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The Omu Conflict




Backwater. Wilderness space. Unimportant.

And then suddenly, a warzone.

<The Dream of Isor, history of the Seventh Age expansion of the Isorian Senetax>

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Omu. The few records of the world were little more than legends of the 5th Age, when it had supposedly been the centre of a petty Empire belonging to a non-human species cryptically named the Inheritors, or the Lend-Duçn. Little besides remained – and thus it was to remain after the collapse. Seemingly undisturbed for the entirety of the Sixth Age, when its Gate re-opened, this backwater found itself becoming a new front in the ongoing conflict between the Concord Combined Command and the Isorian Senetax.

The Gate opened peculiarly closely to the lone planet of the system – some 3 SAU; barely a few light minutes of travel for Seventh Age military craft. This left the world in imminent and immediate danger of ground invasion, with fleet pickets all but useless. Indeed – the war for the world was characterised by repeated waves of invasion and counter-invasion.

Why, and how, the Gate and world came to be so close was a mystery that was only to be revealed after the opposing sides had become embroiled in a grinding and bitter war for supremacy – and the answers made it clear that far from being undisturbed during the 6th Age, it had been the fulcrum of an event that would characterise this entire front of the war.

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Planet Omu
A large rocky planet, some twice the size of Lost Earth and with concomitant mass, Omu orbitted a blazingly bright star that had battered its thick ionsphere for aeons. Sheltered by the same atmospheric umbrella, life had sprung in its deep and brackish seas many millennia hence – likely before the rise of man and the First Age.


+ C3 Strike Troops march through one of the equatorial desert structures. +

When the Concord Expeditionary Force arrived to stake a claim to the planet in the mid-14th Century of the Seventh Age, they found a world more not merely habitable, but positively pleasant. Granted, the extreme poles were hostile, and a broad band of desert on either side of the equator made overland travel between hemispheres difficult, but the remainder of world was covered in numerous temperate biomes ranging from cloudforest to rolling plains.

They found not only virgin land, however. In the depths of the desert, they stumbled upon ruins, well-preserved by the aridity and heat. Clearly of non-human origin, a number of the extensive ruins had troubling signs of more recent occupation and adaptation to accommodate species of a very different stature...

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‘Instance Ck’htr knew best. Her commands were consistent and incisive. We obeyed through discipline and proclivity.’
<Omu Defence Logs T-3>

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‘Some sort of event, or angle? I don’t think the Izzies have festivals like some crank feral worlders, but who knows what those creepsack-wearing crazies are capable of? All I know is that the night lit up with star-flares from the sentries on the night of the moon-conjunction, and we woke up to see waves of them pouring across the field like so many beads of quicksilver. IMTel alone knows how, but they’d bypassed the nano-probe net…’
<Records of Omu, day 88>

Sick. look good and cool story

Ta very much. I'm really enjoying painting the Beyond the Gates of Antares figures; it's a nice mix of nostalgia (for cool metal sculpts and skirmish-level gaming) and exploration (of a really compelling setting).




‘Tsan Vesh. The most common Drummers we encountered on Omu. Like all of the alien ganks, they were big; twice the height of us at the shoulder, and with what amounted to an entire extra body at the back. What evolution had intended with all those limbs wasn’t clear – I’d had a temp graft myself for a couple turnyan (who hadn’t, as a childer?) – but as we found out, even with two arms occupied holding a rifle, and four bracing the body, turns out they still had two left to club anyone unwise enough to get near.’




Picture of the whole army thus far. Still to come are a couple of support weapons and some odds and sods.

Very nice!

I had a look at your blog Apologist and these look great. I like the arachnid-like faction especially, think you've done a really effective paint job!

Have you had a chance to play any games with them yet?

Hey Pacific, long time no see! Thanks for the kind words, and sadly no, I haven't had a chance to do anything more than run through the very basics of the game solo.

Hoping that there'll be an event or similar sometime soon – there were vague rumblings from the Southampton Sluggaz that they'd be doing a BtGoA event in the near future – and I'll be able to take the Isorians to battle.

In the meantime, I managed to finish the army:


+Karba's Huntsmen+

...and picked up the starter box – Strike on Kara Nine. As you'll have seen, if you've read the review on the Algoryn sprue on +Death of a Rubricist+, I didn't like the standard leg poses, so set about chopping 'em up. There's a step-by-step tutorial here if you'd like to have a go yourself.

Here are the results:

Yaaaaay! Keep up the good work!