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Wood Elves vs Chaos Marauders, Illustrated Bat Rep / Story
« on: February 09, 2009, 09:09:21 PM »
The Western Yusak’s brush with the Forest

Isobral wanted to be the one to give the news to her sister Aelhma, for she could remember only too well how Aelhma had suffered after the terrible battle a year ago. It had taken her sister three months even to speak, another two to re-assume her responsibilities as leader of the kindred. Isobral thought it entirely possible that when Aelhma heard that the kindred must fight again it might re-open that spiritual wound, and she wanted no-one else in the kindred to see their Lady Spellweaver in such a state.

Yet when the words were said, Isobral was surprised to see her sister Aelhma react with a cold calmness. The Spellweaver simply told Isobral to summon all the force she could. After having been driven from their old forest valley by the dwarves, neither of them was going to allow the kindred to lose their new home too. Isobral did as her sister asked, and within three days every fighting elf in the kindred was armed and garbed for war, and the forest spirits once again had awoken in anger and joined the host. The spirits wouldn’t (or couldn’t) say it, but they remembered only too well what the dwarves had done in the west, and now in the east they could not allow another dark incursion of woodcutters and fire-starters.


Out on the steps to the east of the forest the Western Yusak Horsemen were riding towards the forest. Not for two decades had they all gathered in such strength, but not before had they such reason. This time they did not follow their chieftain, but a demon prince. The tribal shaman had brought the terrifying creature forth with their prayers and incantations, and the proud and mighty creature would accept nothing less than complete subjugation of the tribe. The warriors were quick to accept, for they knew that they would only be cursed by the gods for their cowardice if they did not.

And so the tribe turned to chaos as so many had done. Their shaman showed signs of the transformation first, both mutating. One took to wearing flowing robes which concealed his whole body, but the other took to going about practically naked so that the warriors of the tribe could see the ‘gifts’ he had been blessed with, namely extra mouths all over his body and a pair of horns extending from his chin and crown which made his head in profile look like Morrsleib when half full.

These were not the only changes. While the bulk of the warriors carried new battle banners and painted new designs on their shields, one warband began to dress only in black cloth and dull armour, and fastened horns from a multitude of beasts to their helms and shields. The tribes dogs became ever more ferocious, and thenTrolls and Ogres came at the Demon Prince’s beckoning to serve him and fight by the horse warriors’ side. The old chieftain’s son sealed himself perpetually into strange armour and took to riding a huge destrier of quite unsociable habits. He also carried a massive banner sporting the rune of chaos, which shone with a magical energy that could drive all the warriors riding beneath it into a frenzy.

And then what to some seemed the strangest transformation. An entire warband, blessed and favoured by their new Lord, killed their horses in a grand gesture that they had put aside the past, and garbed themselves in every piece of armour they could find, even those taken from dead enemies in ancient times. They called themselves the demon’s Chosen, and took to camping away from the Horse Warriors, as if they could not bear to be close to that which they considered so beneath them.



Thus was the young army of chaos that rode (and ran) towards the forest, eager to taste their first victory in service of the gods of chaos and their nightmarish Lord.

The field of battle was not to be the forest itself, for Aelhma’s kindred could not bring themselves to allow such trespass, even if it might benefit them tactically. No, the field of battle was to be the rough ground to the east of the forest edge, where trees grew only sparsely amongst the rocky hills and rugged, moss-covered ground. Aelhma was pleased that two little woods sat in the middle of the field – she knew that she could make use of them. When she turned to mention this to her sister, the cheeky youngling winked at her, and said:

“Yes, I know, I can see them. I can be clever too, you know.”



Aelhma ordered her force into a line of battle. This time she would make sure the magic her and her sister and brother could bring to the field could be employed against the enemy as soon as possible. Her brother, barely grown into adulthood, chose bravely to advance with one body of Glade Guard, while Isobral could not bring herself to leave her sister’s side (for she loved her dearly) and so the two of them stood with the other Glade Guard.  The Treeman, Dryads and Wild Riders once more formed a hammer head, ready to smash and break whatever came before them, while the Tree Kin and third body of Dryads looked to guard the flank – as unlike the dwarfs, the foe the kindred now faced was very mobile indeed and might easily look to gallop right around to attack from the side. The Warhawk Riders settled behind their Lady and waited to see how they might commit themselves, knowing full well that they were highly likely to have to sacrifice themselves for the greater good.



The Western Yusaks came on fast. Their left was where they put their fastest riders and their hunting hounds, but also the Chosen thought to come on there, and the Ogres came on behind. Both Shaman decided that they would march with the Chosen, though whether this was because they would not stoop to be with any other warriors or whether they looked for safety amongst them, no-one dared to ask.



In the centre came the main bodies of Horse Warriors, the Black Horse, the Wolfpelts and the Red and Green band. Each had always ridden as one warband, and it didn’t occur to any to change that habit now. The Demon Prince oddly chose to out himself out on the far right flank of the tribe, and less mysteriously commanded the Trolls to advance close to him. He knew that without him to guide them, they would likely become worse than useless, perhaps even a hindrance.



So were drawn the lines of battle. In the centre of the Wood Elf line the Old Oak creaked and groaned as his branches swirled and clawed at the air. Two bodies of Dryads clustered at his roots as if they were somehow his offspring, while the Wild Riders sounded their horns the signal that they were ready for the advance.



To be continued.
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Offline Fandir Nightshade

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Re: Wood Elves vs Chaos Marauders, Illustrated Bat Rep / Story
« Reply #1 on: February 09, 2009, 09:42:57 PM »
Padre looks fantastic ....I love those big marauder horsemen units.

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Re: Wood Elves vs Chaos Marauders, Illustrated Bat Rep / Story
« Reply #2 on: February 10, 2009, 06:27:54 AM »
These armies are so awesome!..........I love seeing armies that don't look typical :-D

Thanks for posting this.. :::cheers:::
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Re: Wood Elves vs Chaos Marauders, Illustrated Bat Rep / Story
« Reply #3 on: February 10, 2009, 06:51:25 AM »
haha is that wood elf army actually made out of sticks? Thats awesome! :happy:

Sweet battle reports Padre, I love reading them with pictures and yours always has fully painted armies which is extremely awesome.

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Re: Wood Elves vs Chaos Marauders, Illustrated Bat Rep / Story
« Reply #4 on: February 10, 2009, 08:58:39 PM »
Part 2

As the armies closed, hidden in the northernmost woods the Waywatchers prepared for battle, nocking their arrows and peering through the concealing foliage to see which enemies approached.



The Yusaks advanced towards their sylvan foe, their demonic Lord swooping down to land right next to the woods where the Waywatchers sheltered. He hoped to scare them away by his very presence alone, yet they were to prove themselves made of sterner stuff than that.

The left flank of the Yusak’s battle line came on fast, every unit there surging onwards, the warhounds leading the way and the fastest horse warriors (armed with throwing axes) following close behind. All hoped to engage the foe before too many deadly elven arrows could be loosed at them – even the dogs seemed to know that their lives depended on reaching the enemy soon.



In the centre of the Yusack battle line, however, the Black Horse moved rather less enthusiastically forwards, while the two other even more massive bodies of horse hardly moved at all. None could not decide who exactly should have the honour of passing between the trees first. Besides, they feared some elven trap and thought perhaps the Trolls ought to be stupid enough to spring any such snare. And indeed the Trolls, obedient to their Lord and quite able to follow his gestures of command, lolled forwards as best they could. No worries concerned them regarding who might first pass between the trees, mainly because it never occurred to them that there might be some enemy plan afoot. Such considerations were quite outside the bounds of their wit. The Demon Prince pointed and they went towards where he pointed. That was thought enough to fill their entire mind!



The Demon Lord and his two shamanic lieutenants, both quite powerful in their mastery of magic, thought fit to unleash what magic they could, hoping thereby to befuddle and disorganise the foe. It was not to be, however, as what they did manage to cast was dispelled by the elven Spellweaver and singers.

Now came the first real sign of the courage the elves had brought to the field – for the Waywatchers in the wood did not just stand their ground in the face of the terrifying Demon, but better still advanced towards it and unleashed their arrows into it at very close range.



The Warhawk riders decided to support their brave scouts and flew to the flank of the Demon Prince, adding what arrows they could to the cloud that would fall upon him. The central Glade Guard, in a moment of hesitation regarding what foe presented the greatest threat, failed to wheel properly and thus bring the Demon Prince into the sight of all their warriors. As a consequence they only managed to shoot a handful of arrows. Together, however, the combination was enough to draw the demon’s blood and injure him. He began to worry that maybe his bold advance was foolishness as well as fearlessness.

Now came Aelhma and her sister’s chance to make their first real contribution, and an effective one at that. Both of them, as well as their brother and the Treeman, all willed the pair of woods to move – to close together. The Demon Lord cared not a jot for dancing trees and so gave them no heed, but this would be his undoing. One wood moved to completely block the advance of the Black Horse, while the other drew closer to its neighbour and thus reduced the gap between them.



Now none of the Yusack horse warriors knew how they might pass through that gap. Not only were the trolls in their way, but the gap itself was so small as to force the two main units to reform before they could do so, and all that to emerge unsupported in the face of Elven arrows and two flanking forces of Tree Spirits. None of the warband’s champions wanted that, and so the faltered and looked about for another way to close on the enemy.

Meanwhile, Aelhma eyed her demonic adversary and some part of her was wise enough to know what his next move would be – he would come after her, and would come quick before more arrows could pierce his red flesh. With this in mind she cast her last spell, the Twilight Host, upon the Glade Guard she was with. Now the warriors were suffused with a magical courage, and they would flinch that bit less should the horrible Demon Lord approach.

Of course, he did come, flying overhead to set down right behind the Aelhma’s Guard. There his very breath could be smelt, the act of folding his leathery wings heard, and the heat given off by his hellish form felt. He glared at them, and as he began to conjure up his magics limbs and tentacles erupted from the ground upon which he stood.



To be continued …
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Offline Von Kurst

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Re: Wood Elves vs Chaos Marauders, Illustrated Bat Rep / Story
« Reply #5 on: February 11, 2009, 01:22:18 AM »
Episode 3!!!  Episode!!! What happens next!

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Re: Wood Elves vs Chaos Marauders, Illustrated Bat Rep / Story
« Reply #6 on: February 11, 2009, 09:45:30 AM »
Go on then ... part 3:

The Trolls advanced as best they could, coming to a halt as the outermost one encountered the trees. As they pondered (slowly) what to do the three main horse regiments all turned to their left to begin their advance around the flank. If things worked out for them, then their outriders and hounds would have drawn the enemy on, disorganised their line, and the heavier horse could smash in to the Wood Elves’ flanks and rears.



None of the Yusak warriors on the left flank of the line could charge, for the elves were shifting back away from them, buying time for more arrows to be unleashed. Still, the Demon Prince and his shamans were glad of the time, and killed two Glade Guard on the Elves’ far right flank, and making the Elves expel all their magical defences trying to stop the incantation called Pandemonium. Then the Demon Lord summoned what he really wanted, and in a hail of fireballs and blasts, slew seven of the Glade Guard stood before him.

Aelhma did not flinch, nor her sister, and the sight of this reassured her hesitant warriors, who stood their ground in the face of the awful assault. As they reeled and prepared for worse to come, two of the bands of Dryads hurled themselves at the Yusak’s dogs and the already weakened outriders with axes. The first of these Forest Spirit bands had impetuously (as is their wont) misjudged the charge, and fell short of contact, but the latter forced the horsemen to choose to flee. This was a bad choice, for they galloped through the Ogres behind them, and even though the will of chaos spurred this entire army on, the Ogres fled too!



Aelhma’s brother broke from his Glade Guard out on the right flank and ran alone towards his sisters and the fearsome Demon before them. In fact, umpteen of the elves’ units thought their only choice was to rush to the aid of their Spellweaver – the Demon Lord just had to be killed. The central Glade Guard turned to face their foe, (almos) calmly preparing their bows. The Waywatchers burst out of the woods to sight the Demon, and the Warhawks swooped over to land behind him. A veritable storm of arrows would be unleashed this time, and many at a very deadly short range. But Aelhma had learned the hard way that in battle one must not assume anything, and thus she wordlessly signalled her sister to prepare also for a magical offence against the demon. The elves would throw as much as they could possibly do at the hellish Prince.

In the centre of the field the Tree Kin and third band of Dryads moved to set a trap for the Trolls, as both could see the ungainly creatures were slowing as if befuddled, and would soon surely present an easier target than they had before.



On the elves’ far fight the Treeman strolled up to support the two Dryad units who had charged, while the Wild Riders trotted up behind and readied themselves to face whatever was the source of the thunderous sound of hooves coming from beyond the woods.
 


This time the Yusak’s wielders of magic found a way to stop each and very elven incantation, such that two carefully prepared scrolls were needed. This meant that it would have to be arrows that took the Demon Lord from this world. Aehlma’s Glade Guard did the honours: before the other Elves could shoot, their arrows tore right through the Prince of Hell and he vanished with an agonised (or angry?) scream. Less dramatically, on the far right, the other Glade Guard quietly destroyed the first of the two units of Warhounds.

In desperation, and before the consequences of the death of their demonic Lord could sink in, the Yusak’s began their charges. Hounds and outriders hurled themselves into the Dryads…



… while the rest of the Horse warriors manoeuvred behind to follow up the charge. It seemed that the real fight was to begin (even though Aehlma was beginning to wonder if the battle was inn fact already won – which was no vain thought, but one of common sense).



The Ogres rallied before they left the field, and the band of Chosen, the two Shaman sheltering with them, advanced hoping to support the outriders already in combat. Both Shamans cast the Flickering Fire of Tzeench at the Treeman, knowing how damaging this spell could be to a creature formed of wood. But only one spell got through, and it only weakly harmed the giant foe (2 wounds).



The Dryads fighting the hounds slew all but one, and chased off the last – it’s whimper ended as it was torn to pieces, and the Dryads found themselves smashing into the Chosen. Both Shamans cursed that they were in the fighting rank of this unit (they had been forced to take this position to cast their fire magic), for they had just seen how ferocious the Dryads could be in combat. Their fear would turn out to be quite justified.

The other dryads slaughtered all the marauders facing them and strange was the silence as they stepped over the corpses and wounded, thrashing horses. They could see the massed ranks of horse warriors coming around the woods, and they knew who they must kill next.

To be continued.
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Re: Wood Elves vs Chaos Marauders, Illustrated Bat Rep / Story
« Reply #7 on: February 11, 2009, 03:20:08 PM »
Do you know which company makes those winged hussar models?
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Re: Wood Elves vs Chaos Marauders, Illustrated Bat Rep / Story
« Reply #8 on: February 11, 2009, 06:25:11 PM »
Technically no company does. The firgures are really old (early 80s) 25mm First Crusaders from a Glasgow compnay I think was called Warrior Miniatures, but I am not at all sure. The hussar wing things I got loose in a bargain bucket at some wargames convention and decided to stick onto the back of the figures. So the figures are a mish mash, kit bash effort. Sorry.
PS: Re: the story so far - can you guess who's gonna win?
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Re: Wood Elves vs Chaos Marauders, Illustrated Bat Rep / Story
« Reply #9 on: February 11, 2009, 07:25:23 PM »
Warrior Miniatures are still going, I bought a huge load of 15mm romans from them not so long ago - cheap as chips too
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Re: Wood Elves vs Chaos Marauders, Illustrated Bat Rep / Story
« Reply #10 on: February 11, 2009, 07:25:56 PM »
PS: Re: the story so far - can you guess who's gonna win?

Chaos.
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Re: Wood Elves vs Chaos Marauders, Illustrated Bat Rep / Story
« Reply #11 on: February 11, 2009, 07:37:13 PM »
Arrrgh! Episode 4!  From what I can tell Chaos started off with bad deployment, and now have sacrificed their General for no good reason.  They've lost the trolls for the rest of the battle unless a hero joins them...But dryads are fighting Chosen.  This looks like Wood Elf payback. (Is Uryens the Chaos commander?)
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Re: Wood Elves vs Chaos Marauders, Illustrated Bat Rep / Story
« Reply #12 on: February 11, 2009, 10:11:56 PM »
Uryens was not the commander. I'd have lost if he had been - he slaughtered me last week. Oh, and Uryens, I can win battles every now and again, ye of little faith.

The fourth and final part:

Now came another chance for the Elven warriors to strike, as the Dryads threw themselves at the Yusak’s Black Horse regiment. These warriors turned out to have a fatal flaw in their affected ferocity – the Tree Spirits fearsome appearance quite disturbed them, and they galloped away in fright out of the Dryads’ reach. Luckily for the Yusaks, their flight failed entirely to perturb the Green and Red regiment they passed through, because the Exalted Champion leading these latter warriors held aloft a banner imbued with magic, the kind that made them frenzied for battle and quite careless of others’ misfortunes.



To the left of the Elven line the Waywatchers now moved to sight the rear of the Yusak Horse, and were joined in this by the Warhawks. Soon the Yusak’s would really start to feel the tremendous power of the Elves’ accuracy in archery.

The Tree Kin charged into the side of the stupid Trolls as they clumsily emerged from the gap between the woods, an act which allowed the Wild Riders and the Dryads to move right across the front of the Trolls knowing that the foul creatures could do them no harm.



And so the Elves prepared their line for the final attacks. All three spell-casters were now with the Glade Guard in the centre, and each was ready to hurl magical harm at any foes that emerged around the trees. First they danced the woods to once again get in the way of the enemy, then they called upon the fury of the woods to bring down five of the horsemen. The Warhawks brought another down with their bows, and upon the far right the second body of Glade Guard slew three more horse warriors. The Yusak were being ground down, although only those not overwhelmed with fury knew it.

The Trolls failed to harm the Tree Kin, while one of them was wounded. Now stupid they might be, but not stupid enough to think that they were going to win this fight. They fled, squealing, and the Tree Kin hacked them to pieces from behind. The Tree Kin thus came to move into the woods, ever closer to the horse warriors. It was not only the Trolls who proved worthless in battle, for the Dryads killed one of the Shamans in the front rank of the Chosen, and also laid low the Champion and a Chosen. With only one Dryad killed, the fight was once again going the Elves’ way, and the Chosen took to their heels as so many of their comrades had done. Unsurprisingly, the Dryads were merciless when they caught them, and then ran on to charge the Ogres too.

At last the Yusak’s main Horse regiments could deliver a charge, and both did so, into the two units of Dryads on the Elven right. Perhaps the sight of this inspired their brethren, for the Black Horse now rallied. But even here the might of the Yusak proved illusory – for the Wolfpelts were defeated by the Tree Spirits and broke and ran. They then were killed as they fled. Perhaps the loss of their Demon Prince meant that their gods no longer favoured them? Whatever the truth, the Yusak were being butchered.

Yet there was one Warband still fighting, the frenzied Green and Red Horse. They easily dispatched the little unit of Dryads facing them, losing only one warrior in the process, then ran down the last two. And so they came on, to find themselves surrounded by Elves.



The Treeman could charge them, as could the Wild Riders, but this was not Aelhma’s will. She signalled that arrows would be employed for this final part of the battle, and her order was happily accepted. The Treeman and Riders of Kurnos made their way to the rear flanks of the frothing Yusak warriors, and the rest of the elves, whether armed with bows or wands, prepared for what needed to be done.



The crazy warriors were riddled with arrows. When their last charge was finally made, in the face of yet more arrows, only the Exalted Champion and one warrior remained to slam into the Elves.



To the rear Dryads defeated and ran down the Ogres, while the Black Horse simply stood and watched, bemused by the totality of the tribe’s defeat. Of course, the Glade Guard could not stand against an Exalted Champion, umpteen were felled and they fled. But the Champion and his last warrior were exhausted, and could not catch the fleet footed Elves.

The Champion turned to see the three Elven spellcasters and the Glade Guard looking at him …



… as well as the Elven noble leading the Wild Riders …



…and even the Warhawks had their bows at the ready and aiming at him…



It was his last moment and he knew it. The Western Yusak’s would be, in one moment, no more.

(Result = Battle conceded by Chaos player, a massacre.)

Note: The dice blessed me I know. But there was also the sad fact that the chaos army player had not used the force before (neither had I), which might have made things even easier for me. Then again, I am no expert with Wood Elves, as was made plain in my previous battle!

Hope you enjoyed this.

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Offline Von Kurst

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Re: Wood Elves vs Chaos Marauders, Illustrated Bat Rep / Story
« Reply #13 on: February 11, 2009, 10:31:25 PM »
Woot!

Great looking report with the usual captivating narrative... I like the look of the Chaos army, pity one of GW's wouldn't look that way.
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Re: Wood Elves vs Chaos Marauders, Illustrated Bat Rep / Story
« Reply #14 on: February 11, 2009, 10:38:14 PM »
I love your pictured battle reports Padre! :happy:

Definatly keep on posting them!
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Offline Uryens de Crux

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« Reply #15 on: February 11, 2009, 11:58:01 PM »
Excellent as always, and I am quite glad that I was wrong in my predictions  :::cheers:::

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