Beastmen vs Skaven: Down 'n Dirty

I got to play some Warhammer last night and some Warhammer today and some more Warhammer today... it's a glut I tell you, a glut!

My army today was much, much better than the cra... *SELF-EDIT*

What was that?

Holy Cra... *SELF-EDIT*

Bull Sh... *SELF-EDIT*

F... *SELF-EDIT*  (I didn't get that far with that one.)

Okay, I see where this is going.  I don't want to see what happens after the red warning, so let's move on.

He's got some stuff, I've got some stuff.  I'm centering my army with Bestigors instead of Minotaurs, 'cause ranks are an absolute must.  I've also got two small Gor units - so I can use one for Ambush - and three chariots.  Obviously those are from my Daemons army, but I couldn't find my Beast chariots.  As the Master Manipulator (every store needs one) points out, my armies are so similar in tone and color that you can drop them amongst each other and nobody would notice.  What's wrong with that?
I'm trying out Beast magic with a Lvl 1 caster.  My rational was to take the signature spell and buff my Bestigors each round.  It worked quite well, but with only one spell to cast my opponent could throw all his dispel dice at it.  I had to hope for a mismatch in the Winds of Magic to get it through. I'm looking forward to larger games to see how magic will level out.
I had the Banner of Speed on my Bestigors, so I needed to roll a six to make the charge.  Nope.  I didn't even get to roll with the Gorebull, 'cause he hit me square with the template as a charge reaction.  He hits, he wounds, he rolls 3 on d3, killing me.  Darn.
I felt like I was in a lot of trouble.  My chariot on the right flank managed to make its charge against the swarm but didn't put it away.  That left it open for a flank charge, which killed it dead.  Meanwhile on the left flank my Gors accept a charge from some Clan Rats.  I still have one Chariot on the left flank ready to assist, but my chariot in the middle was shot up on Round 1.
My Gors ambush, my Gors die to magic and shooting.  What else is there to say?  Those are shots that didn't hit my Bestigors.
My Bestigors charge the Lord's Clan Rats and easily send them scampering.  I almost caught them.  Not doing so cost me the game, I think.
On the left flank the Gors win the battle against the Clan Rats, with the Chariot's help... but I didn't kill them to a rat, so they scampered, putting the hurt on every unit within 4 inches.  Ouch.  To top off the fail, the Gors failed to pursue 5 inches and snagging up the artillery.  That's going to hurt.
He hits my Chariot with a spell using Irresistible Force.  The spell itself doesn't do more than a hit, but it forces a panic test, which I fail.  The artillery finishes off my Gors.  So much for that flank.
That stupid gun opens up on my Bestigors. 
I live through it, charge the Lord's Clan Rats who'd made the mistake of rallying and finally run them off.  I reform in time to take a multiple charge.  Interestingly, his Initiative of 4 plus Frenzy is enough to completely manhandle... er, RAThandle me...
...but it's the SWARM that puts the hurt on me!  Check out those dice - he needed 6s to wound.
That's game!

I've been having a blast with Warhammer 8th edition these last few weeks.  I really enjoy the changes and the game feels new again.  There's a lot of talk-talk-talk about what's good and what's not - me included -  but frankly...

EVERYONE is talking out their asses!  Nobody knows how this is going to shake down - all anyone has is best guesses.

That's a cool place to be right now.


Chumbalaya said...

"EVERYONE is talking out their asses! Nobody knows how this is going to shake down - all anyone has is best guesses.

That's a cool place to be right now."

I couldn't agree more. It rocks.

Herr Fernseher said...

Some asses are not talking. Also a cool thing.

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