Rise of Bastion Quol - Skaven vs Brettonia - Campaign game 1
Sean and I had our first game in a 6 game mini campaign. This game we used the "Storm the walls" battle plan. We will use the SCGT legacy pools to select our armies. In this game Skaven start with 70 pool choices's and the Brettonian's with 35 pool choice's. The command ability from the battle plan, will allow the Brettonian general to summon (we changed it from demons to....) reinforcement's. The Skaven general will get a war chant that will add +1 to hit rolls, for units within 12 inches.
The realm of plague is not massively venerated in Clan Mkrytus, but a few devotes exist, the most powerful among them was Plague Priest Ponitrid. After many years of petitions, the council final found a task for him to prove his worth.
With territory expanding it was only a matter of time before, the clan found the human kingdom to the south.
Always prepared the clan lords sent a small scouting force to investigate and weaken the defenses. This was to be Ponitrid's proving ground.
With a claw of gutter runners and pack of giant rats, to command he set upon a campaign of sabotage and plague, to weaken the populace and the defense of their northern city.
Twice the holy number of days later Arch Warlock Trask, brought a small host to inspect the work.
"Very good" the metallic buzz of of Trasks amplified voice boomed. "The city walls are broken and no gate in the portcullis."
"Yes I have done as asked, the man-things sicken, and the stone-wall crumble. I have done as the council asked-told me." The phlegm filled slur of Plague priest Ponitrid reply's.
In truth Tracks optics showed the disrepair of the walls and gate to be the ravages of time rather than recent action. But he could not denie the stench of man-thing sickness on the night air.
"Quiet, well no time to waste let us use our surprise, you can take the right flank, my lieutenants will take the center and I the Left." The right flank and center looked exposed to man thing arrows best to take the cover through the wood on the right, Trask thought to himself.
"W..What? you wish to attack now?" Stammered the priest.
DeploymentLeft to right - 10 Giant Rats, Packmaster, 3 Jezzials, Rattling Gun, 10 Clanrats, Warp fire thrower, 20 Stormvermin, Warlord, Battle standard bearer, 10 Clanrats, Poison wind mortar, 10 Clanrats, Arch Warlock. 5 Gutter runners will infiltrate.
|Men at arms hold the gate.|
Trask hopes the gutter runners have already infiltrated the castle as his metalic voice signals the attack.
Squeaks and squeals alerted him to the clanrats rushing to his aid. He swished his tail in annoyance, and the momentry laspe in concentration allowed a Knighting hit his esteemed self, he snarled in anger.
Fighting hard Trask, turns ready to duck another blow, only to see the knight jerk suddenly in his saddle, he topples forward, a massive hole in his back where the Jezzials round took him in the center mass.
|Through the realm gate.|
Tiring of the game, Arch warlock Trask raises his powered claw, points it at the last horseman and incinerated him in hot warp flame.
The gun rattles off a dream of shots into the choking knights adding to their misery, but the warpfire thrower is over loaded and is partially damaged.
Suitably inspired 6 vermin charge the gate house. (+1 to hit, reroll 1's, +1 attack, and inspired) they kill and large number of the defenders and only lose one of their own.
"Excellent," Trask mutters to himself "the council will be pleased, that diseased fanatic won't be returning the Bastion." He smiles inside his helm, knowing his secret mission had been made all the easier.
But the flesh former angered by the death of his pack, assumes command together he and the Clanrats kill most of the remaining knight
Trask watch's as the Lance's hit home, impaling the fire thrower crew and wounding then rattling gunners.
"Mortar team, re locate, 12 tails left, line through the gate, lob shot over the wall, extreme range, four fifth's extra pressure, 30 degree."
A tribute to how well trained his teams are they follow his instructions with out hesitation. The shot lobs over the wall and the glass bomb shatters amongst the man-things, the green cloud chokes most to death, the rest flee from the fiendish weaponry.
Fantastic scenario, I might've started with a lot more on the board but all those knightly reinforcement's certainly had me worried. And writing the report in the 1st person point of view was a massive challenge, thanks Sean the game and the writing challenge both made me push myself to be better.