the great beaver Posted August 18, 2009 Share Posted August 18, 2009 Here is a battle report from a long time ago...now that I'm getting back into it I started getting back into the sagas of my great company so as to really bring them to life. I thought I would share this with you. sorry if it's not professionally written --- wolf lord Bjarki Thunderblood had just found out why his long range vox net had stopped working. "I am blessed Wolf Guard Grimmr". he boomed with a grin. "I thought perhaps Iron Priest Jarn had perhaps been a little drunk at the wheel, but it is not so". Grimmr knew his lord wished him to ask why, although he knew he would find out wether he asked or not. "Of course we are blessed lord. For we are the sons of Russ. Unfortunately our vox net is still down though, so how are we blessed in this regard" Bjarki's reply was deadly cold. "thousand sons Grimmr". The entire mobile command bunker that they had been speaking in suddenly became silent. even the scribes, volunteers instead of prisoners, stopped. the feeling of hatred amongst the assembled wolf guard was palpable and their lord literally radiated fury. "I want wolves on the ground now" yelled Wolf Guard Stirmhild into his earbead. The command bunker immediately lept into action co-ordinating scouts orders and dispatching patrols. The wolves were going to find them the old fashioned way and hunt them down like wild pigs. "Bjarki!" All the wolves were brothers with their lord in battle and thus called him by his name. "what about Venerable De'Rikr and your brother Rune Priest Durkstrom? they are a league away searching out a deposit of rare minerals with naught but a squad of bloodclaws" "What!" bjarki roared. " De'Rikr is out there searching for minerals? He is not needed for that!" Quietly, so as not to embarrass the wolf lord Grimmr said "Do you care to try confining him?" "by Russ' implacable will your right." Bjarki said it with a wry smile although he was genuinely annoyed. his look of annoyance evaporated instantly. "Grimmr, if they are here, then that means Durkstrom was right about coming, and he is probably right were the chaos scum are headed" Grimmr immediately went into action mode."We'll be ready in the hour to move out in full force..." "No! take your grey hunters and my land raider. get there, back them up or get them out. they need to know what happens here so they are not ambushed" The wolf guard leapt off the small dais and out the door yelling for his hunters. ---------------------------------------------------------- "I tell you old goat, this is where it is. when our equipment was working it showed rare minerals in this area, and in no other" Durkstrom was pacing through the brush while his ancient ancestor scanned the area behind him. they stood at the beginning of an opening in the forest. Directly ahead and eastward lay two hills with another large hill farther north east covered with a few large stone plinths. straight northward were trees and rocks scattered in the open after which was simply more of the forest proper. -zzt" There is nothing seen on any level of my view scans young one. the scans done from orbit can be wrong, which is why I came" "pfah, we could have used a thrall for such a task, and look at that hill there! that does not look to be a natural formation." The rune priest was frustrated. He had seen this place in his visions and the runes threw the same every time. He would find that which caused discord here, on this planet. the discord was unknown but it was not of this system. His immediate guess was xenos, since there was no overt sedition, witch craft, sorcery, or rebellion. Just a few systems being lost to communication and found plundered but mainly left untouched. he had brought the bloodclaws in case anything happened, but was unworried so brought no others. Suddenly the ancient dreadnaught spun about. -zzt" Bjarki's land raider comes" ----------------------------------------------------------- Wolf Guard Grimmr had his head out of the top hatch of the land raider. He loved riding in the huge beast as it felt like he was astride an invincible beast of the gods even after all these years. The raider came through the forest and he saw Wolf Priest Durkstrom, the Venerable Dreadnaught De'rikr and Vega’s Bloodclaws standing around two small hills. "Priest Durkstrom…" the younger thunderblood was more formal than his older brother bjarki." …there be thousand sons here disrupting our long range vox ne..." *Zot* (tsoalr) Grimmr was cut off as he ducked a close beam of blue light that cut across the land raider hull. the land raider veered southeast in and attempt to avoid further lascannon fire, while, unfortunately De'rikr, Durkstrom and the bloodclaws had jumped forwards towards the forest clearing to the north. The wolves were being jumped and they became split up. De'Rikr fired a blazing ball of superheated plasma at approching shapes in the distance, but they were amongst rocks and it was difficult to see what happened. As the shot was loosed the source of the enemy lascannons showed itself. A mighty, ancient land raider painted in a deep blue trimmed in gold grumbled around the corner. Its armour seemed to shimmer as leering faces and chaotic smoke swirled in its reflection. The wolves had separated, but it was too late to change their minds. De'Rikr led Durkstrom and his claws north towards the tree's while Grimmr went eastward launching smoke launchers while the gunners tried to bring their guns to bear. --------------------------------------------------------------- Grimmr grimaced as he heard the tell tale sound of armour being turned into seperate atoms. "abandon land raide..." was all he had time to say before the fuel cells screamed over his voice. he had reacted quickly enough though that all his hunters had gotten outside in time. he only hoped the crew would be okay since the vehicle had only been mostly destroyed. "Bjarki is going to be pissed" he said to himself. he wanted to get up and run for cover before he was cut down, but he was pinned down under something. --------------------------------------------------------------- "Bjarki is going to be pissed" thought durkstrom, but the thought was wrenched away as his head erupted in pain. instinctively he had tried to cast stormcaller upon the bailing grey hunters, but something had reached into his mind and twisted his brain the moment he had tried. "Damn sorcerous traitors! Ill kill you all" he screamed as he ran for the trees. --------------------------------------------------------------- the two sorcerors had planned the ambush well. the only hitch had been the enemy land raider, but their own land raider had expertly dispatched it as soon as it was visible. "O'nyx you take our brothers and the rubric marines to the forest, kill those barbarians quickly. I will take the possesed and guard the artifact." "of course sorceror Chi'lurn". he sent the marines ahead to take the trees and wait in ambush for the assault marines that entered there. "aspiring champion T'lurian and his two plasma gunners should be enough to hold them till my rubric marines arrive." -------------------------------------------------- "there was no helping Grimmr now" thought Durkstrom. plasma gun fire streamed over his head from the tree's, the land raider sat behind the hill trying to eye De'Rikrs metal hide, and the bloodclaws were chomping at the bit to get to grips with the foes in the trees. De'Rikr went wide and fired at what looked like a band of marines from the blood angels, black templars, ultramarines, and dark angels, except for the hidious mutations they bore. the plasma cannon hit true but rippling warp fire erupted around them and only one was burned to a cinder -zzt" truly these are warp spawned heretics" but the ancient plugged away anyways. The bloodclaws could not be held fast and they charged ahead of De'Rikr plunging into the forest ahead of him. ----------------------------------------------------------- the traitor marines stayed far back from the edge of the forest hoping that the tangled brush would slow their attackers enough to get a few more rounds pumped into their enemies. it was not enough as, with little more than a blood curdling howls notice, bloodclaws leapt through the foliage, cutting through the forest in a mad rush for them. A frothing bloodclaw swung his chainsword down upon T'lurian's bolter sawing it in half. the rest of the blows were a flurry of mad chops and hacks leaving the bloodclaw totally open. T'lurians powerfist was slow but it tore through two bloodclaws while his entire squad was shredded around him. the second he turned in retreat, a lightning clawed fist was plunged through his face by a howling madman, lifting him clean off his feet. the bloodclaws didn’t even slow their charge. ------------------------------------------------------------- "O'nyx what has happened to your marines?" "I shall find out now lord" O'nyx left he confines of the land raider and headed towards the forest to aid his squad of chaos marines. he pushed his rhubric marines to swiftness as a feeling of uncertainty washed over him. his only warning was the crackle of the psychic storm ------------------------------------------------------------- Durkstrom knew he had to cast storm caller for the bloodclaws. With clenched teeth he focused his entire will upon it. the cast was successful but warp creatures still burst forth upon him scratching at his head and tearing at his face. unbelievably he was unscathed. he gave up a prayer to Russ and followed the bloodclaws out of the forest right on top of a group of thousand sons marines. the chaos scum never knew what hit them. the bloodclaws charged madly, cutting , hacking and ruthlessly dismembering the sorcerer that led the rhubric marines. Durkstrom's frost blade swung a wide arc and tore open the locked armour of 3 rhubric marines, they’re souls careening outwards into fizzles. He saw three claws brought down before the last rhubric marines were pounded to dust by the powerfists in the squad. -------------------------------------------------------------- Grimmr had finally gotten himself free of the land raider. luckily it had not exploded, and the fight had been elsewhere either way. he could see De'Rikr firing the plasma cannon upon the twisted marines atop the hill in a bid to hold them away from the ridiculously bloodthirsty charge of the bloodclaws. Grimmr was pissed though. he loved that land raider. he loved it as much as he disliked thinking of having to tell Bjarki that it would be out of service for a month or two. he came to a decision "daryk, Pack Grimmr, To me! we hunt that thrice dammned blasphemy of a tank that took us!" the battle was else where and maybe they could run up on it without being noticed. -------------------------------------------------------------- Chi'lurn saw O'nyx as he was cut to ribbons by bloodthirsty bloodclaws, and he saw them madly rush towards him. he had the higher ground though and he was furious at their tenacity. with only 3 marines left and their leader, Chi'lurn fell upon the scythe weilding elder wolf, his possesed marines dutifully following. their blades rang out in a shower of psychic energy and sparks. the possesed marines quickly dispatched the last bloodclaws with powerfists. -------------------------------------------------------------- De'rikr saw Grimmr run for the hill and started to advance with them. -------------------------------------------------------------- Durkstrom saw the last two bloodclaws fall. he wasn’t sure if Vega still fought, but he had other thing to worry about. a possessed marine and a powerful chaos sorcerer bore down upon him. their flurry of blows drove him back. one crack to the temple sent him reeling, but the blow he'd given the sorcerer had dug a deep gash. his thoughts careened madly as he tried to right himself, but it was barely enough to defend himself as he desperately held the sorcerer and the possessed marine at bay. suddenly pack leader Vega bowled past him right into the sorcerer, his lightning claws up to his fists in the possessed chest. unfortunately the mutant was tough enough to reach up and shove a mutated claw into Vega's head before he died. "traitorous, heretical, oath breaking, chaos loving, grot fondling, daemon spawned, mewling emperor dammed mutants, DIE!!" and Durkstrom hurled himself at the witch, slicing him in two clean pieces before spinning around and decapitating the final possessed. --------------------------------------------------------------- the land raider driver was unsure what to do. he was sure his lord would prevail, so he tried to use his lascannons to kill the approaching grey marines. he could not get the dreadnaught in his sites without going too far out of the way, and he had to cover his masters flank. all of a sudden, his world exploded as if a gong had been sounded in his head. he looked left past the mutated front hatch and saw a gaping hole that he knew was where tank track was supposed to be. he jammed the vehicle into reverse and saw that he went nowhere. he tried to fire his weapons, but the marines were on top of the vehicle pounding upon it with something huge. he couldn’t think straight with the great pounding, but he saw the approaching dreadnaught and knew it was his doom. he had no choice. he allowed the chaos warped engine to suck the entire vehicle into the immaterium. "perhaps my master will forgive me" he thought as the warp sucked him and the vehicle through a tight knot of space time. his essence was quickly devoured. ------------------------------------ ------------------------------------ "Brother, I am glad to hear your voice. I was afraid I had sent help too late" "as am I Bjarki, though The vox net is still cutting in and out so I must be brief. we have a full Thunderhawk’s worth of wounded and dead. Many have earned comfortable seats in the halls of Aseheim and we should have a Wolf Priest on hand." "yes of course. I will send Rika off at once" "also we need more equipment out here. the attack on us by the traitors confirms my suspicions." "I’ll send what I can Durk, you know we are no geologists" "aye, I know. lastly De'Rikr says he wants you to send him his las arms and your land raider was totally crippled so send Brother Jarn Sidr. now I must...g..th.r...sssskkk..." "WHAT!! what happened to my boat?! did Grimnr run it off a cliff or what,!" "Im so.ry broth..r y..r cu..ng out.." Grimnr could hear the yelling from the ear bead as his wolf lord yelled obscenities at Durkstrom. the rune priest casually flicked his vox on and off again a few more times before leaving the long range function off. "I feel bad for Rika and Jarn, Priest Durkstrom. they will be eating crow from Bjarki on my behalf" before the grizzled old Priest could say anything the mighty De'Rikr's massive frame lurched around to face them while his outer vox casters bellowed "zzzt- fear not pup, if I know the young lord well, I’m sure he'll have plenty wrath enough to share some with you when he see's you next" Durkstrom cuffed the Wolf Guard’s shoulder heartily and laughed as he walked away "come, there is work to be done and I wish to finish before the beer arrives" Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/176225-an-old-story-battle-report/ Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wolf Guard Nostromo Posted August 18, 2009 Share Posted August 18, 2009 Well they say the old ones are the best ones, and this is a great read... Btw, love the description in your sig <_< Link to comment https://bolterandchainsword.com/topic/176225-an-old-story-battle-report/#findComment-2083080 Share on other sites More sharing options...
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