Tales from the outpost

So, I decided to report the last battles my brave Reikis fought, and as they took place in a forest near the small refugee camp called "Henriks letzte Rast", named after a hero who died at this place, ambushed by beastmen, I thougt "tales from the outpost" isn't the worst titel to choose.



Well, dear listener, it was just a little north from where we sit right now, where a small group of Soldiers of our loved Emperor met the shadowspawn and the lizardbeasts in battle, near those ruins we passed around midday.

The bloodthursting vampire-minion Ludwig von Cerstenfeld was surching this ruins for some sort of evil artefacts, when he heard the warriors approching.
As soon as his undead followers burst out of the ruins, the brave warriors took their grounds, preparing themselves for the attack on a hill and the roof-top of an abandonded farm house.

Suddenly, both forces were confronted with the sudden appearance of a group of lizardmen, leap by a shaman, who could run faster than a horse, I was told.
The captain loaded his crossbow with no hurry, aimed, and shot.
The lizard was hit, and although it seemed week and had suffered a hard wound, it still stode on its legs.
It ran towards the shadow of the trees, to take cover, but it could not escape the captain's crossbow. With eagle eyes he spotted the creature and shot it down.

I the meantime, the vampire's followers and the swordsmen clashed at the foot of the hill.
The big and angry lizardmen were closing in as well, but still too far away to charge.
The swordsmen showed neither mercy nor fear, as they cut down both dregs and the dire wolves.
But they could not resist the vampire. One after another was struck to the ground by his mighty blows.

When the lizardmen realized there leader was lying on the ground, unmoving, they disappeared as fast as they had arrived.
Let me tell you this:
You can never know about these creatures, and you will never understand them.

The vampire continued his bloody path through the ranks of the brave warriors, who never showed the smallest sign of fear, until he reallised all his minions were shot down or too far away, and pulled back, swearing revenge to the Captain standing on the farm house roof.

That's the storie of this ruins...
You ask me how I know this?
...because I was there. And now we'll better rest, it will be a hard ride tomorrow.

And here what happend during the battle, in normal words:
First turn:
The vampir got the first turn, and moved everything forward towards the middle of the table, where the three forces would meet.
Then folled my turn, I moved everyone in shooting positions on a hill and a roof top, the melee-warriors(2 swordsmen, both champions and a young blood) moved forward to meet the vampire.
The lizards player moved last, moving his shaman 18" forward, with the rest of the warband following(2 skinks, 3 of the big ones, don't know what they are called , a big hero and a skink youngblood).

Turn 2:
The undead horde moved on, but nothing of big importance happend.
In my turn, I shot a zombie and wounded the shaman once, but the player told me with a smile that he had two wounds. Damn
The lizard shaman took cover behind a tree, the rest of the warband moved on, but his skink hero was in charge range of the dire wolves...

Turn 3:
...who charged, followed by a dreg, and took him OOA. The rest prepared for the swordsmen's charge. The necromancer let the fallen zombie rise again
The swordsmen and Heros charged, taking down a dreg. The captain skillfully used his crossbow and shot the shaman OOA(I love trick shooter ).
I hoped the lizards would charge the dire wolves and zombies, but they failed their first moral check and routed

Turn 4+
Well, I can't recall these last turns for sure, it was all a bloddy melee with a few shots now and then. At the end, only my captain, one youngblood, a bowman and a crossbowman stood, when the vampire routed.

Fortunatly, all warriors but one bowman survived, but the vampire lost both his ghouls and the lizard shaman now hates my captain

Nice battle report Erk!

Any pics of the battle? Any pics of the models?

Great report Erkwin!

"Tales from the outpost" is a cracking title!

Thanks a lot,
I'm glad you like it,
allthough I'm not so happy with the report because it was harder to write it in English than I had thought

Unfortunatly I forgot to take my camera with me, so I could not take any pictures, but I will when we play the next time. Promise

News from Tom's Boring Mordheim Roadshow around the World

Our famous AdminTom was in Cologne for the week-end, so after hanging around in the city and listening to some cool jazz/blues/whatever street musicians on friday evening, we decided to play some games on saturday.

As we had to wait for a friend of mine who was late, we decided to not waste any time and start playing.
I used the warband which had already fought their way through the damned city of Vienna, the Red Band , while Tom used an unofficial Woodelfwarband (courtesy of Brahm Tazoul)

The first game was about getting four Wyrdstone shards, which were spread over the board.
It was a carnage, since although Tom drew the first blood by shooting one of my Marksman (who, of course, died after the battle) with his Lord, the superior experiance of the Red Band resultet in a dead Wood Elf Lord, two Glade Guards OoA and three Wyrdstones taken by the Reiks.

During the battle I realised I had forgotten to place one Marksman. Well, nevermind.

The second game was a three-parties-game, with the Red Band defending their camp, and big building in the middle of the table, against Tom's Wood Elfs and a friend's Possessed, who attacked from opposit sides.

The first warrior OoA was the possessed Magister, who was shot by a well placed arrow from the Marksman Erich, after he succesfully casted Wings of Darkness to get out of sight of the shooters. Unfortunatly he didn't see the lonly sniper.

Well, the rest was a short story. Tom's elves got shot by hail after hail of arrows and bolts from the defenders, before they could make it to their lines, and the Possessed routed three turns later after I took out a Brethren who had charged one of my swordman.
The Possessed managed to steal one of the four treasures kept in the house, the others were succesfully defended by the Red Band.

Good report, Erkwin. I LOVE the title. After supposedly returning to Vienna "FOREVER", he seems to have succumbed to his native Mercenary heritage & wandered throughout Germany seeking battles for Gold, Glory, & More Gold [the Gold being destined to be spent on minis & chocolates: not necessarily in that order ].

Ah yes! A grimm day for the elves

Thanks for the report Erk! I enjoyed getting slaughtered by your Reiks
On the bright side: I have never been so successful at casting in Mordheim IN MY LIFE!

@ All: We had three cameras for that game. None of them worked.
That's why we don't have any pictures... sorry guys

And thanks to Brahm Tazoul for providing me with the experimental rules for wood elves for playtesting. I thought it was a very well ballanced list.

I found a picture