Im trying to do this again, so here is the Orriginal Post:

thenoobbomb wrote:Hey all!
So, I recently got this idea for a Warhammer RPG, since there isnt one.
To be clear, this is a WHFB RPG and not a 40k one.
Everybody can join, and if there are people interested in this, then the RPG topic will come soon enough

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The background:

An Empire city is under attack, and is surrounded by more armies, but those are also fighting eachother.
Luckily, the Empire city also got reinforcements, so hope remains.

It sure is short and empty, but it makes it more easy to RP, and you an make up some things yourself during the RPG too!
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The rules:

- Be kind to each other
- Have fun
- Dont kill the character of someone else (unless agreed)
- Dont insult other players
- And all the dakkadakka rules
- Dont create OP characters.
So, I have made a table that you need to fill in if you want to join. Have fun!
thenoobbomb

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Character name:
Character age:
Character race:
Appearence:
Armor/weapons:
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If your character has an army (max. 150 followers), then fill this in:

Name of army:
Sub-commander army:
What troops are in the army?:

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Players:
ChocolateGork:
Character name: Irmenhild
Character age: 24
Character race: Human, Female
Appearence: Heavily Scarring all over body and face, Long Brown Hair, Blue Eyes, Average Height
Armor/weapons:Unique Ornate Repeater Handgun (3 Bullets Left), Single very thin 5 inch spike hidden in hair Leather Cuirass, Long and Hooded Black Cloak, Face Wrap (Exposes only mouth and eyes), Single Steel Gauntlet on right arm.
Cloth pants, Tunic and Undergarments
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zman111
Character name: Gobgut
Character age: 32
Character race: orc
Appearence: Larger than normal extremely muscular orc (think troll sized). His neck is the only major weak point in his armor. He has a scarf of dwarven corpses tied together with their beards. Beady red glowing eyes. capable of intelligent speech and thought- is known to use cunning tactics and hire himself out as a merc to those willing to pay his massive fees.
Armor/weapons: full body armor, custom helmet, large tower sheild, great hammer

Name of army: Great Gougers of Gobthorn Gorge
Sub-commander army: The shamen Grobnotter (dunno what you mean here so I named a sub commander for my army)
What troops are in the army?: 90 boys of various weapons (mostly crossbows and pikes), 30 or so boar riders(with pikes), 20 black orks (again with pikes), 2 rock lobbaz (4 krew each) and 2 trolls (with big pikes)
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black templar
Character age: 237
Character race: Chaos, human
Appearence:
Armour: Plate armour on chest and arms, chain mail on legs and head.
Weapons: Manreaper, Hand crossbow (10 arrows with nurgle rot arrow heads) and Miasma of Pestilence Spell.
Bio: For 2 centuries he a cursed the land spreading nurgle's plagues slaying champions and leaders. Once he has slain the most powerful he takes the army for his own and leads them to their deaths so nurgle will grant him more and more power. After 100 yours N'emoran searched the darkest lands for a pet that's when he came across Semora a mighty Black Dragon many of N'emoran's warriors died capturing the mighty beast, N'emoran did not take long to brake her will now they conquer lands together the master and the puppet.

NPC:
Name: Semora
Type :Black Dragons
Age: Moon Dragons
Armour: Strong scales and so plated armour.
Weapons: noxious gas, Teeth and claws
Abilities: Flying
Appearance:



Lyzin Locrian:

Character name: Groshnik Grungersun The Daemon Slayer
Character age: 217
Character race: Dwarf
Appearence: Looks like most other slayers, except his beard is longer and his mohawk bigger, and he has even more scars then all the other slayers. His body is covered in tatoos (all blue) and he looks like he's angry all time (because he is)
Armor/weapons: His axe Myarnir inscribed with a master rune of swiftness, a rune of Snorri Spenglehelm, and a rune of fury
Bio: Groshnik is the son of King Gronyuk who ruled over Karaz Grundruf for many a year. The two axes Myarnir and Minnormir were at the time weilded by Groshnik's father and mother respectively, whom were both famous warriors and renowned throughout the land for their many victories on the battlefield. Both Groshnik and his younger brother Grobnik were raised to become mighty warriors as well, and it wasn't long before they to were fighting against the many foes that besieged them at Karaz Grundruf. When Groshnik was 132 years old, he and his brother were defending Karaz Grundruf from an invasion of Chaos Dwarves whilst his parents were off fighting goblins. It was just as the siege was nearing its end when a messenger somehow broke through the enemies lines. He told Groshnik that his mother and father were quickly losing their battle against some new foe they had never come across before, and that they needed their help of they were going to survive. The messenger then went insane and threw himself from the castle walls.Stirred into action by their love for their parents, Groshnik and his brother broke the siege, taking many casualties as a result, and then imediatly set out to rescue their parents. Unfortunately, by the time they got there, Groshnik's parents as well as their entire army was dead. No evidence could be found on who it was that had masacered so many able bodied dwarves, so Groshnik took up the axe Myarnir and his brother Minnormir, and the two vowed that they would not rest untill they had avenged their parents deaths. When they returned to Karaz Grundruf, they found that it had been ransacked and then burned to the ground by yet another unknown foe. There were no survivors of the battle, and having failed their people so horribly, Groshnik, Grobnik, and all their warriors sentenced themselves to live out the rest of their hopefully short lifes as slayers. Over the next 85 years the number of slayers following Groshnik has been constantly changeing, both from old slayers finally acomplishing their goal of death, and other new slayers coming to join their sorry ranks. They currently number around 500, the rest are at the moment wandering a nearby mountain range searching for worthy foes to hurl themselves at.

Name of army: The Slayers of Karaz Grundruf
Sub-commander army: Groshnik's little brother Grobnik The Dragon Slayer
What troops are in the army?: 90 Troll Slayers armed with slayer axes, 60 Giant Slayers armed with slayer axes, Grobnik armed with his axe Minnormir inscribed with a rune of fury, a rune of Snorri Spenglehelm, and a rune of speed

Character name: Irmenhild
Character age: 24
Character race: Human, Female
Appearence: Heavily Scarring all over body and face, Long Brown Hair, Blue Eyes, Average Height
Armor/weapons:Unique Ornate Repeater Handgun (3 Bullets Left), Single very thin 5 inch spike hidden in hair Leather Cuirass, Long and Hooded Black Cloak, Face Wrap (Exposes only mouth and eyes), Single Steel Gauntlet on right arm.
Cloth pants, Tunic and Undergarments

Welcome! Would you like to have an army? Then please post it

No army, just a disfigured woman

Character name: Gobgut
Character age: 32
Character race: orc
Appearence: Larger than normal extremely muscular orc (think troll sized). His neck is the only major weak point in his armor. He has a scarf of dwarven corpses tied together with their beards. Beady red glowing eyes. capable of intelligent speech and thought- is known to use cunning tactics and hire himself out as a merc to those willing to pay his massive fees.
Armor/weapons: full body armor, custom helmet, large tower sheild, great hammer

Name of army: Great Gougers of Gobthorn Gorge
Sub-commander army: The shamen Grobnotter (dunno what you mean here so I named a sub commander for my army)
What troops are in the army?: 90 boys of various weapons (mostly crossbows and pikes), 30 or so boar riders(with pikes), 20 black orks (again with pikes), 2 rock lobbaz (4 krew each) and 2 trolls (with big pikes)

Character name: N'emoran
Character age: 237
Character race: Chaos, human
Appearence:
Armour: Plate armour on chest and arms, chain mail on legs and head.
Weapons: Manreaper, Hand crossbow (10 arrows with nurgle rot arrow heads) and Miasma of Pestilence Spell.
Bio: For 2 centuries he a cursed the land spreading nurgle's plagues slaying champions and leaders. Once he has slain the most powerful he takes the army for his own and leads them to their deaths so nurgle will grant him more and more power. After 100 yours N'emoran searched the darkest lands for a pet that's when he came across Semora a mighty Black Dragon many of N'emoran's warriors died capturing the mighty beast, N'emoran did not take long to brake her will now they conquer lands together the master and the puppet.

NPC:
Name: Semora
Type :Black Dragons
Age: Moon Dragons
Armour: Strong scales and so plated armour.
Weapons: noxious gas, Teeth and claws
Abilities: Flying
Appearance:

Welcome all!
Its obvious to everybody that all forces of order defend, and forces of chaos siege together with Tomb Kings?
Ogres can be both sides, since they are ogres.

So where do we start?

When: few people more
Where: Forces of order: inside city
Forces of Destruction: around a mile fromn the city's east side.

Can we start?

Well, why not.

Here is me:

Name: Ghast the Cannibal
Age: ????
Race: Strigoi Vampire (Ghoul King), male
Appearence:
Armor/weapons: No armor, no sword. Clwas can pierce trough armor.

Name of Army: The Fallen of Hell Fen
Sub Commander: Kurt the Necromancer
Troops: 1 terrorgheist (mount), 90 Ghouls, 30 skeletons, 20 wights

(shall we assume their is a garrison in the city)

I will begin in a tavern.

I will start to make my way through the city towards the main entrance to the keep (or palace)

Yes, we assume there is a garrison.

I shall also assume their are other chaos and good armies for sake of balance. (SCALE FTW)

I'll throw a kink into everyones plans
(as a note I know nothing of warhammer fluff, so if I get something wrong say something)
Character name: Vornak "The Bronze Titan" Dervaj
Character age: 38
Character race: Human
Appearence: A giant of a man who has fought on the front of damn near every war since the age of 14. his accumulated experiences have scarred his physical form whilst honing his strategic wits to a razor's edge, known for his unorthodox techniques his company has become on high demand. Six months ago a group stole a heavy chunk of the companies gold. Vornak grabbed his elite Black Horse Cavalry and set off in search of the gold and vengeance.
Armor/weapons: Bronze plate mail, greatsword, Daemonic Mount, Silver Barding

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125 men(and some other races)

Name of army: The Gilded Company "The Black Horse Company"
Sub-commander army: Gerratak (Goblin)
What troops are in the army: 125 Heavy Cavalry (by heavy cavalry I just mean durable mounted warriors of various races and types)
Information: Due to this companies success and Vornaks general moral apathy the company has attracted many warriors from many races, from Goblins to High Elves to Chaos Beastmen, fully assembled the company numbers around 5000 strong

Character name: Prince Achtenon
Character age: 2786
Character race: Tomb King/prince
Appearence: Skinny, Bony,Wrapped, Quite tall, not very pretty.
Armor/weapons: A bit of gold armour, Greatsword and Shield.
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Name of army: Achtenosii
Sub-commander army: liche priest Sethbis
number of soldiers: 150
What troops are in the army?:

100 skeleton warriors (60% with sword and shield or spears, 40% archers)
20 skeleton cavalry.
2 bone giants
1 warsphinx (4 archers.)
1 necrosphinx
7 tomb swarm
3 chariots
12 ushabti (3 with great bows)

as a note I am quite the mercenary, in other words I think someone may want to hire me, otherwise I am likely to stay on the sidelines and let the dust blow over

Allright

when does the RP start?

http://www.dakkadakka.com/dakkaforum/posts/list/424183.page

This city will burn for Nurgle.

Character name: Groshnik Grungersun The Daemon Slayer
Character age: 217
Character race: Dwarf
Appearence: Looks like most other slayers, except his beard is longer and his mohawk bigger, and he has even more scars then all the other slayers. His body is covered in tatoos (all blue) and he looks like he's angry all time (because he is)
Armor/weapons: His axe Myarnir inscribed with a master rune of swiftness, a rune of Snorri Spenglehelm, and a rune of fury
Bio: Groshnik is the son of King Gronyuk who ruled over Karaz Grundruf for many a year. The two axes Myarnir and Minnormir were at the time weilded by Groshnik's father and mother respectively, whom were both famous warriors and renowned throughout the land for their many victories on the battlefield. Both Groshnik and his younger brother Grobnik were raised to become mighty warriors as well, and it wasn't long before they to were fighting against the many foes that besieged them at Karaz Grundruf. When Groshnik was 132 years old, he and his brother were defending Karaz Grundruf from an invasion of Chaos Dwarves whilst his parents were off fighting goblins. It was just as the siege was nearing its end when a messenger somehow broke through the enemies lines. He told Groshnik that his mother and father were quickly losing their battle against some new foe they had never come across before, and that they needed their help of they were going to survive. The messenger then went insane and threw himself from the castle walls.Stirred into action by their love for their parents, Groshnik and his brother broke the siege, taking many casualties as a result, and then imediatly set out to rescue their parents. Unfortunately, by the time they got there, Groshnik's parents as well as their entire army was dead. No evidence could be found on who it was that had masacered so many able bodied dwarves, so Groshnik took up the axe Myarnir and his brother Minnormir, and the two vowed that they would not rest untill they had avenged their parents deaths. When they returned to Karaz Grundruf, they found that it had been ransacked and then burned to the ground by yet another unknown foe. There were no survivors of the battle, and having failed their people so horribly, Groshnik, Grobnik, and all their warriors sentenced themselves to live out the rest of their hopefully short lifes as slayers. Over the next 85 years the number of slayers following Groshnik has been constantly changeing, both from old slayers finally acomplishing their goal of death, and other new slayers coming to join their sorry ranks. They currently number around 500, the rest are at the moment wandering a nearby mountain range searching for worthy foes to hurl themselves at.

Name of army: The Slayers of Karaz Grundruf
Sub-commander army: Groshnik's little brother Grobnik The Dragon Slayer
What troops are in the army?: 90 Troll Slayers armed with slayer axes, 60 Giant Slayers armed with slayer axes, Grobnik armed with his axe Minnormir inscribed with a rune of fury, a rune of Snorri Spenglehelm, and a rune of speed

Welcome!

Name: The hydra's head
Age: ????
Race: Champion of Nurgle, male.
Appearence: large, bulky, bloated, constantly surrounded by flies, covered in heavy, plated armour.
Armor/weapons: heavy, deamon armour, gorgon: a large, two handed sword, covered in poison and fangs.
Name of Army: The hydra's legion.
Sub Commander: Festus, aspiring champion of nurgle.
Troops: 1 beast of nurgle (mount) 120 warriors of chaos (mark of nurgle), 30 chaos spawn, 40 forsaken, 120 plague bearers.

Dang it! Am I the only one trying to defend these cities!

TheRobotLol wrote:Name: The hydra's head
Age: ????
Race: Champion of Nurgle, male.
Appearence: large, bulky, bloated, constantly surrounded by flies, covered in heavy, plated armour.
Armor/weapons: heavy, deamon armour, gorgon: a large, two handed sword, covered in poison and fangs.
Name of Army: The hydra's legion.
Sub Commander: Festus, aspiring champion of nurgle.
Troops: 1 beast of nurgle (mount) 120 warriors of chaos (mark of nurgle), 30 chaos spawn, 40 forsaken, 120 plague bearers.

Don't try anything with my Sorcerer or I will lay waste to your forces with my pet & >: D

If you do i shall summon quod'fodus, the blobbly nurgle thing from the desolate north. >

TheRobotLol wrote:If you do i shall summon quod'fodus, the blobbly nurgle thing from the desolate north. >

You cannot do it when you are dead.

((update of army
What troops are in the army?: 180 boys of various weapons (120 pikes, 60 crossbows), 30 boar riders(with pikes), 60 black orks (again with pikes), 5 rock lobbaz (4 crew each) and 10 trolls (with big pikes and armor) (new army total 300 menskis, (including weapon crews)

black templar wrote:

TheRobotLol wrote:If you do i shall summon quod'fodus, the blobbly nurgle thing from the desolate north. >

You cannot do it when you are dead.

but you cannot kill the true folowers of nurgle...

TheRobotLol wrote:

black templar wrote:

TheRobotLol wrote:If you do i shall summon quod'fodus, the blobbly nurgle thing from the desolate north. >

You cannot do it when you are dead.

but you cannot kill the true folowers of nurgle...

Neither can you >: )

black templar wrote:

TheRobotLol wrote:

black templar wrote:

TheRobotLol wrote:If you do i shall summon quod'fodus, the blobbly nurgle thing from the desolate north. >

You cannot do it when you are dead.

but you cannot kill the true folowers of nurgle...

Neither can you >: )

we shall fight another day, for on this day, nurgles work needs doing >

And this man is going to play..
Tyrion.
Cower!

i killed my own character, because i got bored. if i may, i would like to make a new one.

Character name: Gorbaroth, The Bloodthirsthy.
Character age: 165
Character race: Beastmen
Appearence: tall, hairy (long, brown, slightly curly hair) 2 great horns.....beasty
Armor/weapons: Blade-blunter armour+ ramhorn helm/ the Axe of Men, dagger
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Name of army: the Cloven
What troops are in the army?:
-20 gors
-20 gors
-20 gors
-20 gors
-20 ungor raiders.
-10 ungors
-20 bestigors
-10 minotaurs
-10 centigors

well sure.

Character Name: Tyco Ventanus
Character Age: 340
Character Race: High Elven
Appearence: Similar to a phoenix guardsmen's
Armor: Exquisite Phoenix guard style plate
Weapons: Double-sided glave and Longbow

Name of Army: High Elven Phalanx
Troops in the army: 80 Heavily armored spearmen, 20 Phoenix Guard, 50 Armored archers

Welcome

Character name: Tyranic Marta (The wanderer)

Character age: As old as memory

Character race: Human (Chaos)

Appearence: Tyranic stands at just under 8 feet tall, his armour a mixture of dull silver, white and grey. His heavy armour is made from a dull metal and is completely flawless, no scratch adorns it. The armour's faces writhe with chaos runes, and occaisionally a face will leer out of the armour at those it can see (Note it does not actually protrude from the metal, more like a picture of a tortured face that has no real detail just exagerated lines of the mouth and eyes). The armour covers all of his skin and where the visor splits for his face only a white mist and a pair of glowing baleful red eyes can be seen. This mist also falls of his shoulders and wreathes his body as he moves, when he stands it pools at his feet and all around him the ground is frozen over in the frost of an early winter. From his shoulders and down his back hangs a heavy cloak made from the belt of some kind of arctic bear, the white pelt is tattered at the bottom and thin from age but still holds its shape. it is to heavy to billow as he walks but rather hangs heavily and is gently raised by the wind in a flickering fashion. His helmet is a simple helm that has had a pair of unearthly assymetrical horns grow from the temples and up about a foot. The cheekguards also appear to have small slits cut in them that seem to move of thier own accord. His on weapon, a 5 foot sword that he carries with the ease of a small child waving a thin stick, is about 3 inches wide and has a heavy pommelguard and tang made from what appears to be bone. The weapon's blade is smooth and unserrated but seems to instill terror with just the sight of the pommel, which has been fasioned in the shape of a skull, the blade protruding from its mouth. Staring into the eyes of the skull is said to induce madness as it slowly unravels your mind. His gantlets have silver skulls placed over the knuckles and his fur-and-steel greaves have Skulls on the knee pads. Over all this warrior portrays a sense of extreme cold and power. He is unnaproachable and enemies shy away at the stare of his haunted eyes before they are cut in twain by his mighty sword.

Armor/weapons:
The armour of the frost monarch: A powerful suit of armour that seems to chill the air and ground around it, only the chaos gods know what this does to the warrior inside the armour... but whatever the effects Tyranic still moves with blinding speed, gifted to him by a herald of Slaanesh it has an unearthly terror that then begins to ruin the senses as one draws near..
Blade of Deimos: A Herald of Tzeentch gave Tyranic the blade he carries with the promise that it would strip the souls of the victims it slew. The weapon is capavble of tearing through even the most advanced armour.
Helm of the Butcher: Tyrnics followers state that the helm Tyranic bears, was wrested from a chaos lord of Khorne, andgives Tyranic unparralleled strength and skill. (How he managed to kill the chaos lord in the first place is a mystery, some of his follower suggest that he once was a patron of Khorne and only khorne but he reached out and drew the ther chaos gods into his patronage.)
Talisman of decay: Deep in Tyranic's armour he has hidden the talisman of decay, none of his followers know how he came by it, but a mortal sets eyes upon it their very skin begins to rot away and soon they are dead... The problem is that Tyranic must also view the talisman for its powers to activate.

Followers: The wandering host.
Nagash the mad: This small hunchbacked sorceror is usually more of a hindrance than a help but has the undeniable skill of picking out an enemies best fighters and screaming thier names to the sky as a clarion call for his master to follow...
Lizurk: A strange man that follows Tyranic around and seems to be unseen by those around him. Often the ebb and flow of battle will rush around him without drawing him in. He has been seen walking through fields of war weaponless and impunitive, yet drawing no attacks from those fighting. Only when he speaks do you notice him and it seems that he is Tyranic's mouthpiece, as the great wanderer never speaks.

The four: A great warrior of each of the four chaos gods follows Tyranic and his small warband and they claim challenges and gory in his name. Only rarely Does Tyranic himslef enter the fray of full battle, he prefers to allow these 4 and thier warriors to do it for him. Each of the four has 9 chaos champions with him.

The 30 (Also known as the joined): In the thirty there are four groups of warriors that are all equal in power and work as one, thier groups are in the same numbers as the sacred numbers of the four chaos gods, 6,7,8 and 9. The thirty are the vanguard of Tyranic's assaults. And are at the forefront of all his battles.

The 9: Tyranic's personal guard. Each wears sorcerous armour that seems to deflect blows that should fell a giant.

Together these warriors and Tyranic himself total: 83 warriors of chaos.

Around him flock the warriors of chaos and he is never without a hefty band of chaos marauder horsemen that number no less than 60. They are led by a sallow faced nothman by the name of Halk'm-oran (Hell-Kim-Orr-An. Altogether Tyranic's forces total 143 warriors.

When do you think we are going to start. Also my force is going to have just arrived at the start the RP and no one rly knows what they are doing there

Welcom, Lucian. Woa

Ill just make a new topic soon, as the old one is kind of..dead.

You like the char?

Sure i do

aww, but im Building a huge mechanical spider that breaths fire

-.- really? And you think that isn't OP?

Well, the one is rather dead.

so...the new RP-topic.... any fluff/ background/ needed information???

same as the first one.

Character name: Lord Ulric the Chosen
Character age: ???
Character race: Man (Chaos)
Appearence: A huge Chaos Lord, Ulric stands tall even above other WoC.
Armor/weapons: Crimson armor of Dorghan, Chaos Runeshield, Daemonsword, helmet.

Army: Ulric's Chosen
Sub-commander: exaled Hero+banner bearer Kurt Manbane
Contents:
20 Warriors of Chaos
15 Chosen
10 Chaos Knights
20 Marauders
1 Chaos Spawn

Thats my contribution for the night, im off to bed chaps. Dont claim the city without me.

Any space for another player?

there's always place for more

Great, might as well create my character.

Name: Syrath "the Immortal"
Age: ?
Race: Daemon, Undivided
Apperance: Syrath is a being of no flesh, only a structure of bones held together by magik form his apperance. He sports two massive wings, dotted by the remains of scales and his heart is a crystal of warp stone and evil. Syrath's head is crowned by a set of horns that seems to twist into new shapes and ruins. His eyes are green fire that seem to have never be put out. His entire structure is enlarged with ruins of each chaos Power and each of his weapons and armour are gifts from the Chaos powers. His Glaive is a weapon of Khorne, hungry for blood and willing to turn on its master if a greater owner may present himself, however rune chains cover the blade. His Marble armour is a Gift from Slannesh, carved from the Marble of the Palace of Slannesh and seeking to consume more souls, however if Syrath cannot sate its taste, he will find himself enslaved to Slannesh. Syrath's Sorcery is a gift from Tzeentch, the burning fire that holds him is both a gift and a curse for if the Sorcery grows to strong Syrath will become one of Tzeentchs petty slaves. His Final gift is his heart, Nurglich warp stone keeps Syrath from collapsing into dust and if broken, Syrath will become dust however it allows Syarth to regenerate minor wounds.
Weapons: Daemon Glaive, Marble Armour, Sorcery and Magiks.

Army
SIC-Khorne Herald on Juggerenaut with banner.
Contents:
10 BloodLetters
10 Horrors
10 Plague Bearers
3 Bloodcrushers
5 Fiends of Slannesh.

More chaos for the chaos gods
Welcome.

Thanks, so do I just do an introduction post or what?

oh dear, HI REAPER!!!!

Hi Marta ( ) I thought I'd give a WHFB RP a try.

sounds good. Remember the daemons in fantasy arnt as op as the ones in 40k, they are more like weaker chaos warriors with more sorcery

Yeah, it fits Syrath better. More of a sorcerer.

Good, because I got frustrated with your overpwered daemons

lol

Lets do this thing....

Well that was boring... I lost a whole heap of troops, achieved, nothing, and that was all before i could get back to post

Obvious godmodding is obvious

Considder me out. Say I die, or something.

Yeah... no. You dont get to just die like that. These campaigns are suppossed to take time and effort and dozens of pages of posting to make it enjoyable for everyone. Get ur ass back in this game Robot. Or Tyranic's ghost will haunt you!

What happens here is what i am about to post up...

Why did you try to kill it anyway?

Pretty simple really. Tyranic is a Warleader that has been around for long enough to see pretty much everything, he has a sorcerous blade and so had no problem with the thought of killing a physical resistant daemon. He is a servant of nurgle and is undead, thus disease is no obstacle and the blighty thing doesnt worry him. So it was a prtty easy deduction for him. The rest of his legions just wanted a scrap.

Um the thing almost instantly proved to be hostile to the other players forces, and while 'operation: Do Nothing!" goes ahed I'm the good guys base, the forces of evil turned on the true threat.

I know this already started but, is there any chance for one more person to join in?

thanks for some support reaper, and sure, always more room for vict... players

Khazgor wrote:I know this already started but, is there any chance for one more person to join in?

yea, just jin at the main thread while I am deeply thinking how to sort this out.

Ive realised that my posts have been becoming disturbingly short, so I m going to bring them back to my usual standard.

Hope I can join.

Character name: Swala
Character age: As old as the desert sands.
Character race: Tomb King
Appearence:
Armor/weapons: Jewel encrusted shield, Steel double ended Bardiche spear ( A blade at each end.), Steel armour with a ruby in the centre and his Death Mask on his sash.
Bio: Not much of his past is known because he has just awoken and his Tomb was defend by the undead inside. When he was alive he had led his people through a time of prosperity but after the great times he vanished for 30 years before being found buried in his tomb, but when anybody entered they never returned. After Years of slumber only one made it into the Tomb but when he took the great kings death mask then the body rose up took his mighty weapon and impaled the thief now he marches the land hunting any in his way.

Army:
60 Skeleton Warriors
20 Tomb Guard's
10 Ushabti with Great Bows
10 Sepulchral Stalkers

Well sure

I see some of the forces of chaos want to banish me back to the deserts.

*Shrug* you dragged me into this, its only natural that I carry on as such. Im always open for alliance tho.

Lucian Greymark wrote:*Shrug* you dragged me into this, its only natural that I carry on as such. Im always open for alliance tho.

Yer I could be an ally me and Hydra have a truce.

Mah Lord is just getting back on land and doesnt know of you so far.

Chaos doesnt generally make allies that quickly and so far you havnt even addressed Tyranic, He isnt a vassal, if you want an alliance with him, you talk to him.

Allying with Tomb kings is out of question, Chaos would never make such alliances.

blood reaper wrote:Allying with Tomb kings is out of question, Chaos would never make such alliances.

Then you are my enemy!

blood reaper wrote:Allying with Tomb kings is out of question, Chaos would never make such alliances.

I would MOAR rotting people for my cause!

So be it.

Reaper, this isnt suppossed to be exactly like fantasy, theres a giant mechanichal freaking spider.... I think we can ally with who we want, if you dont want to ally with hi, thats cool, I wont get n your way if you want to scrap, But im not helping either

Lucian Greymark wrote:Reaper, this isnt suppossed to be exactly like fantasy, theres a giant mechanichal freaking spider.... I think we can ally with who we want, if you dont want to ally with hi, thats cool, I wont get n your way if you want to scrap, But im not helping either

That.

Allying with a race almost entirely opposed to everything seems to make a giant spider seem meek, though the Orcs are far to organized, the way they speak and wage war is also too organized.

blood reaper wrote:Allying with a race almost entirely opposed to everything seems to make a giant spider seem meek

If you don't want it to happen, you don't have to like them, just let everyone else do what the want to do.

OK, ally if you wish, prepare for betrayal wink wink.

To late for that reaper

Not me, and I'm out, creating OP master armies is god modding.

>.< Sais the person who just did that before
sorry mate but you need to understand that if you throw massive armies at me im just as liable to throw them right back. You were quite prepared to use this host on someone else a moment ago

I was summoning around 30-40 Daemons to replenish my army because I knew the Tomb King alliance would force me to fight back. Not 1000 daemons.

Then the only daemons that will coe forth will be about 30-40 I havnt changed the numbers just the direction

It really does seem like it, I mean, my force is small to begin with, I planned to summon a second contingent in order to break the gates, counter attack, etc...

all i was doing was changing the direction of the army

I just rejoined now I'm going to probable die.

Lol the orcs will save u

Lucian Greymark wrote:Lol the orcs will save u

No they will not.

Why not?

Dont care if this was godmodding, you guys wern't obeying the rules of engagement. One on one combat is pretty much sacred.

Well 1 on 1 turned to 3 on 1 but it is still good how I'm still alive.

I dont like unbalanced fights. This needs to be balanced or there is no honour in the win. Only cowards fight with a three on one advantage in single combat situations

Lucian Greymark wrote:I dont like unbalanced fights. This needs to be balanced or there is no honour in the win. Only cowards fight with a three on one advantage in single combat situations

The battle has changed I think. Its all on all now if im right.

black templar wrote:

Lucian Greymark wrote:I dont like unbalanced fights. This needs to be balanced or there is no honour in the win. Only cowards fight with a three on one advantage in single combat situations

The battle has changed I think. Its all on all now if im right.

Nearly. I think me and Syrath are still just about allied still.

TheRobotLol wrote:

black templar wrote:

Lucian Greymark wrote:I dont like unbalanced fights. This needs to be balanced or there is no honour in the win. Only cowards fight with a three on one advantage in single combat situations

The battle has changed I think. Its all on all now if im right.

Nearly. I think me and Syrath are still just about allied still.

Come on you know you want to kill him.

Im throwing axes on Nurgle champions

black templar wrote:

TheRobotLol wrote:

black templar wrote:

Lucian Greymark wrote:I dont like unbalanced fights. This needs to be balanced or there is no honour in the win. Only cowards fight with a three on one advantage in single combat situations

The battle has changed I think. Its all on all now if im right.

Nearly. I think me and Syrath are still just about allied still.

Come on you know you want to kill him.

Don't tempt me

TheRobotLol wrote:

black templar wrote:

TheRobotLol wrote:

black templar wrote:

Lucian Greymark wrote:I dont like unbalanced fights. This needs to be balanced or there is no honour in the win. Only cowards fight with a three on one advantage in single combat situations

The battle has changed I think. Its all on all now if im right.

Nearly. I think me and Syrath are still just about allied still.

Come on you know you want to kill him.

Don't tempt me

Do it. Do it.

When your partially surrounded by my forces and the enemies, and have made it clear that the Tomb Kings are your foes, I would not try and make an enemy out of everyone.

We are allies. The tomb kings and orcs are the threat, and being chaos, we team up to fight them.

Good, we don't want any unfortunate accidents.

No we do not. By the way, the Hydra is nearing completion of his aformentioned ritual.

And Ulric want to claim skulls.
Slimy skulls..

Ok...who let him out da nuthouse?

Herobrine.

Is it too late for another person to join?

Nopes, not too lates.

black templar wrote:

Lucian Greymark wrote:I dont like unbalanced fights. This needs to be balanced or there is no honour in the win. Only cowards fight with a three on one advantage in single combat situations

The battle has changed I think. Its all on all now if im right.

I was refferring specifically to our deul

Cool, thanks. And here is my character:

Character name: Sir Dregore of Parravon
Character age: 78
Character race: Human

Appearance: Though he has lived for nearly 80 years, Dregore remains young, due to the powers of the grail running through him. Dregore is a well-built man due to constant battle and training. He stands just over 6 feet tall, and has a proud powerful stride, common among nobles of Bretonnia. He has Dark black hair, and Bright-Green eyes. Dregore wears his hair in a short tail behind his head, and sports no facial hair.

Armor: Dregore wears the common layers of a Bretonnian knight, leather armour, underneath chainmail, and masterly forged Plate male to finish it off. He also has a helmet he wears, said to have been forged by ancient dwarven smiths. He also carries a shield which has a golden Pegasus on a white background, his coat-of-arms, imprinted beautifly on it.

Weapons: Dregore carries a lance said to have been bestowed upon him by the lady herself, it has a faint glow of power to it, and strikes with the power of a thunderbolt. The blessings laid upon it keep it from ever shattering. Dregore’s Sword is of beautiful craftsmanship and when it strikes, sends a devastating shockwave in all directions. Dregore’s Sword and Lance were made as a pair, and so legend says that when one is held, the other can always be found.

Bio: Dregore was born into a royal family in Parravon. For his 5th birthday, Dregore’s parents presented him with a Pegasus Foal, with which he bonded nearly instantly. Dregore trained hard with lance and sword, mounted and on foot for much of his life, until the king called an Errantry war, which he was all too happy to join. Dregore, and his trusty Pegasus “Arion”. In the war, Dregore was assigned to a squad of Errantry Knights also riding Royal Pegasi. His squad, nicknamed “Gold Wing”, was assigned to make quick lighting fast strikes against the enemy from the air at key points to ensue panic and disorder. Dregore became a prominent leader in this squad, and when the squad leader fell during a strike, Dregore was awarded the new rank of unit Champion. He and his squad became an effective strike force, become a key part of many of the battles they took part in. After the War he returned to his home to learn of his father’s death, and as the heir, he took the throne. His previous squad of newly made Knights of the Realm had become very close during the war and decided to swear loyalty to Dregore, and serve him as he needed. Dregore slowly grew this squad of knights until he had a small army of air troops, ready to fight at moment’s notice.

Years later a vision came to Dregore, calling him to the wild. Seeing this as a call from the Lady of the lake, he wasted no time in beginning his quest for the grail, leaving his closest friend and 2nd in command, Moren. Dregore spent many years traveling the world on his faithful steed, slaying the unholy beasts on monsters that stalked the land, until one knight he was contacted again by a dream, leading him to an old ruin of an ancient castle, long forgotten. Here he was presented by the magnificent Lady of the Lake, the Holy Grail, from which he was allowed to drink. The moment the Liquid touched his lips, he felt the power, and after taking a small sip, felt enourmous pain and burning deep within his chest. This pain continued to intensify until he collapsed in agony, on the old wooden floor of the castle. He watched through the foggy vision as the lady disappeared, and left him there alone. He laid writhing in pain on the Floor for 2 days, until the pain finally subsided, leaving him weak and hungry, yet deep inside he could feel a dormant power. After returning home Dregore took back his throne once again, and has remained there for many years since. During his life as a Holy Grail Knight, Dregore has traveled into the forest of Loren, met the elves of the trees, and on a few occasions met again with the Lady of the Lake. Stories have been woven of the Great knight upon this silver throne, some true, but most are pure imagination. Sir Dregore of Parravon is a well-known leader in parravon, and a feared commander of the powerful Pegasus army “Gold Wing”

(My apologies if Dregore sounds a bit over the top, being a Grail knight, I wanted to implement just as much “legend” and “folk tales” as fact about him, most of it is just flashy words and stories, but if you want him toned down a bit, let me know)
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Name of army: Gold Wing
Sub-commander army: Moren
Troops: 100 Pegasus Knights (All equipped with Lances, Swords, Shields, and Full Armor)

Khorne smiles.... lots of blood

Yay, a good guy!

ikr someone to fight against who i dont have the armybook of

Guys not going to post for a couple of days ok sorry.