The rain battered down hard on the makeshift barracks in the mining district. In a corner laid the company Astropath beating his head against the floor. “Black Sun. Black Sun.” he kept repeating. He had done so for the last fourteen hours. His face was in a pulp, blood, gore and vomit covered his clothes. […]Read more "Battle Report: A fistful of Teeth"
“Ok, boys, bolt me up.” Aramis cursed the day he got his hand on Skullstalker. He loved the damn thing of course, it had saved him more times than he cared to remember and helped him land more plunder for the crew and captain than he could remember. It was a marvellous machine but he […]Read more "Paint job: Aramis in Skullstalker"
I have written a bit of lore for a tournament tomorrow. It’s a continuation of the Armageddon Crusade that we played back during Easter (check out the background lore). The tournament is a tag team tournament, 1000 points each. I’ll play my newly painted Stealer Shock army for the first time and Andreas will bring […]Read more "The Black Sun Solstice"