Father versus son

 

Recently  I've started playing Jedi:Survivor, the latest videogame release based in the Star Wars universe, and I decided to bring out my legion stuff for a battle between rebels and imperials set some time after The Empire Strikes Back

In the first turn the imperials advanced in the centre and left flank, concentrating fire on the rebel AT-RT

And blowing it up in the second turn

Vader meanwhile had been advancing steadily behind some ruins, springing an ambush on a rebel squad that was killed to a man

While John Williams music played on the background the rebels launched an offensive push by the right, decimating a squad of stormtroopers

And taking down the scout bikes with Bo-Katan and her mandos

Who fell subsequently to the sith lord's blade

In a desperate attempt to turn the tide of the battle Luke charged his father, both heroes trading blows during the rest of the game

But it was all over for the Rebellion when the imperials came out of cover and wiped out the last pockets of resistance with overwhelming firepower

Standing tall the AT-ST was the imperial MVP of the game, slaughtering rebles left and right thanks to its formidable armament and crew/comms cards

The last rebel standing was Luke, left with one wound remaining on the last turn

The temple of Kara

 

After their last defeat the amazons came back with a vengeance, and took the fight to the hated lizardmen on the ruins of the Temple of Kara

Under heavy rain that made shooting hard priestess Chel and her girls hug cover and move forwards

Locking in place a saurus and a skink with a spell

While on the other side of the pyramid amazons and skinks play cat and mouse unwilling of exposing themselves to a charge by the enemy

At last Chel gives the order and the slithering tribe moves to the attack, three women charging the foe covered by arrows and sunstaff blasts

The priestess taking potshots at any lizard that gets within range of her staff

Meanwhile the enemy warband's leader has climbed the pyramid only to find a swarm of spiders

Having dispatched the lizardmen hiding behind a bush Chel and the girls them move to attack the skinks

Some of the diminutive lizardmen charge, but the amazons prove too tough for them

Having frozen all skinks with her spell the priestess joins the melee to finish them off

Surrounded the small creatures do their best

But the combination of magic blades and female ferocity proves to be their undoing

Behind them the missile girls keep the saurus distracted with arrow volleys

Provoking a final charge

Answered in time by the rest of the warband

One by one the hulking lizardmen are cut down

Killed by the mystical blades of the amazons

And to finish up the game the last lizard is bound up

And sacrificed to the godess on top of the pyramid!

The island of sacrifices

After some years without playing Mordheim we've retaken the setting with a jungle encounter between amazons and lizardmen 

Amongst a thick fog that hid the combatants from view both sides moved forwards through the jungle

Hugging cover the amazons let go volley after volley at the skinks, falling some of them to the arrows of the brave piranha warriors

Meanwhile the shield maidens had crept forwards, hiding themselves behind some ruins

Even the jungle took its cut, carnivorous plants and plenty of critters pestering both warbands

With the right flank under control priestess Chel orderd the advance

Felling a skink brave with her solar staff

The small lizardmen were no amtch for the athletic women, who slaughtered them without pity

Abeit some of them fell too

The ruins echoes witth he sound of battle as the lizardmen charged into the fray

Poisonous mushrooms and native traps appearing amongst the undergrowth

One amazon was even killed by a giant worm that sprang from a bush and latched on her throat

With only the skink priest remaining on the right the amazons tried to kill him

But the veteran lizard evaded their blows and even brought down one of the tattooed girls

And then out of the jungle a carnivorous plant engulfed priestess Chel bringing the amazons under their morale threshold

With nothing to lose the muscular women then charged across the field seeking to wipe out the enemy, who thanks to its cold blood was passing all morale checks

But alas, having failed their third roll the slithering tribe retreated from the field