Surprise attack at Scavy Pit

 The tale of Klovis now takes an uncertain turn. As our messiah and I where overseeing operations in the Underhive a dastardly band of scavies dared attack our small party

 Led by a heretical wyrd the sinners pounced upon us

 Some of our brothers where pinned by their deviant onslaught

 Shaking off the surprise I led a group of the faithful to safety

 While Klovis punished the mutants for their gall

 The mercenary bounty hunters then came to our rescue, cutting a bloody path trough the ranks of the heretic, proving once more that none can withstand the wrath of Redemption (and its allies)

 Klovis stumbled under a telling blow and I felt my heart freeze at such a tremendous setback

 Oh me of little faith! As ever the Redeemer was resourceful in the face of adversity and he made his offenders pay in blood with the Sword of Persecution

 The sinners met their just fate under the blows of Klovis

 Seeing the way ahead open I rushed to safety

 As did Klovis

 And Alpha

 Even the injuried crusaders dragged their way to salvation inch by inch

As the last of us escaped the field the heretics slunk back to their mutant hideout

World Eaters strike cruiser

 Another vessel from Vanguard, this time from the heretical XIIth legion

Black Templars crusade fleet

 My space marine fleet is complete now, it includes one battlebarge, three strike cruisers and a pair of frigates, for a total of 1000pts

 These three cruisers from Vanguard Miniatures are the latest addition to the fleet

 The Majesty. I glued the aft flaps reversed so they don't mask the guns, the kit comes with loads of extra weapon batteries which have been set aside for a huge future project...

 Strike cruiser No Pity, I painted them with the same colours as the Eternal Crusader, using flap colours to set them apart. Painting was really quick, with the most laborious step being freehanding the little crosses on the sides

 The Holy Hand of Antioch. Model comes with two dorsal slots but since the GW ones came with only one turret, I decided to put an antenna in the second hole

Ambush at Mutie Creek

After our close run against the heretics Klovis led the crusade on a campaign of cleansing, beginning by the slaver guild, now in the hands of the nefarious mutants.

  He sprang  an ambush on the unbeliever, scrouging their sinful bodies with the flame of redemption

 I led the remaining brethren, joining the Redeemer's holy slaughter with shots of my own

 The deviant blasphemers where brought down by the power of faith

 Our allies of the corpse guild were attacked by the pitiful remnants of the archenemy, but soon they too where blasted and cut to bits by the relentless crusaders

 Even novices flocked to the joyous execution of the mutants

 Klovis himself despatched the repugnant twists with his Sword of Persecution

 Not even their horrendous alien mercs were safe from our wrath

And with a final shot to the head their leader was killed, crowning the fiery strike of the faithful with laurels of glory

With the foe routed the crusade moved in to purify the place form heretic taint

Boss, the pansy crusher

 The goliath named B036 (or Boss  to friends) is a magnificent physical example carefully gene-sculped in the birth vats of house Goliath. He was sold uphive as a bodyguard to one of the noble houses, but when his charge was killed by a poisoned necklace he was expelled from the Spire, and now plies his trade as a bounty hunter and gun for hire in the Underhive.

 Boss is armed to the teeth with hand flamer, autopistol, powersword and a massive shotgun

55 hours at Peak Inn

 And so it happened that upon the fourteenth day of Burnfuel the scum and deviants of the hive had the effrontery of raising up against their rightful masters, the flames of insurrection leapt from dome to dome and lifelong enemies found themselves shoulder to shoulder fighting for their lives against the tides of madness. Klovis and I led one such defence, entrenched in the Peak Inn drinking den

 As the undeserving eschers manned one side of the barricade we stood stoically on the southern wall

 I encouraged some of our fighters, who formed a reserve inside the bar

 First in the ramparts, the Redeemer rallied his men in the line of fire

 Zombies, mutants and scalies emerged from the benighted depths of the underworld

 Such blasphemy in the eyes of the Emperor had to be purged!

 Air headed as they where the eschers advanced into the foe over the barricades

 Fire from our lines cut down some deviants

 The idiotic eschers soon paid for their foolishness

 Flames leapt from the mutant lines, engulfing the ranks of the faithful

 Wise Klovis sounded the recall, we would meet the scum in our terms inside the bar

 Then the tide of sin reached the dike of our crusade

 Causing some loss

 The reckless coin guild was cut down in pieces

 Bounty hunter Alpha launched herself selflessly against the foe to win us some time

 Fruitlessly the scatily clad harridans tried to stem the zombie horde

 We crowded into the bar, safe for now from the predations of the heretics

 Our other merc, Cyborgette, stood valiantly on the barricade to cover our retreat

 Alpha kept slicing mutants with acrobatic grace

 Zombies and mutants fell upon Cyborgette who stood her ground and took some down with her

 Brave Deza was caught by a repugnant twist

 But the harlots also paid a price in blood

 Raising again as plague zombies!

 The last eschers where rounded up and taken out of action

 The wounded dragged slowly towards the bar

 We had to watch as they where cut down by the onrushing tide, truly they proved to be too weak to merit the Emperor's munificence and so had to pay for their weakness

 Even the escher leader was bitten by the undead

 Turning into a shambling automaton

 The repulsive deviants charged the door, but we met them with a fusillade fo fire that sent them tumbling to the ground

 Klovis himself despatched one with his shotgun

 Standing to the last Cyborgette was finally brought down by the massed foe, but with her last breath she prevented the enemy flamers from firing into the bar, earning her an eternal place in the annals of the true faith

 Incredibly enough Alpha was still alive and kicking, standing proudly over a sea of enemies

As the enforcer counterattack blazed from the gates of the dome  and routed the cowardly degenerates we took stock: many of the faith and even more godless eschers had been killed and injuried, but we had weathered the storm of aberrant hate and endured the heretic onslaught thanks to our faith in the Emperor!