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Regiments of the B&C: One for All


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So I've been writing(still do) about my Sviar worlds. And I haven't collected all about the armed forces in one place(the 300 words column), I hope thats ok? You'll have a clear picture of the organisation when you read it, if I manage to publish it in time(so much left).So far the Chapters with the information you seek is in:

Sviars history

Sviar 1 (the Skitarii among others)

Sviar 3(imperial Navy and more)

Olofs legacy( have't writen it yet though)

Armed forces(of course)(still unwriten)

The story about the Guardsman(haven't writen it yet)

And some little information in Sviar 2.

Sadly there isn't a chapter that is complete. I certainly have to cut much to have a small chance to get it done in time, so without further ado back to writ...ehum I mean back workteehee.gif

That's ok, it's all part of the Regiment's back story after all right?

 

I finished my model today, I will be completing my vow tomorrow :) Don't forget the challenge ends on Sunday those who have yet to post an image of their completed model!


Atrekan Heavy 10’s


The Atreka system sits on the northward boundaries of the segmentum Solar. The region is a focal point of military strength being close to the Angels of Fury Adeptus Astartes homeworld Ingiga as well as the Naval world of Archimedes III.



2 types of imperial guard regiments are drawn from the system, the armoured regiments from the heavily industrialised Arteka Primus, and the light infantry ranger regiments who are recruited from its jungle moon Arteka Nouveu.



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The naming and numbering of the regiments from Arteka Nouveu follows the standard Imperial guard custom. IE, the 78th Artekan Rangers. As is usual within the wide organisation of the imperial fighting forces each Ranger regiment has an unofficial nickname, so the 195th Artekan Rangers call themselves “The Spectres”, the 225th are known as the “Black Boots” and so on.



The Armoured regiments from Arteka Primus vary from this standard numeration protocol often adding a plural notifier to the end of their regimental number. IE, Artekan Heavy 101’ers. This adapted number moniker becomes the unofficial nickname of the Heavy regiments and guardsmen will often refer to themselves as this number. IE “I’m a 99’er! Shoot straight, talk straight”



The most prestigious and longest serving Artekan regiment is that of the Heavy 10’s. Famed throughout the sector for its well drilled armoured companies, the Heavy Ten’s pride themselves on being able to punch a hole through anything, whether it be fortified stone or heathen xenos flesh.



The Tens are renowned for their hard hitting sentinel squadrons, often heavily armoured and sporting hunter killer missiles and auto cannons. Many a foe has been tricked into concentrating on tackling the leman Russ squadrons only to be massacred from a flank charge of these deadly vipers followed by squads of Chimera borne veteran squads wreaking havoc with their melta weaponry and demolition charges.



The Tens often go into battle without helmets, wearing the black berets of valour as a sign of their fearlessness in the face of combat. The fact that they routinely enter battle in the armoured hulls of chimeras helps to compensate for this reckless battle practice. The veterans of the Tens are marked out by a red stripe upon their right shoulder guard and some wear the checker head band of honour. No squad numbers are painted on armour as the regiments of Arteka are highly superstitious of numbering. The only number a man or vehicle wears or bears is the heavy black numeral X, and this is borne with immense pride.



Colonel Ramone leads the Tens from his Leman Russ Vanquisher “Conquistador”. A shrewd thinker, Ramone hides his tactical acumen behind the front of a reckless scoundrel and many pompous Imperial Guard officers have little time for him when serving alongside the Tens. This suits Ramone fine as he has little time for their “High Cockalorum”.



The Tens are currently engaged fighting on the Belithium Front, part of the defence against the mass Ork incursions that have recently swamped the Segmentum Solar. Ramone’s regiment alongside the 8th Bolsckani Jaguars have been seconded to serve alongside the Raptors 5th company. Whilst this is certainly unconventional, the Tens have thrived serving under the direction of the charismatic and maverick Captain Chrysaetos. Ramone has been released of the dogmatic battle plans often forced upon him by pontifical halfwit Generals and been given the freedom to do what he does best... smash big holes in things.

Trooper Luggan WIP

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Trooper Luggan Finished

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Not for the first time in his brutal little existence, Trooper Luggan found himself thinking of Genevieve. The daughter of a kula-skin merchant from the upper habs, Genevieve had been the only thing that had mattered to Luggan in those distant days back in Jorran Spire. He thought fondly of the times when he had been a Ganger, a member of the Smut Tub Renegades no less. He chuckled to himself about how he used to think himself dangerous back then. What was it they used to call him again? Ah yes ‘Mini Pandemonium’. He made a decent living from his scams, drug running and general mischief. They were exciting times and Genevieve had loved a little rough. Well at least at first. His pleasant thoughts turned to thunder as he remembered the last time he saw her, canoodling with that jumped up little skip rat Posentine. “Get a job Luggan! Be a real Man! You can’t go on living like a Poontown Whopahooly , a woman needs a real man!” It was those words... Well he always liked to think it was the words and not the 12 bottles of Black Mamba that led to him signing up to join the Artekan Heavy Ten's.



He looked up from his reverie to the sight of the massed Orks. They were gearing up for another assault, he could feel it. He had fought Orks long enough to sense the dull ache in his stomach, almost a precursor to the bow wave of bestial aggression that followed their charge, practically as physical as the strength of the foul brutes themselves. Ghoman called it their waaagh magic. Ghoman liked to put a fancy spin on everything. Whatever it was, Luggan felt no fear, he was a Ten, A man of Arteka and he feared no greenskin.



A man of Arteka, ha. What would Genevieve think of him now? What would she make of his tales of bloodshed and horror? The vicious life of a guardsman doesn’t translate to fancy halls and tables, family life and children. Oh the tales of heroes and valour maybe, but not the grim reality of kill or be killed. What would she make of her youthfull lover now? Would she gaze lovingly into his eyes as he told her how he earned his Red Stripe, by blowing the legs of a spook that had infiltrated fort Nerion, would she clap and Whoop like Coombs does when he told her the part where he repeatedly impaled the beast with his bayonet, stabbing in a fury found only when faced with the simple choice of live or die? He didn’t need to give it much thought, she would be repulsed by the ‘man’ he had become. He laughed dryly at the pointlessness of his cycle of thought... Doesn’t matter. No one ever gets back to Arteka.



He was no fool he knew his destiny was to end up a dry husk on some forgotten world, remembered only by his fellow Tens, who would soon end up the same way. He had no grand dream like Ghoman, who believed he was one demolition charge throw away from earning his own world through right of conquest. Damn how could he be so naive, there’s more truth in Ork dung than it that piece of bog roll primer issued to all new recruits. Luggan frowned and raised his eyes; Ghoman’s not the full shilling anyway so probably not the best man to use as a moral compass; however Luggan had no doubts that the lunatic was always handy to be around when the censored.gif storm gets a brewing.


The sound of gunfire snapped Luggan back to attention. “Here it comes” yelled Sergeant Skarren “I don’t want to hear a word out of no one until we see their pretty little green arses scampering back where they came!” Luggan smirked and took up his position between Herms and Valtido. There was a blissfull simplicity to combat and it was times like this that he knew exactly who and what he was....

"Im a Ten baby.... Deal with it!"



A good read Yak, and well done for completing! :D I can tell he looks good even from the blurred picture ;)

For my part, here is the completed Corporal Isshin:

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I need to dig out the backgrounds I've written and do the last tweaks before I post them up :)

A Commissar is never late, he always arrives precisely when he means to msn-wink.gif I'll be completing my vow fully tomorrow morning!

I see you've put a better picture up Yak, he looks very good! The colour scheme is great, I like the extra touch of the white trim on his tunic smile.png

Here we go. My Astra Militarum stationed as planetary defense on the shrine world of Constantin's Rest. Rumored to be the final resting place of a great hero from the age of the Horus Heresy, the shrine world is about 50% churches and 50% graveyards. A sort of elephant graveyard for the faithful.

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And as for Darien....

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Finally the model

*edit* apparently my iPhone has a potato for a camera.... maybe I'll get better pictures tomorrow. probably not whistling.gif

Well done Cato, that puts you straight in at Sergeant :) I find the trick is to take more than one picture just in case you fluff one :)

 

Speaking of which, I've just noticed I've missed something on my model so I'll go and fix that before sorting my backgrounds. I'll be back to post again shortly! :P

Much better, I missed the chest aquila and that just won't do. Bonus in that the light is much better today too:

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Last but not least the backgrounds, precisely when I meant to post them msn-wink.gif

Regiment:

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Trooper:

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Now to go and update the challenge table to promote myself tongue.png It's looking quite good, let's see if we can get everyone completing before the deadline tomorrow! biggrin.png

Trooper Theric Aidds of the 13th Paradise Freeborn; 'Katrin's Own' reporting for muster as ordered Sir!

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PERSONAL HISTORY:

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REGIMENT DATAFILE

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Well they are loosely based on the ANZACs (Australia and New Zealand Army Core) specifically those whom fought in the First and Second World War.  When I eventually do the army properly the colour scheme may change and they will for the most part be modeled with slouch hats etc.  That and I am definitely including a Rough Rider division based on the heroic 1st Light Horse Brigade.

Annoyingly, I'm going to miss the deadline for completing my model. Remodelling our kitchen is taking longer than I thought and my paints are packed away while the work goes on. Can I still add my pictures and stories to the thread after the completion deadline?

The regiment may have to face dishonour, but while they fight on they may redeem themselves in duty. (At least once the commissars have had a quiet word with the officer corps ;-) )

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