… O me! What fray was here?
Yet tell me not, for I have heard it all.
Here’s much to do with hate, but more with love.
Why, then, O brawling love! O loving hate!
O any thing, of nothing first create!
O heavy lightness! serious vanity!
Mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms!
Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire,
The darkness gathers: daemonettes emerge from the dawn mist
The Astartes warriors had found their targets.
Two daemon nests were uncovered. Tim’s Imperial Fists went into cleanse Mike’s Slaanesh Daemons, and James’ Excorcists-with some help from the Inquisition-took on Dave’s mixed daemon-chaos marine band.
We deployed with Vanguard Strike and used objectives to work out the winners.
The expected carnage followed. On points it is a narrow victory for the Imperium, with James decimating Dave (just a few Nurgle left – they really are hard to kill) and Mike grabbing a narrow victory over Tim, just before Mike’s daemonettes winked out of existence.
The Inquisition have no comment that they are looking for a squad of Grey Knights and their attendant Inquisitor. They were last spotted under a wave of daemonettes, possessed marines and a keeper of secrets. A spokeswoman for the Inquisition said to Faith and Steel, “Nothing to see here. Now bugger off before we bring you lot in for a loyalty audit”
David – Daemonettes rock. Take at least 15 and let them get stuck in:
James – Veteran Sergeant who took out a Keeper of Secrets single handed,
just the way the Emprah! intended.
Tim voted for a grunt with a melta-gun.
There is a theme here: generals might get the medals, but it’s the PBI that wins the war.
Not sure where to from here. It is not clear that either side can sustain this level of casualties without reinforcements, so despite recent gains the Imperium still face a significant Chaos threat.
BTW, the quote at the start is from Shakespeare (Romeo and Juliet)