Battle Report: The Reckoning
The following narrative battle report covers a game between Bill's Dark Angels and Paul's Inexorable Death Guard. Written by Bill Foster.
Brother Librarian Marbius rolled his shoulders in his Blue Terminator Plate, it’s deep Navy Blue made him standout significantly from the deep forest green armor plate of his fellow Dark Angels, and the Night Black Armor of the newly arrived Ravenwing Attack Bike Squad on his left flank.
All Space Marine Librarians of all Chapters typically wore the Blue plate signifying their membership in the Libraricus, but Brother Librarian Marbius’s Terminator plate has one outstanding outlier…the Bone White shoulder Pauldron signifying his membership to the Dark Angels Inner Circle, the Deathwing. He grimaced, the campaign has been difficult, with battles lost to the savage Orks, and a closely lost confrontation with the Death Guard, indeed his trusted Lieutenant, Brother Freed still laid in the Apothecarium aboard the Cruiser “Caliban’s Storm”.
The Intercessor Sergeant to his right scanned the noxious fog rolling over the forested hillsides to their front, racked a round into the chamber of his Bolt Rifle, and quietly stated, “The Hated 14th Legion again marches on our lines My Lord”
Marbius replied “Let them know who they march upon Brother…”
The Intercessor Sergeant, started to slowly beat his fist on his chest plate, timing his percussions with his two hearts
Then the Primarus Marines in his squad followed suit, slowly beating their chest plates…and Dark Angels down the line followed suit…The Eradicators in their Heavy Gravis Armor, The Ravenwing astride their attack bikes, even Honored Brother Lucerian enthroned in his Massive Redemptor Dreadnought suit slammed his Combat Fist against his chest plate.
The thunderous percussions echoed over the valley, the valley soon to be filled with Smoke, Gunfire, Shell Casings, Blood, and the bodies of the fallen.
The Dark Angels, started to whisper over the beating of their armor plate “we have come…we are death”
The whisper became a chant “We Have Come…We Are Death”
The chant became a shout “ We Have Come…We are Death!”
The shout became a Battle Cry “WE HAVE COME…WE ARE DEATH!!!”
As the first lines of the Death Guard emerged from the Noxious Fog, Brother Librarian Marbius aimed “Foe Smiter”, his relic Storm Bolter at the enemy and invoked the courage of the Dark Angels “FOR THE LION!!!” and the Dark Angels unleashed their fury and anger.