Battle Report 40 - That's My Rock!
              Tyranids vs. Dark Eldar
              Composed by Michael J. Casavant (Hive Fleet Phage) 
              Summary
              
                - Date - 10APR2003
 
                - Points - 1790
 
                - Scenario - "Find the Marble"
 
                - Hive Fleet Phage, Tyranid Army List [played 
                  by Michael J. Casavant]
 
                - Kabal of the Indescribable Itch (Dark Eldar) 
                  [played by Chuck Hatley]
 
                - Results - Victory for Tyranids 
                  
                    - Hive Fleet Phage total VPs 2510 
                      
                        - Kills 1710 (all except 1/2 Mandrake squad)
 
                        - Scenario VPs from 6 objectives - 250+150+250+100+50 
                          = 800
 
                       
                     
                    - Dark Eldar total VPs 944 
                      
                        - Kills 844 (1/2 Tyrant Guard, 1/2 Lysogaunts, Hormagaunts, 
                          1 1/2 Spinegaunts, 1/2 Mjolnir, 1/2 Biovores) 
 
                        - Scenario VPs from 6 objectives - 100
 
                       
                     
                    - Quarters
                      
                    
 
                   
                 
               
              Report
              Intro
              This is my fourth battle in the Midnight 
                Comics GW League's Spring 2003 40k League. 
              Scenario: this was a custom mission called Find the Marble. 
                Because of other campaign dynamics, I would definitely be the 
                Attacker. 
              
                - FOC Attacker (Tyranids) - 1-2 HQ, 1-3 Elite, 0-3 Fast Attack, 
                  2-5 Troops, 0-2 Heavy Support
 
                - FOC Attacker (Dark Eldar) - 1-2 HQ, 1-3 Elite, 0-3 Fast Attack, 
                  2-5 Troops, 0-2 Heavy Support
 
               
              The Board 
              
              The scenario was setup with a 4'x6' board as usual and we set 
                up on the long edges, 6" in from the edge. A little farther 
                back than usual, but not too bad, especially with the objectives 
                positioned in the center of the board. 
              Naming convention: The food that have faced Hive Fleet Phage 
                have named the Hive Tyrants that continue to plague them. The 
                one that trudges forward implacably with an escort of Tyrant Guard 
                they call "Thunder." The swift winged beast that races 
                across the battlefield and shatters bodies and vehicles alike 
                has been dubbed "Lightning." They have also named the 
                Carnifex engine of destruction, "Mjolnir".  
              The Battle
              Fallox approached the Archon's throne, stopping the requisite 
                10 meters from him. Such an antiquated policy, considering the 
                force fields in place, but it showed respect for the threat a 
                guest presents, friend or foe. Fallox was still bristling with 
                weapons from the battlefield and his armor stank of sweat, tinged 
                by the scent of his own blood. The regenerators had healed him 
                enough to facilitate walking on his own, albeit with great pain. 
              The Archon was apparently unmoved by Fallox's display of stoicism 
                and spoke with a voice that dripped arrogance and condescension, 
                "Succubus Fallox, how good of you to come. I trust the battle 
                went well. Oh no, wait, it didn't did it? In fact, you fell on 
                the field of battle, apparently too wounded to fight, but not 
                so wounded that you did not die. Please explain to me why I should 
                not let one of my Haemonculi peel your body apart over the next 
                weeks?" 
              Fallox bit back his anger. Loyalty was nothing more than a word 
                used in jest amongst the ranks; the only thing that demanded loyalty 
                was fear of reprisals. There was no wrong in his fleeing the field, 
                and it's likely the Archon before him benefited from it. Fallox 
                was a Succubus of Wyches, he could vivisect the smirking Archon 
                before a single drop of blood hit the ground; but of course, his 
                Wych guards were on hand and, of course, there were the force 
                fields...  
               Hatred seethed in him, but it was kept in check by the same 
                old taskmaster as always, the desire to live. "Most mighty 
                and powerful Archon Draxen, as you undoubtedly know, the recent 
                rain of debris from the shattered moon and Imperial starship left 
                valuable items scattered about the front lines. Our force deployed 
                in pursuit of plunder. Because of our haste and intelligence showing 
                the arrival of a Tyranid force, we arrived piecemeal to the battle." 
              The Archon made a great show of his boredom, "Yes, yes, 
                of course, do go on. Fascinating." 
              "The Ravager arrived first, along with two Raiders and two 
                squads of Warriors on foot. They were facing a small swarm of 
                what I am told are Spinegaunts, led by the Hive Tyrant species 
                known as Thunder, and supported by Biovores and the Carnifex species 
                called Mjolnir." 
              
                 
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                     Start of turn 1 
                      Dark Eldar Forces - Ravager, 2 Raider squads, 2 Warrior 
                      squads  
                      Tyranid Forces - Thunder, Mjolnir, 1 brood of Spinegaunts, 
                      Biovores  
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              "The chunks of debris were in sight and both sides advanced. 
                The Archon and a unit of Scourges arrived to assist, as did more 
                bugs, in the form of a second unit of Spinegaunts and a unit of 
                Hormagaunts." 
              "Broods." 
              "Sorry, lord?" 
              "They are called broods, not squads." 
              "Of course, broods." 
               
              
                 
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                     Start of turn 2 
                      Dark Eldar reserves - Archon unit, and Scourges 
                    Tyranid reserves - Brood of Spinegaunts, brood of Hormagaunts. 
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              "Our units jockeyed for position, trying to exploit the 
                cover while acquiring targets. The Ravager lost its weapon systems 
                to the Venom Cannon of Thunder, and one of the Raiders was grounded 
                by a Spore Mine. In general , the spore mines were not nearly 
                as fell a weapon as our sources reported. They served mostly to 
                give the men a healthy dose of fear and encouraged them to advance 
                towards the enemy." 
              "Perhaps we should get some then? We could call them motivation 
                mines." 
              Fallox feigned amusement at the Archon's feeble attempt at humor, 
                but was outdone by the tittering and guffaws of the sycophants 
                sitting around the throne. 
              
                 
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                     Start of turn 3 
                      Dark Eldar reserves - Wyches 
                    Tyranid reserves - Lysogaunts 
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              "A unit of Wyches arrived, as did a a un...brood of Lysogaunts 
                on the other side." 
              The Archon smirked. 
              "The battle was pitched at this point and it looked as if 
                the wave of beasts might falter. The Archon advanced towards Thunder, 
                as did the Raider squad with the Crucible of Malediction." 
              The Archon looked irritated. "What? Why didn't the fools 
                use it?!" 
              "Archon, I believe they were waiting for the Lightning to 
                arrive. The spirits are fickle, especially when unleashed against 
                the alien mind of a Tyranid, or so I am told." 
              "Ah yes, I suppose that could be seen as wise." 
               [Game mechanics - The Crucible gets one chance to kill every 
                enemy Psyker on the board, but exactly one chance. The Psyker 
                makes a Leadership test or dies instantly; once one is killed 
                it stops working, or once it goes through all Psykers on the board. 
                In this list, only my two Hive Tyrants are viable targets and 
                they have Ld10. Being closer makes the Crucible more effective, 
                a -1 on the Ld score. However, at this point Lightning was not 
                yet on the table, so it would have been less useful to unleash 
                it. The unit in question is in the Raider at the middle top of 
                the picture, near the set of four standing stones.] 
              "The Archon's vehicle was destroyed by Thunder, forcing 
                him to evacuate it. Spinegaunts rushed forward and a Lictor hidden 
                in the nearby trees also attacked. Casualties were minimal on 
                both sides." 
              "On the other side of the field, the Hormagaunts managed 
                to reach a Warrior squad, but casualties were unremarkable, as 
                the speed of our Warriors exceeded that of the beasts." 
              "It was then that my band arrived to the field of battle. 
                We bloodied Mjolnir's nose and prepared to assault." 
              
                 
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                     Start of turn 4 
                      Dark Eldar reserve - Warp Beasts 
                    Tyranid reserves - Lightning 
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              "Our band advanced towards Mjolnir and disembarked, moving 
                with all due haste to support our fellows against the Hormagaunts. 
                Our combat drugs gave our bodies unmatched speed and the beasts 
                begin to fall like wheat before the scythe. The nearby Spinegaunts 
                charged in, but were hewn from the ground like meat targets. It 
                was grand." 
              Fallox's blood surged hot with the memory of the combat. 
              "Chitinous bodies swarmed to thickly that every stroke of 
                the blade ripped the life from another beast. It was glorious!" 
              The Archon feigned a yawn, "Yes, yes, now tell me how you 
                lost." 
              Fallox bit back his rage and continued, "The other side 
                of the field did not fare so well. Across the distance, we could 
                hear the tell tale sound his Shadow Field failing. It seems a 
                lowly Spinegaunt brought it down." 
              The Archon let slip a quick glimpse of fear.  
              Fallox smiled grimly as he continued, "The Incubi lost ground 
                to the Lictor, getting cut down faster than they could close in, 
                and the Warriors fell as well. A scream of combat drug overdose 
                was followed by silence and the Archon's unit disappeared beneath 
                the beasts, which skipped nary a beat as they turned their attention 
                towards us." 
              The Archon interjected, "Pathetic. An Archon should die 
                well. That is the death of a common thug." 
              "Lady battle does no always let you choose the dance by 
                which you end your life. Archon or not." 
              The Archon, looking eager to change the subject, asked, "And 
                what of the Crucible? Surely such a potent artifact came into 
                play." 
              "Almost, yes. Even as Lightning swooped onto the field, 
                the Raider was brought down by Thunder. All but three in that 
                squad died as the exploding reactor sent metal shards through 
                the crew. Luckily, the carrier of the crucible was not slain. 
                Unfortunately for them, the Lysogaunts mere meters from them surged 
                forward and slew them. The Crucible fell to the ground, unused 
                and impotent, as so many magic gewgaws." 
              Fallox continued before the Archon could interject. 
              "And of course, they turned their eyes to our battle as 
                well. The next minute of fighting would decided the battle." 
              "What of this Lightning creature?" 
              "Oh, yes, he swooped in an devastated a squad of scourges." 
              The Archon seemed a little nervous as he replied, "Well 
                surely, the poisoned blades..." 
              "No, not a scratch." 
              The Archon answered with false bravado, "Yes, well, weak 
                like their Archon, continue!" 
               
              
                 
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                     Start of turn 5 
                      Tokens finally start getting turned over! 
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              "We cut down more than fifty of the beast, but before we 
                could recover our wits, Thunder was upon us with the remaining 
                Lysogaunts. The screams of the beasts were replaced the screams 
                of our men. The last I remember, a seven-meter long talon was 
                ripping my lung to shreds." 
              
                 
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                     Start of turn 6 
                     
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              "Of course you have the debrief, go on." 
              "Yes, I do. I am told that Lightning secure a large relic, 
                the Spinegaunts secured two smaller ones, and a large one, Thunder 
                slew a Warrior and took a small relic from him, and one of our 
                Mandrakes faded into the shadows with a relic in hand, the sole 
                survivor of his squad after an assault by Mjolnir." 
               
              
                 
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                     End of game. 
                     
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              Fallox bowed, turned on his heel, and started to walk briskly 
                from the room. 
              "Where do you think you are going?" 
              "Archon, I go now to flee with the remnants of my Kabal's 
                wounded. Reports are that a wave of Hive Fleet Phage approaches 
                our position even as we speak." 
              Fallox stepped onto a Jetbike and kicked it to life. As he sped 
                off he yelled, "Die well!" 
              A final look at the tokens 
              
              From left to right: 
              
                - Lightning sitting on a Marble (ouch that smarts) - +250 Tyranids
 
                - Spinegaunts picked up a prize (one gets discarded) - +150 
                  Tyranids
 
                - Spinegaunts play with the other marble - +250 Tyranids
 
                - Spinegaunts eats another small prize - +100 Tyranids
 
                - Thunder takes a prize from a Warrior squad - +50 Tyranids
 
                - A lone Mandrake clings desperately to his prize - +50 Dark 
                  Eldar 
 
               
              Wrap-up
              This battle was really close until Turn 4 or 5. The Dark Eldar 
                was kicking some serious bug tail in assault. Then some key battles 
                went my way and a more than a few units came within just inches 
                of being too far from where they needed to be. I was fortunate 
                in that regard (in spite of the pathetic lack of accuracy of my 
                Spore Mines). 
               Dark Eldar have some really cool and unusual units and Chuck 
                was a great sport and opponent. He kept me on my toes the whole 
                game. I can't get over the capabilities of those cheap little 
                8-point Warriors; I can't even make a mutable genus Gaunt with 
                that statline! 
              I also managed to snatch up a lot of objectives at the last second 
                thanks to a good Fleet of Claw roll and some fortunate post-assault 
                positioning (pure luck there). 
              Thanks Chuck! 
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