The Dark Harvest Part 2

My Chaos Daemons allied with Haydn's Necrons to take on a pair of Space Marine players. Each player was allocated 1000 points. I chose to only use Nurgle Daemons for this one.

This too was an enjoyable game, though my memory of some details is blurred or non-existent. My head tends to get so pumped with adrenalin during these games that I get disoriented, so that doesn’t help.

The second stage of the story revolved around Lechetern returning from the Warp to strike a bargain with Phaeron Kutlakh. They had discovered two armies of Space Marines playing Laser Tag nearby.

The two macabre lords agreed that Charlene - I mean the Charnel Lord - would harvest the flesh from the power armour of the deceased space marines while Lechetern would claim their souls.

The Space Marines had just finished the first round of their competition and it was time for the barbecue. The Ultramarines pounded the Bronto-Cattelith carcasses, repeatedly flattening them into massive scotch fillet steaks with their Drop Pods, while the Salamanders did the cooking and heating.

As the Ultramarines were about to land their Drop Pods upon the gigantic carcasses once more, they saw the meat was in the process of corruption. Nurgle had spoiled their food and this could not stand!

Not to mention one of the carcasses had morphed into Lechetern himself while Plaguebearers, Beasts of Nurgle and Plague Drones crawled out of the twisted recesses of the others. Yes, things got a bit worse and the Astartes, while angered with the meat spoilers, were thankful there were no bits caught between their teeth.

Lechetern’s host crawls out of the befouled meats while the Necrons begin the harvest (half are in reserve).

The Salamanders are very angry at the gatecrashers who had put a damper on their day off. The Ultramarines are soon to descend from the skies.

Left: That Dreadnought looks too pristine. Its lack of filth disturbs me.

Right: The drop pods are descending in earnest.

Left: A bit of a coordination error, or was the drop pod descent aimed to crush the Vindicator? Or maybe it’s a big esky full of Coca Cola the crew ordered. But seriously, our resident Drop Pod man has the worst luck. We believe a black cat ran through an entire house of mirrors at the same time and place of his birth. Poor fella. He handles it very well.

Right: The Immortals lived up to their... um... I forgot. But they didn’t die.

Left: A Salamanders tactical squad takes cover in the ruined basilica with their game faces permanently etched into their helms.

Right: Before you “oooh” and “aaaah” the work of the Ironclad, those Necrons ain’t dead; they were just hastily put in the reserve pile.

Left: The Daemons of Nurgle are eager to corrupt the Salamanders, their appetites whetted. But the poor Herald of Nurgle tripped up and fell onto one of his buddies.

Right: The Ironclad Dreadnought had landed in our lines. Lechetern was quick to greet his new metal playmate.

Vulkan Hestanes hides behind his Dreadnought. Fair enough, that sounds like an accommodating spot.

“Hey Billy, shouldn’t Pest Busters be doing something about this? I know the meat wasn’t perfect, but seriously! Damn!”

“Guys, those things aren’t gonna be any further away from us. Shoot them!”

They actually did shoot at those foul Daemons. It just proved to be a very difficult task...

Left: A tactical squad hangs onto this objective like grim death, which wasn’t far away. Meanwhile the Vindicator is still trying to drive past that blasted Drop Pod.

Right: Lechetern wrestles with the Ironclad Dreadnought named... Leon Maxima?

Left: I barely managed to avoid that Dreadnought. What a problem its power fists could have been for the Drones! The Beasts had broken a tactical squad but the members were quick to rally and add to the downpour of shots into these foul creatures.

Right: The city of drop pods is outgrowing the actual city. If there were any natives left they’d be freaking out...

“Erm... Earl, I think an angry-lookin’ space marine is runnin’ towards us.”

“No angry bugger’s a match for the children of the fly.”

Left: The dwellers below... Riddip!

Right: The Beasts opted for a disordered charge to bog down the marines. This stopped them from firing, but both sides struggled like hell to bring each other down.

Left: The Nightshroud Bomber was in fine form, blowing up the Salamanders Dreadnought and, with help from the Tesseract Ark, destroying many Space Marines. Meanwhile the lone Salamander and the ones guarding the objective opened fire upon the Plaguebearers with some much-needed support from the Vindicator.

Right: Lechetern is sated for a few seconds from swallowing a Librarian in Terminator armour. For supper he tears down one Drop Pod after another with ample assistance from the Necrons.

Left: The Vindicator takes aim, unshaken by the incoming Nightshroud Bomber.

Right: Vulkan is no slouch in combat. With the help of a pair of marines he had beaten back the Plague Drones into the Warp.

Left: I was expecting the Vindicator to obliterate most of this squad but it went way off target. Maybe the crew spilt coke all over the targeting systems. They’re gonna need some Vindex to clean that.

Right: Detaching the Herald from the Plaguebearers was a bit of a mistake. Why did I do it? Because I wanted the Plaguebearers to attack the Dreadnought and not waste the Herald’s Feel No Pain boon as it would have been nullified by the power fists. However, it was blown to pieces by the Nightshroud Bomber. The consequences weren’t too bad though.

Left: This was one hell of a grind, with the Plaguebearers vs Vulkan and a handful of marines.

Right: These devastators did land a few good shots on the Nightshroud Bomber, but their luck didn’t go further than to penetrate its armour once or twice. And by this point, the bomber had vaporised the Vindicator.

After taking little losses from the Vindicator blast, these Plaguebearers had kinda lost their momentum as the marines fought back valiantly, despite the Herald adding a fair bit of punch. I think the marines were eventually worn down, driven off the table or at least pinned in place.

Left: The Nightshroud Bomber and Tesseract Ark had scoured away so many marines...

Right: That Plaguebearer looks like it got charred, charnelle style!

Left: The marines were holding up well against the Beasts of Nurgle. I think the next pool of septic fluids they roll about in needs to be a strong acid that eats through ceramite.

Right: This zone was firmly in Necron hands.

Although it was a victory for the Necrons and Daemons, the Space Marines had performed well considering how barbecue-deprived and hungry they were. Despite their bad luck, they had started to make a comeback towards the end.

One could wonder if Lechetern’s essence had inadvertently blessed the Charnel Lord and his minions because not a single Necron died! Sure, a few were knocked down, but Haydn passed his Reanimation Protocols tests like an illegal programmer.

Lechetern and Phaeron Kutlakh, both pleased with the outcome, divided the spoils as agreed and went their separate ways. The surviving Astartes decreed they would go vegetarian after what they had witnessed.

The Dark Harvest Part 1

It was nice to play long time regular opponent Haydn once again. This time he brought a Necron army using the Maynarkh Dynasty army list in the Imperial Armour 12: Fall of Orpheus Necron army list.

This is an interesting new army and it was interesting to face the Tesseract Ark and Nightshroud Bomber. His warlord was Phaeron Kutlakh the Charnel Lord and the fact that he could go insane at any time and grant me a Slay The Warlord victory point without dying was an interesting weakness. On the other hand, his attacks inflict Instant Death, which is just one thing that makes him worth using.

After playing a 1500 point game we teamed up against two Space Marine players (1000 points per player). Two macabre evils versing the Imperium.

Lechetern’s host encountered an evil as ancient and sinister as himself - the Necrons of the Oroskh Dynasty. He had faced Necrons and was more than familiar with them, but he sensed a dark insanity stirring within these automatons. Being an atavistic beast himself, he was intrigued.

There was a number of reasons he was especially eager to engage these Necrons:

• They were after the Pendant of Defleshment - an artefact that could better serve their blood tithe crusades by stripping flesh from bone with greater ease and speed. Lechetern assumed this could only be detrimental. He wanted it in his hands to ensure his work would continue unabated. Perhaps he could find a way to make it serve his purposes.
• He also reasoned that bringing defeat to another insane dominion would bolster his dread reputation amongst realspace. It is his quest to establish himself as the ultimate horror of the galaxy. Yes, this invites delusions on his behalf; who says Daemons are mentally sound?
• Furthermore, as with any other foe he wished to visit his virulent gifts upon them and see how it could mix with their curse. Of course, he was hoping to erode their well being even further.

The Chaos Daemons launch their assault. By Lechetern's command they must not let the Necrons have the artefact.

The Necrons prepare to repel the Daemons and seize the Pendant of Defleshment at any cost. The Nightshroud Bomber (Haydn may or may not be adding conversions to this) and Deathmarks await in reserve.

 

The Nightshroud Bomber is to be feared as it has armour values of 12 on all sides, plus the bonus protection of Quantum Shielding (+2 armour on each side aside from the rear) and holds 5 bombs, each Strength 8, AP1 and having a Large Blast effect. It had some other weapon but I can’t remember off the top of my head what it is. But it’s not the Death Ray.

 

The Daemons use this ruined fortress to their advantage. It's especially an advantage for the Plague Drones, considering their Shrouded rule.

And there is the Phaeron Kutlakh the Charnel Lord, seething with insanity and ready to deal death to anyone who gets in his path.

The Necron Warriors and their Cryptek observe the Plague Drones looming in the distance. Well, at least most of them were paying attention.

 

Lechetern’s gaze falls upon the ideal testbed for his diseases. A shame he didn’t gaze for much longer than this point.

 

Is that my fingertip or a glimpse of a Skullcannon in the bottom right corner? The Tesseract Ark had destroyed 10 Plaguebearers and the Herald in one turn with one of its several impressive modes of fire (no wonder four of them look like they've been badly burnt). The one Haydn used consisted of five (!!!) small blast shots. To make matters a tad worse, being hit by these blasts requires the models to take a Difficult Terrain test in my next Movement Phase.

The good news (for me) is that the first Flamer drop was a success. The bad news is I just noticed some have slight blemishes on their backs because I used to be slack at cleaning model joins. Bugger!

 

It didn’t bode well to charge the Plaguedrones into the Flayer King and his Immortals. I was hoping to thin out some numbers with them before they were slain. On the plus side, they were held up for a bit by that last drone on his last wound (after Daemonic Instability).

The Beasts of Nurgle (Riddip! Intruders! Riddip!) and the Skullcrusher tried to halt the Deathmarks, hoping to bog them down and weigh them down with a sheer number of attacks. But owing to some good armour saving throws from Haydn, they were able to squash my froggies into disgusting warp-paste.

The Screamers on the other hand, swarmed upon the Necron Warriors that survived the Flamer attack and tore them to shreds, running down the survivors. They were then ready for their main objective – the Tesseract Ark.

The Deathmarks were even nastier for me than usual – they reduced Lechetern to below half his wounds. Mind you there were two squads, each with 5 or 6. One of them had marked him (meaning they wounded him on 2+). A nearby Necron Warriors squad finished him off and yes, he was yet again displeased. When has he ever not been angry about something? Even with Feel No Pain (4+) he couldn’t handle the vast number of shots.

The Necrons peered at the remnants of the Plaguebearers and advanced towards the relic. But their Difficult Terrain test result was so low (off the top of my head it was 1 or 2) that they didn’t even enter the crater. Even the deathless (and insane in the case of the Maynarkh Dynasty) must tread carefully.

I was surprised at how long the Screamers were able to linger right next to the Tesseract Ark. That would owe to some unlucky shots and some lucky Invulnerable saves. Not that they managed to destroy the vehicle. They took off one hull point but that was it.

 

The Skullcannons and the Deathmarks were still there. The remains of one Plaguebearer squad had bogged one squad down for a bit, but not for long. I was hoping to ram the Deathmarks to death but mark my words: it was very fruitless and now I need a banana. Although eventually one Skullcannon fell, this was for the most part the Stalemate Corner.

My other unit of Herald-led Plaguebearers did surprisingly well against the Flayer King’s cohort. Although the Herald died in the first round of combat, the Plaguebearers were doing fine like a pestilential wine. Maybe it would have been better to hold back the Plague Drones until the Plaguebearers were in.

In the words of Haydn, “hey you damn fish, stop biting my car!”

 

And so the great bog down continues between two tar-pitting units.

The more Nurgle-inclined Flamers had a less than successful Deep Strike, scattering 12 inches and landing right on the board edge! Two got zapped before the unit was of any use, but the sole survivor and the remaining two Flamers in the other squad incinerated this Necron Warrior squad. The survivors were then assaulted and cut down.

Now here is another Stalemate Province. The Tesseract and Screamers struggled to bring each other down - especially the latter. It would have been handy if the surviving stingray had capitalised on its luck by not fang-fumbling.

This Skullcannon just wouldn’t die. Neither would the Necrons surrounding it. They might as well have been playing Volleyball at this point.

With a little help from the Flamers, the Plaguebearers whittled the retinue down to the king himself before he slew them all. As tough as they are, Immortals aren’t entirely meant for combat but they had the Charnel Lord. In the left shot the last two Plaguebearers don’t seem to look like they know what they’re doing. One looks like he’d rather do the limbo under that warscythe.
 

The Tesseract Ark zooms off in search of another target, having finally blasted the last Screamer.

As impressive as the Nightshroud Bomber was, with armour values of 14 owing to Quantum Shielding and with five Strength 10 AP1 bombs it had trouble destroying the Skull Cannons because of my lucky Invulnerable Savemanship.

The battle would have been a stalemate had Lechetern not being slain and had the Deathmarks not delved deep behind his lines. Although both sides were reduced to a fraction of their forces, the remaining Daemons sensed the Necrons’ advantage and their presence in realspace suddenly diminished.

In other words, Haydn earned Slay The Warlord and Line Breaker. He also earned First Blood but I’m not sure how properly I can fit this into the story. None of us even touched the relic so we relied on secondary objectives alone to determine the winner. I had achieved none, so victory was firmly in Haydn’s robotic hands, so rusty and cold.

Without warning, the Pendant of Defleshment disappeared. The Charnel Lord’s disappointment could have stripped the flesh from a thousand unlucky beings if it were a knife. But this was no victory in Lechetern’s eyes; for all he knew the pendant was not truly gone and someone else could claim it.

Confident that Lechetern and his host had been defeated, the Charnel Lord had bought himself time to seek out the artefact he desperately wished to claim. He too knew it had simply disappeared elsewhere. He briefly wondered if this was trickery on behalf of the Eldar and that the artefact could even have been an illusion to draw two of their worst enemies into conflict. Nonetheless, the blood tithe will still be met in his search, so no time would truly be wasted for one who has an eternity ahead of him.

Assuming you are still reading to this point, be on the look out for the next stage of The Dark Harvest, where Lechetern and his Nurgle host have made a deal with Phaeron Kutlakh and the macabre duo take on the Ultramarines and Salamanders (1000 points per player).