Battle Report: 1250 - Necrons

 

Our saga continues brothers! Gather round and enjoy some ale and dinner set out by our serfs. Tonight I will tell you a tale of undead metal and living constructs, of controlled lightning and otherworldly energy blasts. Tonight my brothers, I tell you the tale of how we, the sons of Russ, bested the Necrons.

                First introductions are in order. We have added to our roaming pack a squad of headstrong Thunderwolf Cavalry men, known as the Howling Vengeance, to our ranks. Their leader, Vestri Stouthammer, is renowned amongst our brothers for his heavy work with his Thunder Hammer and accompanying shielf; it is said that there is no man alive, or dead, that Vestri cannot best in one-on-one combat. He is accompanied by his second in command, Baruk Stormsinger: a warrior whose power maul is said to strike with a clap of thunder and swing with the mighty winds of Fenris herself. They were accompanied by their fellow squad members Engi and Calle.

                We first set foot upon this darkened planet after the command went out from Logan Grimnar himself to investigate the loss of several Imperial hive colonies. The skies were blackened with evil energy as we made planet fall and noticed an eerie green glow off into the distance. As per normal the venerable Bjorn the Fell-handed stayed in orbit with two of our other mechanical brothers and Geir Thunderhowl patrolled the outside fringe for activity. I, Olaf Goldfist, and the Howling Vengeance made our way towards the emerald lights and as we drew closer we noticed Imperial construction and designs outlined in the ethereal light. We took point and noticed a contingent of Necron warriors, a Ghost Ark that seemed filled with warriors and two Necrons in what our scanners indicated were command barges occupied the area. We took up position to fire upon the undead scourge when they took notice of us. A metallic voice spoke out to us; a soothing if not unsettling voice that emanated from the Necron Overlord in the more ornately decorated command barge.

                “I am Overlord Geraxus the Immortal, and I require that you vacate this area immediately. Leave this place now mortals. If not, we will add you to the tally we have already reaped upon this world,” he said calmly.

                No son of Russ would ever stand to be commanded by a xenos, much less a xenos who has already killed so many of the Emperor’s people. More importantly, no true Space Wolf would ever pass up the opportunity to add a Necron Overlord’s head to his trophy rack. We sent our reply in the form of a digital laser marker for landing purposes. We knew reinforcements would arrive; we just had to wait for them. During that time we bunkered down behind the wall of a ruins that was a former feed supply, Calle keeping the digital marker so our ancient brothers could more easily secure their position. The skies then tore themselves apart as two screaming stars ripped through the atmosphere and landed with a cataclysmic slam into the ground. Asmund Shieldbearer arrived at our flank, defending us from a side assault by the Overlords. Bjorn decided to take the fight to the undead automatons and landed deep in our enemy’s backline. Frigid energy coalesced around the tip of the barrel of his Helfrost Cannon as a stream of azure and white energy erupted from the cannon’s barrel, flash freezing a section of the enemy Ghost Ark but not dealing any serious damage to the vessel. We continued to wait for the perfect time to strike.

                The Necron Overlords continued their advance toward our position, ignoring the noble Bjorn and instead focusing on the larger group. A shadowy crescent filled the sky as a Necron Nightscythe entered the field, surveying the landscape for prey with none to be found. The warriors and Ghost Ark opened fire on Bjorn, trails of Gauss energy filling the night sky around the venerable warrior, but none of the energy blasts were able to scratch the Fell-hand. Our second wave of reinforcements came in, Geir Thunderhowl fell upon the Nightscythe with the ferocity of a Blackmane and tore the enemy aircraft from the sky with red streams of multi-melta fire. The Howling Vengeance saw the fall of the Nightscythe as their chance to strike, bounding from behind the walls to fall upon their foe. Geraxus the Immortal? The Howling Vengeance would put his name to the test.  Great clouds of scarabs erupted from the Overlord, attempting to control the mind of Engi. However, the young cavalryman fought against the influence of the scarabs, allowing Vestri to bring his Thunder Hammer to bare, caving in the skull of the Overlord and slamming his corpse and command barge into the ground where he belonged. The Howling Vengeance found Geraxus’ claims of immortality wanting. The components of the crushed Geraxus attempted to come back together and reform, but ultimately the filaments and metallic rods gave up in their attempts at bringing the Overlord back from the dead. Bjorn made his own assault against the Ghost Ark, ripping the vehicle apart in a dazzling display of arcing electricity and broken Guass reactors.

                Another Nightscythe materialized from the gloom, giant tesla weaponry firing great arcs of electricity into the hull of Geir’s Stormfang. The blasts tore small holes in the hull of Geir’s ship, but ultimately did little more than strip the out layer of armor from the aircraft. The warriors who had been aboard the Necron Ghost Ark opened fire on Bjorn along with their newly arrived Immortal allies, bringing our leader and brother to his knees and almost extinguishing his life from this realm. The second Necron Overlord made his attack swiftly on The Howling Vengeance, scarabs forcing Baruk to attack and kill Calle in the melee before Vestri brought his hammer down again into the skull of the evil machine. However, unlike his commander, this Overlord and his command barge hummed with unnatural energy and rose from the ground in a surreal display. As the Overload floated upward he moved back in a feeble attempt to escape the wrath of Fenris. The Howling Vengeance and all of our other brothers witnessed the Fell-handed fall, we would not allow the enemy to escape with his remains.

                Geir, in all of his rage, swooped behind the newly emergent Nightscythe in a daring hover strike. Luckily, for all for all of the movement Geir was performing, the ace pilot was able to land two hits with his multi-meltas due to their rate of fire. The shots penetrated deep into what I assume was the Nightscythe’s engine core and brought the Necron aircraft to its end in a glorious explosion and shower of shrapnel. The Howling Vengeance descended upon the fleeing Overlord with a fluid motion. However, the Overlord was prepared and a stream of scarabs took Vestri by surprise and the leader of the Howling Vengeance brought his own hammer down upon himself, taking him out of the fight and into the Red Sleep. However, his brothers were quick to take their revenge upon the Overlord, ripping him apart limb from limb in an orgy of snapping jaws, power maul strikes, and chainsword swipes. There was little left of the Overlord to regenerate, much less leave behind for this world after the still conscious members of the Howling Vengeance were through with the undead automaton.

                The second group of Immortals came upon the field and both groups of the vile creatures opened fire with their Gauss Blasters. However, the protective runes etched into Bjorn’s Drop Pod protected the relic from the oncoming fire. Geir continued his assault on the enemy with a well shot form the dispersed fire of his Helfrost Destructor, flash freezing an entire squad of Immortals before they could return fire to the wrathful pilot. The Howling Vengeance moved forward to secure Bjorn’s body for extraction. The Necron Warriors and Immortals continued their assault on Bjorn’s Drop Pod to little avail as Gymir the Ice-Fisted finally tore through the atmosphere and took point on the far field to prevent the foe from escaping our wrath. The Howling Vengeance crashed into the Necron Warriors with the force of a sledge hammer, ripping the remaining five members apart and slavering at the chance of ripping the final squad on the field of battle apart. However, the unnatural green glow then erupted from the surround area and from alien crystals and instead engulfed the Immortals. When the flash of light was over the Immortals had disappeared along with it, ending the battle and winning the fight.

                We are still tending to some of the more heavily wounded, Vestri and Bjorn, and were aksi avke to save the life of Calle. But, that brings this week’s saga to a close brothers. Come back next week and we shall have more fantastic tales to weave.

List

Champions of Fenris Supplement

HQ - Bjorn with Helfrost

Drop Pod

Gymir the Ice Fisted: Elite - Murderfang

Drop Pod

Asmund Shieldbearer: Elite - Venerable Dreadnought with Fenrisian Great Axe, Blizzard Shield, and Extra Armor

 Drop Pod

Olaf Goldfist: Elite - Venerable Dreadnought with Plasma Cannon

Geir Thunderhowl – Stormfang Gunship with Twin-Linked Lascannon and two Twin-Linked Multi-Meltas

Howling Vengeance: Fast Attack - 4 Thunderwolf Cavalry with Thunder Hammer, Power Maul, 3 Storm Shields