired. I re-primed him, and they are in the painting "bullpen" at the moment, waiting for the HQ choices to be completed.
Fast Attack 1: 5 Man Assault Squad - BUILT!! A minor triumph, but a triumph nonetheless.
And that was it for Sunday. Considering all the other things that landed on my plate yesterday I'm pretty pleased with what I got accomplished. Of course the elephant in the room is the unpainted Predator, the UNBUILT Predator, and the Whirlwind with only the left track assembly done. I've got them on the schedule and I will get this done prior to Saturday if I have to break the laws of physics to do it!!
Back tomorrow with updates and pics!
HQ: Captain - Now primed.
HQ: Chaplain - I went ahead and stripped the Chaplain. It went pretty well, and I went ahead and primed it last night. I think I can get the HQ units painted up tonight and, these being the most detailed jobs ahead, will certainly be a load off my mind.
Elite 1: 5 Man Termie Squad - These were painted and primed, but it dawned on me that the weapon combo I selected for my sergeant was not available on a helmeted model (I refuse to send any unit into battle without a helmet, my reasons for doing so will be covered in a later blog). After my discovery, I decided to tackle my first "conversion" (although what little I did probably doesn't qualify). All my terminators are from the AoBR set, so I had to saw the arms off the helmet-less Terminator Sergeant and attach them to a helmeted model. The sawing/replacing went more smoothly than I had thought, and I now have the sergeant with a helmet I desired. I re-primed him, and they are in the painting "bullpen" at the moment, waiting for the HQ choices to be completed.
Fast Attack 1: 5 Man Assault Squad - BUILT!! A minor triumph, but a triumph nonetheless.
And that was it for Sunday. Considering all the other things that landed on my plate yesterday I'm pretty pleased with what I got accomplished. Of course the elephant in the room is the unpainted Predator, the UNBUILT Predator, and the Whirlwind with only the left track assembly done. I've got them on the schedule and I will get this done prior to Saturday if I have to break the laws of physics to do it!!
Back tomorrow with updates and pics!
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