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Saturday, February 12, 2011

Wolfram - Phasian Guard

After recent cataclysmic events on Pavo, and a very nasty 'conversation' after the fact, no-one can seem to find Draeger...

This is not a good sign. (Pssst! He went on a Rampage...)

Meanwhile, Goldi and Peltops are pulling it together to fight for the Phasian Cloud (or System... did we blow it up yet?? I'm not really sure. Ah, fluff...)


Peltops has been learning from watching Eldar, and is itching to demolish something with the help of his Epistolary training (two psychic powers per turn!) and his loyal pain-in-the-ass Sternguard...


Goldi has usurped Draeger's squad, balefully watching Sergeant Tarquin and his boys for any sign of deviancy...


The Seven are back together, with Sergeant Simeon deliberating over whether to walk on, or take Termicide to a whole new level.


Ironclad Brother Ant has acquired a taste for falling from the sky; Biliboab works well in command of the Devs, but wishes he could get to hand-to-hand (manifold reasons why he's not allowed)...


Sergeant Christopherus Telion and the snipers. Who gives guys who are BS 3, pukes, sniper rifles?? These guys are begging for campaign XP...

Woot! Throw in the Antigeist, the Murderess, and maybe Swimming Eagle with a unit of five Sternies in a Mark I Razorback?... and I feel prepared (famous last words!).

Now to start sketching concept art for Catland... this should be hilarious...

love!

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