As one the warriors of The Dark Pact and The Black Iron Company pushed forwards, bending the Slaaneshi line. Axes and Hammers rose and fell with arcs of blood. Shields were hammered forwards, pushing at the cultists of the pleasure god as they tried desperately to regain to purchase.
As superlative as their reactions and speed were, even the toughest sapling can only bend so much. So their line split and the Warriors of Einar the White stormed the breaking the cohesion of the mad cult Infront of them.
"There, that is the one I seek!" Einar shouted, pointing with his axe at the Slaaneshi Champion.
The veteran warriors of The Dark Iron Pact surged forwards again, beating back the deranged attacks of lightly armed cultists. Mortaan swung his standard in an arc and pitched three of the enemy through the air as if they were ragdolls.
With the crunching thud of their landing back on their fellows, Zhine gestured his men into position surrounding the Slaaneshi Champion, they formed a ring of steel with armour and weapons pointing outward as Einar stepped through their ranks and saluted the enemy.
"Ravassek, I am Einar the White, today I claim the bounty of the Dark God's" he said formally and then swung in viciously with his axe, playing his spear towards his enemies feet to keep him off balance. Again and again they addressed and attacked each other, sword rang against axe and spear darted towards but was dodged at the last second.
The Slaaneshi champion used his speed to duck, sway and leap out of the way of the attacking Chaos Lord, taunting him all the while before leaning in and swiping a quick cut through the heavy leather of Einar's gloved hand.
Pain and pleasure exploded behind Einar's eyes and he almost dropped his spear for a moment before rallying himself.
"We don't have time for this, be done with it!" Zhine shouted over his shoulder at the combat behind him, holding back three Slaangor from their dueling lords.
Einar dug his feet into the ground and propelled himself forwards, catching Ravassek off guard, he slammed his shoulder into the abdomen of his foe. He heard the wind leave the lungs in a wheeze and smelt the perfumed breath as it passed through the slit in his helm.
With a roar he lifted the lithe Slaanesh champion bodily and threw him to the ground before spinning his spear and slamming it through the fallen Ravassek's shoulder pinning him in place.
A daemonic scream issued from Ravassek as his head snapped upwards and his mouth distended too wide, revealing too many sharply pointed teeth for a human mouth to hold.
The Dark Pact all seemed to take a step backwards as the outer pressure seemed to increase, until Einar brought his iron shod boot down breaking the distended jaw and knocking the champion unconscious.
Fresh screams erupted as The Black Iron Company tore into the milling ranks of cultists who began to turn and flee the field, leaving their fallen lord behind, even as The Dark Pact slaughtered the last herd of Slaangor who refused to flee.
As things died down the two champions conversed with their lord.
"Will you kill him?" Haustaan of the Black Iron Company asked, his men hadn't been with Einar that long and this was the first real battle he had led them in.
"No, the pact must be fulfilled" Zhine replied, "We must..."
"I will fulfil the pact Zhine, worry not about that. It is not your place to issue orders" Einar stated coldly, "The next time you presume to do so, I will blind your shield and leave you to the horrors".
Zhine bowed his head, "I meant no disrespect Lord, let us finish the pact and take the next step on the eightfold path".
Einar nodded, the horns on his head dipping with the motion, he gestured over the battlefield towards his Sorceror, floating towards them on a magical disc of Tzeentch.
"Prepare the ritual, but bring me the smithies first, I have something in mind"
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A good chunk of miniatures finished for Age of Sigmar recently, they just needed the final touches on their bases. If I would have had time last month, I could have thrown these in with my total and beaten Grant, but hey-ho best laid plans and all that.
Marching with the tread of ironshod boots, the warband of Einar the White has been a Terror to the good people's living anywhere in the northern reaches for the past decade. Attempts to destory the warband have been thwarted as the champion Einar enjoys the protection of his Dark God's and returns to pillage and destroy time and time again.
Einar the White in his Battle Glory.
It is unknown wether the horns on his helmet actually sprout from his head or are for decoration as Einar has never removed his helmet when surrounded by other mortals. The twin skulls were taken as trophies from a pair of Aelf Sisters who very nearly ended his life during one of his first battles.
Einars'spear, 'The Soulsiphon' was torn from a champion of Slaanesh when Einar defeated him in single combat, adding the decadent followers to his own warband, and taking the fallen champion as a prisoner.
He had his forgemasters remake the weapons into a form more fitting to his liking, his alchemists keeping the magic properties of the Daemon bound within the blade whilst the blacksmiths worked upon its form.
When it was ready, his first action was to plunge the spear through the chest of his prisoner, stealing the soul of the Slaaneshi Champion to feed his new infernal weapon.
The Dark Pact are a veteran unit of Chaos Warriors, led by Champion Ishmicah Zhine who have accompanied Einar the White for nearly a decade of slaughter. They have begun to exhibit signs of blessings from the gods, sprouting horns from their shoulders as well as the gifts given to Ishmicah himself.
Ishmicah Zhine, the Ravager of the Despoiled Moon pictured with his command cadre. Though blinded by battle magic, he has been "gifted" the ability to see through his daemonic shield.
Mortaan the Gagged, hefting the banner, grunts and slathers through some form of speeach which only Ishmicah can understand, meanwhile Kanaros the Thunderhorn has been deafened by the monstrous blasts of noise he produces from the hunting horn he uses to rally The Dark Pact in battle.
The Black Iron Company, are ten fully armoured Chaos Warriors ready to march forth in the name of Chaos Undivided.
Haustaan, leader of 'The Black Iron Company' with his command section. These warriors are recent additions to Einars' growing warband, whether this is a good thing or not will come to pass as a burgeoning internal struggle within the company has reared it's head!
Elig the Slayer, both Einar and Haustaan have begun to watch their backs as this ambitious warrior has eyes on both of their positions in time...is he the reason for the internal strife within the company?
Finally here is the warband pictured with some allied Chaos Dwarves led by Hashuratt Zar-Zardorgath. These merciless killers do not let their stature detract from their reputation.
Another idea for a project I have had has been to turn these guys into an all encompassing "Bad Guy" army for a group of online players to fight against, kind of online RPG but battles reported back rather then played over webcam or something, I'll figure it out.
However after finding out about the expanded rules for Path to Glory in AoS 3.0, the new lease of life for these figures may just be that. If I can combine the Path to Glory rules with some other player control of the aftermath sequence I may be able to get it all working as I want.
I find myself trying to clear more and more half painted projects rather then buying into new ones recently as I took a look in the cupboard where I store all my wargaming gear (apart from the display cabinets) and thought of this from a Facebook discussion I was involved in:
Le sigh.
Until next time, have nice day...
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