First tournament for the year this weekend and it's Arch Enemy run by Aaron P. There will be WHFB and 40K at the venue and curiously I'll be taking a rather unusual High Elf list that some of you will recognise. I hope I can do it justice. It's a closed list tournament so I won't give too much away.
Prince on foot
Archmage Lvl 4
2x Spearmen Blocks
2x Tiranoc Chariots
2x Repeater Bolt Throwers
Aaron's done a great job on the players pack and it's well worth a read. It can be found here.
Along with your army list the PP also asked for a bit of fluff to accompany your army. This really helped me get more amped for the tournament and motivated some more painting. Perhaps it's me getting lulled back into warhammer after a bit of a break over the holidays. I'm looking forward to reading the work that some of the tournament goers have also written, I'm sure it's better than mine.
Here's my excerpt:-
The path to war...
As Kir’Shann tended to the razor edge of his great sword ‘Ebon death’, his thoughts and gaze fell upon his crew of battle brothers tending to their own war gear in preparation. Quickly had this war band been gathered to meet the evil forces multiplying to storm the shores of Ulthuan The normally disciplined and war ready ranks upon ranks of warriors who defended the island nation were still weeks march to the north and not available for this expedition. No matter the two week voyage on sea had melded this large contingent of spearmen supported by the ships battery of Eagle Talon bolt throwers. They would be the main stay and backbone of his army, they had to be.
Hasty preparations had only promised ranks of spearmen to his cause and the normal volleys of disciplined Elven bowmen were not amongst this expedition. It was only by luck that Lord Dargarion and his retinue of knights had been nearby on escort duty of an Archmage of the tower that they had joined his crusade. His thoughts were quickly interrupted as the tall Dragon Prince strode towards his direction.
‘I can see that your thoughts are on the battle ahead my Battle Prince.’ boomed the fully armoured warrior, surprisingly full of mirth with more than a hint of cynicism.
‘With the iron fist that your Dragon knights will lend to the main attack we will drive these beasts back into their holes.’ replied Ki’shann. His voice a little shaky as he contemplated the battle ahead, his very first at the head of this rag tag army.
“Battle will be won with more than sword and lance this day, we have a Wizard of the tower as one of our allies’.
‘Let’s hope the flames of Khaine will aid us in burning our enemies’.
The loud call from the lookout of land interrupted their conversation and both Elven generals paused to scan the approaching shore and the forests just coming into view. As the Battle barge raced to war the intricately carved medallion on Kir’Shann’s breast glinted in a swirl of malevolent colour. Loec the trickster God was also watching the battle ahead…