Crovax the Undying

[Frank]

Ik dacht misschien is het wel leuk als ik mijn idee achter mijn Red Corsairs post.

Background

Warband: Red Corsairs warband
Leader: Crovax the Undying
Speciality: Arcane artefacts and forgotten/forbidden knowledge.

Crovax:

Crovax was originally a sergeant in the One Thousand Sons, an exceptionable leader but with no psychic abilities. Crovax squad was in charge of securing arcane artefacts and researching foreign technology. A little time before the Rubric had been cast he came in possession of a mighty artefact, a Daemon weapon of Tzeentch. This daemon weapon turned out to be key in preserving Crovax when the Rubric was cast. While the other marines with little to no psychic powers were returned to dust, Crovax remained. The Daemon weapon infused with a part of a deamon saved him from being turned into dust. Yet the urge to find knowledge grew. Shortly after the Rubric was cast Crovax left the One Thousand Sons.

As Crovax travelled across the warp explored many worlds he attracted cultists and renegades to his side and slowly his power rose. Crovax worked for many minor chaos lords retrieving artefacts of importance for them, until a hundred years ago Crovax came into contact with a fleet of the Red Corsairs, which was under command of Huron Blackheart himself. Only few people know what happened on the comlinks, but ever since that encounter Crovax has been working for the Red Corsairs, wearing their colors and extracting knowledge and artefacts all across the galaxy for the Red Corsairs, even far out of the operating areas of the Red Corsairs. There are rumours among those that know of the Red Corsairs that Huron is busy gathering support of the Dark Mechanicus so that he can get his claws on Defilers, up till now only spotted near the Eye of Terror. It is very likely that Crovax is playing an important part in this.


Nou dat was et dan, mocht iemand duidelijke fluff problemen in me verhaaltje zien laat het dan even weten dan kan ik het zo mogelijk aanpassen. Overigens had ik het idee dat Crovax the One Thousand Sons heeft verlaten met een schip dat over sterke stealth capaciteit beschikt.. ik weet niet of er zo’n soort schip bestaat/bestond of wat voor type het zou moeten zijn. Kan het natuurlijk altijd zelf gewoon aan elkaar verzinnen met mijn eigen fluff.

Verder zal ik is kijken of ik misschien nog wat meer background kan schrijven voor mijn leger en hier battlereports posten. Ohw jah, en nu weten jullie natuurlijk wat er in mijn leger gaat komen als ik 2000 punten heb ;D

[Big Brother]

Fluff problemen heb ik niet... Maar ehh... Zal ik dan de foutjes er voor je uithalen?

Wel vraag ik mij af, leeft Huron nog wel? En als hij dood is (want er staat namelijk een verhaal over dat hij verslagen wordt in één van de boeken), wanneer is dat gebeurd?

En hij heet Crovax the Cursed, maar ik lees niets over een Curse in je verhaal.

Maar hier even een edit:

Crovax was originally a sergeant in the Thousand Sons Chapter, an exceptional leader but with no psychic abilities. Crovax' squad was in charge of securing arcane artefacts and researching foreign technology. A short time before the Rubric had been cast he came in possession of a mighty artefact, a Daemon weapon of Tzeentch. This Daemon weapon turned out to be the key in preserving Crovax when the Rubric was cast. While those Marines possessing little to no psychic powers were turned to dust, Crovax remained standing. The Daemon weapon, infused with a deamon's soul, saved him from being turned into dust. After this, the urge to find knowledge grew. Shortly after the Rubric was cast Crovax left the Thousand Sons.

As Crovax travelled across the warp, he explored many worlds. He attracted cultists and renegades to his side and slowly his power rose. Crovax worked for many minor Chaos lords, retrieving artefacts of importance for them, until a hundred years ago Crovax came into contact with a fleet of the Red Corsairs, under command of Huron Blackheart himself.

Few know what happened on the comm-links, but ever since that encounter Crovax has been working for the Red Corsairs, wearing their colors and extracting knowledge and artefacts all across the galaxy for the Red Corsairs, even far out of the operating areas of the Red Corsairs. There are rumours among those that know of the Red Corsairs that Huron is busy gathering support of the Dark Mechanicus so that he can get his claws on Defilers, up till now only spotted near the Eye of Terror. It is very likely that Crovax is playing an important part in this.


Nou dat was het dan, mocht iemand duidelijke fluff problemen in mijn verhaaltje zien, laat het dan even weten, dan kan ik het zo mogelijk aanpassen. Overigens had ik het idee dat Crovax the Thousand Sons heeft verlaten met een schip dat over sterke stealth capaciteit beschikt.. ik weet niet of er zo’n soort schip bestaat/bestond of wat voor type het zou moeten zijn. Kan het natuurlijk altijd zelf gewoon aan elkaar verzinnen met mijn eigen fluff.

Verder zal ik eens kijken of ik misschien nog wat meer background kan schrijven voor mijn leger en hier battle reports kan posten. Ohw jah, en nu weten jullie natuurlijk wat er in mijn leger gaat komen als ik 2000 punten heb.

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Ik vind het in ieder geval een vet verhaal. Het enige wat ik me dus afvraag is of Huron nog wel leeft, maar als dat zo is, dan vind ik dit een bruut verhaal.

PS: Wat is de Rubric?

[Frank]

Ja ik had em eerst de cursed genoemd, maar het is niet echt een curse... daarom the undying. Vind ik wat beter bij de ontwikkeling van character passen. Cursed , klinkt wel cool maar kan niet echt iets bedenken waarom hij cursed zou moeten zijn. Undying wel, omdat de deamon die in zijn wapen opgesloten zit ervoor zorgt dat Crovax telkens bij een genadeklap weggeteleporteerd wordt naar een plek ver van de battle vandaan. Zo kan me character lekker nooit echt doodgaan

De Rubric of Ahriman, dat is een spell die Ahriman gecast heeft zodat de Thousand Sons niet muteren door de warp, de spell was een groot succes... nou jah misschien iets te groot. Alle Thousand Sons die geen of weinig psychich ability hadden werden veranderd in stof, en hun armor werd naadloos. Zo zit de geest nog steeds in de powerarmor gevangen maar is er een sorcerer voor nodig om de geest wakker en scherp te houden. Alle psykers bleven wel gewoon normaal en kunnen niet muteren.

[Big Brother]

Ah, thanks for the info!

Verder ontzettend tof verhaal hoor. Undying klinkt inderdaad ook beter dan Cursed. Cursed zou misschien beter passen bij een op Empire of Bretonnia geinspireerd Vampire Counts leger of zo...

[Frank]

Inderdaad!

Overigens heb ik vanaf 1 uur zitten zwoegen om mijn 2e obliterator in elkaar te zetten. En ja ja na 3 uur zwoegen is hij eindelijk in elkaar! Wat betekent dat ik nu mijn 1000 punten leger zonder proxies kan inzetten. Nu nog even wachten op de Rhino en assault marine jetpacks en dan heb ik de spullen voor een 1500 punten leger klaar . En dan gaan we is even flink schilderen want de volgende aankoop wil ik dan pas doen als ik minimaal 1000 punten geschilderd heb! Gelukkig zijn de units bij chaos marines niet zo groot ;D

[Frank]

Crovax overlooked the valley. It had seen combat before, ruins of some old imperial barracks stood near a creek that streamed down from the mountain on the left. In the middle of the valley there was some sort of old pumping station. At least that is what it looked like, the valley seemed to have been abandoned for a long time already and most of the ruins were overgrown with bushes and trees. But staring at the valley was not what Crovax had come for to this planet. It was an old shrine that held artefacts of importance for Lord Huron. It had taken some time to find this shrine on the planet, clues to the location if it had been shattered across many planets in the system. Likely to try and stop anyone from finding the horror that was locked away in this shrine. But now Crovax was here, finally and just in time as well. A splinterfleet from a major hivefleet had found its way to the system and was getting ready to consume this and other worlds in the system. Because of this Crovax had decided to field a decent sized defence force that would have to hold of any tyrannid assault on the valley.

“Movement in the ruins, Lord Crovax”. It was Targus voice. Crovax scanned the ruins, and indeed after a few minutes he saw something flash past an open door.

“Lord Crovax, scans show that a group of tyrannids is heading towards the valley. They have just split from the main Tyrannid group. The main host is still heading to the planetary defense force battle lines.”

Crovax sighed, it never gets to be an easy job, he thought to himself before barking orders to his warband. “Get ready for fighting, Hakr and Fark take up positions on the slope at the left side of the valley, keep an eye on the overgrowth at the other side of the valley. Targus, keep an eye on those ruins. Ragur, mount the Rhino and get ready to spill blood for your god. Icarus, take up positions around the shrine. My squad will provide force wherever needed.”

Crovax felt his Daemon weapon coming to life in his hands. “I smell a battle” Kar’zek gniffled in the mind of Crovax. A vision struck Crovax, something that happened every now and then when the Daemon stirred to life. He saw through the eyes of what must have been one of the Berserkers. Genestealers were upon them and even though the berserkers tried to stand valiantly against these monstrosities they were in the process of loosing badly, as the chainsword of the berserker he ‘possessed’ came down towards the skull of one of the genestealers he saw claws punching through his back. Carving the powerarmor open like it was a tin can and gibbing the berserker in the process. The last thing he saw was a giant broodlord ripping the head of Ragur as he faded into darkness.

“Confirmed Genestealers with Broodlord in the ruins, poor as much fire into it as possible Targus”, Crovax ordered and then went on with a rigid tone “Ragur, you stay away from those ruins I need you to mince any ranged troops”

“Affirmative Crovax” Ragur answered. He never addressed Crovax with the Lord title and Crovax only tolerated this clear insubordination because Ragur was a Khornate. Still Ragur had proved his worth in many battles, and was a good asset to the warband. Someone Crovax could use well.

“How much time does your team need to extract the artefact to ground level so we can clear off this doomed planet, Plutorius?”

“We are in the process of bypassing the security measures Lord Crovax, I estimate we will need two hours to return to groundlevel”.
A dustcloud appeared on the horizon. The tyrannid horde had arrived. The Rhino with Ragur and his squad rumbled into life and raced of towards the ruins. “Always ignoring orders, always serving destiny”, the daemon said. In his mind Crovax crossed off Ragur and his squad and made a note to request a new Khorne berserker squad from Huron.

“Two large tyranid bioconstructs on approach” Fark voice boomed through the voxcaster over the sound of a pair of lascannons firing. “ Winged Hive Tyrant spotted. Priority target. Requesting support to slow down the advance of the Carnifex Lord Crovax”

“Affirmative, Icarus provide support for our Obliterators”

An acknowledgment from Icarus was returned and Crovax saw the squad move up to slow down the advance of the Carnifex. The Rhino had reached the ruins and Crovax saw the Berserkers disembark and fire their bolt pistols into the genestealer group that had emerged from the ruins. A few fell, but not enough. Targus squad took aim at the genestealers as well but the range meant that most bolts went off target.

“Move up, we will need to secure the middle and cleanse the genestealers in unholy fire.” Crovax ordered to his own squad of terminators. As he and his squad moved up, Crovax unleashed the energy that writhed from his weapon into the Genestealers. One bolt of tzeetnchian fire struck home and the genestealer fell to the ground quickly mutating into an unrecognizable blob of flesh. The Genestealers were now onto the berserkers, and as in Crovax vision the berserkers were little more than a stain on the ground within a few minutes.
The Daemon who had a part of his essence infused into the weapon Crovax was wielding let loose laughter at the death of the Khornates. “And destiny prevails again!”.

The battle was now raging on fully. The Genestealers had turned on the Rhino to try and get to the crew, but the armor of the Rhino seemed to be better at withstanding the rending diamondhard claws of the Genestealers. The bolter was torn off but the hatches seemed to be holding it against the assault. Meanwhile squad Targus had dispatched a mauled unit of termagaunts and retook aim at the genestealers. Squad Icarus meanwhile managed an almost impossible feat and managed to take down the Carnifex although half of the squad had been wiped out from the battle. As Crovax overlooked the field of battle, he saw Fark and Hakr battle the hive tyrant, with success it seemed. The creature was bleeding ichor from large holes that were caused by the powerfists wielded by the obliterators.

“Squad, move up to the Genestealers, time to remove that menace from the field”

“Lord Crovax, we are making our way to the surface as we speak, we will be ready for extraction in 20 minutes, how is the situation on the ground?”

“Next time be back before we get hit by a tyranid horde Plutorius. We will have cleared this vermin by the time you get back.” Crovax answered with a sneer.”

Crovax and his squad were now in range to unleash the flamers upon the genestealer brood and let loose a burning inferno that engulfed the genestealers and the front ranks of the hormagaunts that were behind it. After the flames had cleared only the broodlord was still standing defiant of death, still burning but seemingly not suffering any discomfort from it. There was one gaping wound in the chitin armor though, where a bolter shot had pierced through and tore a hole in the creature. “Get ready to assault it, squad”. The broodlord was lightning fast however and before any of the terminators or Crovax could strike it was already upon Karkus ripping the terminator armor open with easy. Crovax Daemon weapon writhed with energy and with unholy speed Crovax unleashed a flurry of attacks upon the broodlord, the chitin plating of the broodlord no match for the daemonic energy that emitted from the weapon. The mighty broodlord, who had inflicted heavy casualties upon Crovax warband exploded into a fine green mist. Only the termagaunts and a ravener remained, as Crovax heard the dying roar of the Hive Tyrant. “Hive Tyrant neutralized” Fark’s voice boomed.

Surrounded by a sea of termagaunts a wicked smile appeared on Crovax’s face. “Time to put this vermin down”.

As the battle cleared, Crovax looked upon the remains of his warband. There had been some losses but the only significant one was the loss of the Berserker squad that Lord Huron had attached to his warband. The Rhino that had come with the Berserkers was not beyond repair and Plutorius and his crew had returned to the surface carrying crates filled with the scrolls and artefacts they had come to claim

“Lord Crovax, extraction is under way and will arrive in ten minutes. The main tyrannid host has destroyed the PDF defense lines and is now moving towards your position. They will not reach your position before extraction."

“Good, Lord Huron will be pleased”.

Nou dit is een soort van battle report van mijn battle met Nick. Ik heb misschien de namen van de termagaunts and hormagaunts door elkaar gehaald omdat ik nooit weet welke nou bij welk model past. Maar dat kan ik nog wel aanpassen als ik het fout heb. Er zullen nog wel wat meer fouten in zitten, want ik heb dit uit mijn hoofd opgeschreven. Ook is dit mijn eerste poging om het in een verhaaltje te gieten, dus ik hoop dat het een beetje leuk is

[Niels]

Gaaf gedaan! Meer graag =)

[Deleted]

Vet verhaal! hier wil ik er meer van zien !

[Deleted]

Mooi man,
Echt heel vet.

Groetjes,
Dstoof