the Regis Campaign Starts 6-1-15

Turn 1



turn one sees all sides moving out from there beachheads to take more land.

there are no random Events this turn.

 

City	POP	slave/slain	held by
white harbour	3		Imperial
southport	3		Tau
west hold	-	3	Tyranids
mans landing	3		Imperial
the capital	10		Imperial
south hold	5		Imperial
serpents keep	3		Imperial
blue bay	-	3	Eldar
wolfs keep	3		Imperial
maw harbour	3		Imperial
lords hold	5		Imperial
east hold	-	3	Chaos
north hold	3		Imperial
	population lost	18.00%

The area with a red boarder is a special mission area to be played vs imperial and Ork players.
Whatever side wins the most games using that mission gains that entire area as well as any others from other games this month.

-Turn 1 Mission-

After seeing the slaughter of his red tide, Rote realised that his enemy was a lot more powerful then expected. He realized that he cannot rely on just one of his plane, he would need to bring forth the whole might of his ork air force. The next time he runs into the "pointy ears" he will be ready. Heading through the Lords Forest, on his way back to the camp that held the other two warbands, Rote could hear the cries of the dying orks behind him and the tearing of Stompy Von Stompanstien metal armour as the eldar made sure that what he left behind, he would have a hard time recovering.

Strolling through the camp, he felt the stare of the orks from the other warbands, judging him, mocking him. Did he care? Not really. The great doors of The Iron Bullet's hanger, Rote's main planet side warship and base of operation, screeched open and there, looking back at him were red eyes, thousands of them. This was his army, his red tide, his Luftvaaaghger! A single mek approached him and said "Boss, its ready!" Rote did not reply, he just smiled.

This defeat did not worry Rote, this gave him a warm feeling inside, this made him happy. He finally got the war he was waiting for and boy was it gonna be a big one. He climbed on the front of The Tron Bullet and addressed his Red Tide, "My Red Tide, it has often been said that I like war.

My boys, I like war... No, friends, I love war! I love Exterminatus. I love blitzkriegs. I love defensive lines. I love sieges, charges, I love mop-up operations, and retreats.

Wars across star systems, in streets, in trenches, in grasslands, in frozen tundras, through deserts, on the sea, in the air, I love every act of war that can occur upon this planet.

I love blasting the enemy to smithereens with artillery salvos that thunder across the lines of battle. My heart leaps with joy whenever a soldier is tossed high into the air and cut to pieces by well placed sniper rounds. And there is nothing like a Mek using a stompa to destroy enemy tanks. And the feeling that comes when a human runs screaming from his blazing tank only to be mowed down by big shoota fire, is such an exquisite feeling.

Like when ranks of infantry ready their choppas rushing into the enemy line. It moves me deep within my heart to watch a fresh ork hacking over and over into the bloated chest of a long-dead human.

The sight of deserters being ripped apart by the other boys is an irresistible pleasure. And there is nothing more arousing, than the sounds made by prisoners of war dropping like flies, screaming in agony as they're mowed down by ear piercing Dakkajets!

When a band of pitiful pointy ears makes their final stand with nothing but small arms, only to have their defences smashed to atoms block by block by zaps from Kustom Mega Kannons, I'm in ecstasy."

As the doors to the hangers closed, all that was heard from with in were shouts and cheers. Get ready Regis, the war has only just begun.

(props to who ever can tell me were that quote is from )

Me and Alfie had a game for the Campaign tonight, which resulted in the death of both avatars, and a draw overall, Chaos vs Orks.

The green tide marched forwards, intent on recovering broken ork technology, the mercenary group of chaos space marines lined up in preparation for them, intent on delaying the resupplying of the Orks. The chaos were, led by Ruthac the forbidden, a chaos lord who, on bad terms with his original warband, had to hire the mercenaries for battle. Zippa the Big Mek hit some flashy buttons on his shokk attack gun, causing snotlings to violently rip out from the insides of a chaos biker, much to the amusement of the ork. Everything else moved forwards, the warboss Grozgit Thick'ead zooming forwards in Klawmeks battlewagon.

Enraged at the mockery the Big Mek made of them, the chaos quickly retaliated, a well aimed Lascannon shot from an obliterator shooting Zippa's head clean off. This did nothing to slow down the process of the orks however, and any attempts to shoot the largest mob of orks was quickly negated by the pain boy Stitchums, who upon seeing any bullet holes, would put a cork in the hole and tell the boys to "get on wit' it".

The battle was bloody, the dead count high for Chaos and Ork alike. With Ruthac on his shiny bike in sight, Grozgit jumped out from the front of his battlewagon, and charged forwards with his nobs in tow. Bellowing insults at the chaos leader while his nobs were slaughtered around him, Ruthac charged into Grozgit, the two proceeding to do battle. The scent of burning Ork and bullet riddled Nurgle hung heavy in the air as the two clashed. Ruthac, much more agile than the hulking Ork, swung his power mace down, catching the warboss in the jaw and staggering him. The warboss then leapt forwards, but rather than swinging his power klaw, instead chose to try and headbutt Ruthac.

Seeing this clumbsy move coming, Ruthac simply reversed his bike a little, causing Grozgit to instead headbutt the bike. Before Grozgit could do anything else, Ruthac smashed his maul down on the back of the foolish Orks head, causing it to smash open like a watermelon, the now headless body of the mad warboss flopping down lifelessly to the floor. However, Ruthac would not be able to celebrate this victory, for he had taken too long in killing his foe. Flying over the wreckage of a kannon, the deffkopta squad called "Da Whirlies" arrived, launching 4 rokkits directly at Ruthac. In a second, the great warrior had gone up in a fwoosh of smoke, flame, and nurgle bile. Da kaptin of da whirly pilots laughed, before the Orks decided this fight wasn't interesting, turned tail, and ran. For the Chaos, however, they left simply cause there was no one left to pay them, so they had no reason to stay and die.

Yay another win for the Eldar,

Talrin might have to be called Talrin the tepid but he is winning games and still alive so I can live with that.

Saying that in both games large pie plates have been placed directly on him and scattered off to do little or no damage so Talrin the pie dodger might also be a good title.

-----------------------------fluff---------------------------
Talrin could feel the corruption of the the land ebbing though he doubted it would ever truly be gone once touched by one of the plague father minions.

The fly’s and miasma that surrounded the Daemons had lifted with the last of the daemons themselves little more than whispers on the wind, their corporeal form fading along with their hold on reality now that there master had itself been banished back to the warp.

The towering forms of the Wraithguard moved among the dead avengers, safe from the diseases that killed there once living kin, removing there soul stones to be purified and join their well of souls back on the Craftworld, maybe even take on the form of more Wraithguard.

There was no time to mourn the dead, there search must go on or all would be lost and worst of all the ruins foretold of a new faction to contend with soon.

War spread across the surface of this world quicker than any plague yet but a few truly knew what they fought for or the stakes at cost.

nice post by the way kyle

Turn 2:
Campaign turn one is over and I am pleased with the results.
There have been a number of dead avatars this turn so I think t make things more interesting we will allow your avatar to flee from the table by moving off your table edge though you forfeit the game if you do so but you will live to fight another day.

The Orks attempt to take Lords hold was repulsed by the imperium and forced them back into the lords wood with parts of the forest now clear of Orks for the first time in hundreds of years.

The Eldar have swept out of blue bay to take take parts of the lords forest as well and making moves towards the chaos held city of East hold.

The Tyranids have layed dormant for a while but have struck from across the sea behind the chaos lines along there east coast making a beach head there.

Tau have not taken part this turn so they have lost some territory to the imperial forces.

Necrons have woken in the north and taken north hold from the imperial forces there and are in a position to take on a number of factions.



   

No.	City	POP	slave/slain	held by
1	white harbour	3		Imperial
2	southport	3		Tau
3	west hold	-	3	Tyranids
4	mans landing	3		Imperial
5	the capital	10		Imperial
6	south hold	5		Imperial
7	serpents keep	3		Imperial
8	blue bay	-	3	Eldar
9	wolfs keep	3		Imperial
10	maw harbour	3		Imperial
11	lords hold	5		Imperial
12	east hold	-	3	Chaos
13	north hold	-	3	necron
		population lost	24.00%

 
----There is a special event this turn where the side that can kill the most successful avatar from last turn counts as getting 2 victory’s…….. that would be my avatar……….oh dear.----

We'll me and tony went to war and when it came down to it line breaker and first blood won it for tony but his warlord was brought down by chaos. After some great saves by the nids they took the early lead but we brought down the flying tyrant and charged his and after some awesome save by me in a challenge I slap a melta bomb to the big sob and made him run while cultists took out hive guard and stole an objective and my warlord live to fight another day

sounds like a good close fight man  
glad you can be part of the campaign

Well round 2 goes to the chaos boys but I lost my hq sad times

Well looks like we had 3 more good games last night and good clear results as well so thank you chaps and please keep up the good work J
I hope you are all enjoying the campaign so far

 So for my game Eldar vs Sam’s necrons I got a win but there was not a lot of Eldar left at the end of the day lol




But his warlord got away to fight another day lol

i beat sams orks 7-3 i think

thanks for posting Elvis

this is the last week of turn 2 so can i please ask people to get there results in ASAP.
also seeing as next month is a half month game wise there will be no penalties for not having any games for your faction. IE you wont lose territory if you play no games

Had a battle of 2000 points against Sam, Orks vs Necrons. Sam won 8-1 with me conceding turn 4. No avatars died.
Another battle had begun. Orks had been dying left right and center, and boy were they having a blast doing so! The wierdboy Bozgub felt driven to go to battle, the waaagh energies making him tingle in funny and fairly wart covered places. They marched forwards, dust and sand stirring. Alongside the boyz were many of Big Mek Zoppa's contraptions, including a large, towering monster of ork technology, a Stompa.

Meanwhile, the necrons had woken once more. Phaeron Taq'n Veld, the leader of this force of necrons, gazed upon the what would be battlefield, as a tide of mechanical orks and their war monger dared to tread upon what was rightfully his land. He motioned to his forces to stand at the ready. They would want to act first, lest the orks get the first strike.

The metallic forces of the once slumbering necrons marched forwards to meet with the ork aggressors. Aiming at the colossal construction of Zoppa's, gauss shot after gauss shot was fired at the gargant, bits of metal plating falling from the large walkers frame. Trying to hide behind some rocks, the sneaky boyz kommado unit nearly avoided detection... Until they took an array of tesla shots to the forehead, reducing the orks to a puddle of black bubbling fungus stew.

Mad that they would dare attack his ride, the wierdboy jumped out of the Gargant's belly, followed by his posse of 19 ork boyz. As most of the orks drove forwards to engage the new foes ahead of them, Squigface put his hands to his head. In a flash of green, the wierdboy was gone, as was his retinue! But not for ever, as the mob soon re-appeared behind the main force of necrons, a puzzled look on the wierdboys head, as he "hadn't meant ta go there". The Stompa loosed bullets everywhere, missing most of it's targets and destroying a few of the metallic soldiers.

The necrons took no time to respond, Veld commanding his soldiers to turn around and open fire on the new threat, while keeping a consistent amount of firepower concentrated on the large ork walker. Canoptic wraiths glided towards a small band of gretchin, mercilessly cutting them down like wheat before a scythe. Things were looking bleak for the orks, wreckage and death strewn everywhere, the orks casualties far outnumbering the deaths of their foes.

His boyz dead, his gargant firing it's last bullets, his mek stubbing his toe. All of his fun and energy had run out, as had any courage the ork had left. Being shot at on the way, the wierdboy and the last two boys he had left turned tail and ran, one of the two orks being smacked against a rock by a triach stalker on the way. As the Gargant exploded, the Wierdboy swore at his foes, fleeing, along with the remainder of his lads. He would have his revenge. Maybe. Or he'd just carry on. Either way, the battle was won by the Necrons, the casualties suffered by the metal warriors minimal. Phaeron Taq'n Veld looked upon the battlefield, riddled with the corpses of dead orks, and the burning wreckage their vehicles left behind. If he had the muscles to, a smile would likely have been crept on his face. Perhaps. Either way, the necron lord suspected he would not see the green skin wierdboy again, or at least not for a while. Victory was his.

good bat rep there kyle

i will have to keep this sort and sweet but will flesh it out in a day or so.
i won my game vs Elvis though i will have to stop taking the wraihtknight quite so offten i feel, but to be honest all he did was kill some cultists this time round
i did kill Elvis Avatar aswell mind.... sorry elvis

Sorry mate but the worst game ever of 40k it's not just that you cram so much cheese into your list it just is not fun for me and this is the 3rd time I have played you and the 3rd time you have tabled me in 2 turns with a white wash. And without being able to take named weapons or getting very lucky with spells I can't touch t8 and without pumping another £100 into the hobby just to compete with just your army which I won't be doing I feel it just is not fun playing you budd and I won't be doing it again.


And before anyone starts to say you should take this our that my army is themed tzeentch only. Looking forward to next weeks game against some necrons

fair enough budd but again prob like my 6th game of 7th i just feel like you need to dial it back a bit like sam asked me no to bring the hell turkey so i didnt and although i beat him it went the full length but hay im throwing down the gauntlet now i want a rematch best to give me a month to ponder but i want round 2

Likewise man sorry was on edge the whole day 63.5hr week finally took its toll on me and nether of us got a game out of it I probably should have canceled

Even if it's non campaign I really Wanna try and beat that list