Hail and Greetings!
Nothing too major, just a little bit of fluff fiction to go with the campaign that we've finally managed to start. We're still knocking together the nuts and bolts, but we've had our first battle!
For the moments, what we've done is put together a 1500-point army, let them have at it, and what we have left is our starting draft for our campaign army. We're sticking to these lists, but we can add reinforcements via a little resource mechanic. This part was Joe's idea, not mine, but he allowed me to share it. Basically, the objective markers in out battles will produce Magestone. Whichever player controls an objective after a round (a round defined as all players taking a turn each) gets one Magestone, and whoever controls an objective at the end of the game gets 1d6 Magestone. Magestone can be kept or spent for various perks. Right now it's just reinforcements, with the following rate:
1 yellow/Weak figure = 1 Magestone
1 blue/Standard figure = 2 Magestone
1 red/Strong figure = 3 Magestone
1 Unique figure = 4 Magestone.
Now in out first battle I managed to smack some of his dudes pretty good and got off light in return, but he manged to get 10 Magestones to my 5, so he can buy new and/or better dudes. We'll see what tricks he can come up with!
Now on with the fluff:
Commander Wulfe Luer looked at his bandaged arm with an irritated look. "We get all the boys and girls together to have a good loot and scoot, and what do we get?" he groused. "A handful of Magestone and some flashburns!" The warlord looked over his encampment, full of heavily-armed Black Powder mercenaries. At least casualties were light, quite a feat for a full-on clash of warbands. Luer's Raiders dished out some pain to Amotep-Rah and his Atlanteans in exchange, mauling his legionnaires and trashing a golem or two.
A Dwarven Hammerskald marched up to Wulfe. "My squad is rearing to go on your say-so!" he declared. The warlord shook his head. "Nah, we go ahead and rest a bit tonight, wait for the scout's report on what that wizard is up to," he replied." The Hammerskald grimaced, protesting, "But those damned Atlanteans need some more lead and axes! We saw them off good and proper, lets pick a few more off and send Rah packing!"
Wulfe raised a placating hand. "We gave them what-for, no argument, but whatever he nabbed today seemed to satisfy him. He's not a normal Magus; he doesn't spend his soldiers lightly. I'm willing to bet that all in all, he made a fair bargain today." "All the more reason to jump on him and kick him in the robes, Commander!" The warlord smiled, a predator's smile full of teeth. "Don't worry, we'll get him again. This little party's just getting started!"
And that's all for now. Here's to new battles ahead. All Ur Clicky Base Are Belong To Us!
