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Good day, fellow scalies,
This was supposed to be a post in the Battle Reports section, detailing how my new lord managed to fight the arrogant High Elves to a standstill with just the most basic troops available to him.
I refer, of course, to the second battle my Slann master recently fought, which followed his awesome defeat of the Druchii raiders chasing me after my escape.
So there I was, trying to remember what had happened in precise detail, that I may relate it to all. I was somewhat vague as to the details of the High Elf war host, so I rang up their general on the phone...I mean, scrying stone, and asked if he would please help me out with some of the details.
He flatly refused. And then he told me why.
During our last battle, a 2250 encounter, he had been playing almighty Teclis as his primary spellcaster. Granted, a powerful magician, yet frail as a Lustrian cucumber out of season. By his 3rd turn, he was frustrated at his placement of Teclis, having put him safely inside a well-protected unit which was a little too far out of range. So he moved the mage out of the unit and marched him forward that he might cast something useful to him and devastating to us.
He got off one good spell (I don't remember which, he refuses to tell me), and then came our turn.
My Slann master wheeled and moved to meet this puny caster, and as luck would have it, managed to cast Conflagration of Doom.
Right on Teclis' heavily swathed and crowned head.
To add insult to injury...Teclis died. He took a wound from the initial hits, then rolled two 1's for the further 2 hits, and was wounded by both.
So upset is this High Elf general, he refuses to assist me until he's had a rematch, in style.
To that end, on Saturday we have scheduled a whopper 4000-point-a-side grudge match. I shall thus be reporting on that instead.
For future reference: never ask for help from a commanding officer who recently lost his most precious little wizard.
Still...looking forward to doing it again...
Yours in scales,
This was supposed to be a post in the Battle Reports section, detailing how my new lord managed to fight the arrogant High Elves to a standstill with just the most basic troops available to him.
I refer, of course, to the second battle my Slann master recently fought, which followed his awesome defeat of the Druchii raiders chasing me after my escape.
So there I was, trying to remember what had happened in precise detail, that I may relate it to all. I was somewhat vague as to the details of the High Elf war host, so I rang up their general on the phone...I mean, scrying stone, and asked if he would please help me out with some of the details.
He flatly refused. And then he told me why.
During our last battle, a 2250 encounter, he had been playing almighty Teclis as his primary spellcaster. Granted, a powerful magician, yet frail as a Lustrian cucumber out of season. By his 3rd turn, he was frustrated at his placement of Teclis, having put him safely inside a well-protected unit which was a little too far out of range. So he moved the mage out of the unit and marched him forward that he might cast something useful to him and devastating to us.
He got off one good spell (I don't remember which, he refuses to tell me), and then came our turn.
My Slann master wheeled and moved to meet this puny caster, and as luck would have it, managed to cast Conflagration of Doom.
Right on Teclis' heavily swathed and crowned head.
To add insult to injury...Teclis died. He took a wound from the initial hits, then rolled two 1's for the further 2 hits, and was wounded by both.
So upset is this High Elf general, he refuses to assist me until he's had a rematch, in style.
To that end, on Saturday we have scheduled a whopper 4000-point-a-side grudge match. I shall thus be reporting on that instead.
For future reference: never ask for help from a commanding officer who recently lost his most precious little wizard.
Still...looking forward to doing it again...
Yours in scales,
