Eurocorp
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How tanned would you say his skin is?
PrimarchQuest!
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KarvokaQueen
Queen of the Coffee Cups
- Location
- City of Coffee, Upside-down land
Not very, he is only a bit tanned. From all his days training in the field with his weapons trainers
- Location
- Germany
Why would we want to worship Sigmar anyway?
We will be far greater than he ever was in life, we have nothing to fear from chaos corruption outside of willing acceptance or extreme outside influence (as in Fulgrim and Angrons case) and last but not least we chose the energy thing for specials so we propably have some psychic powers anyway. We will conquer the world, where he only created an Empire.
We don't need that Hammerguy.
We will be far greater than he ever was in life, we have nothing to fear from chaos corruption outside of willing acceptance or extreme outside influence (as in Fulgrim and Angrons case) and last but not least we chose the energy thing for specials so we propably have some psychic powers anyway. We will conquer the world, where he only created an Empire.
We don't need that Hammerguy.
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The march on Grey Lady pass
KarvokaQueen
Queen of the Coffee Cups
- Location
- City of Coffee, Upside-down land
You are ready. You were born for this. To lock swords with your hated foe.
The blade comes down, cutting through the air, you have been fighting for what feels like days, and it takes all your considerable strength to heft up the mighty shaft of your warhammer to block. The absurdly sharp edge dug a deep slice out of the venerable wooden haft
"Yield, boy! Yield to your betters!" The hulking man cried. He wasn't as big as you, not quite, but it hardly seemed to matter, he was just so much faster than you, so much more experienced with his blade than you were with your hammer, and you'd been training all day. You'd never expected to be fighting!
With a heavy grunt, you use the position of the sword against him, summoning the last of your mighty strength, you throw back. Your arms scream at you in protest and your foes eyes widen in shock as he was lifted off his feet and throw backwards "I DO NOT YIELD!" With a heaving breath, you bring your mighty hammer upon his head, maniac grin on your face as the hammer descends upon him, terror in his eyes as he realizes his inescapable fate.
"I yield! Well played, Sigmund." The hammer smacked down next to Boris's head, and you nearly collapsed on top of him. It had been….the hardest day of training, you had ever been forced through. The sun was slowly setting, and you offered him a hand up, dripping with sweat, as is Boris. He gratefully accepts the hand.
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You gazed across the city of Ubersreik. Just one of the many towns your father rightfully ruled. A nice enough town, you supposed. A bit decayed, but so was everywhere else, these days. The mis-rule of Emperor Dieter had wounded commerce. He refused to provide men, to keep the passes open. Your father did what he could, but the Orcs of the Grey mountain were...tenacious.
Even the mighty dawi struggled to hold them back, so it was impressive indeed that the Reik did as well as it did. Turning from the city, you gazed out, from the wall you could see the winding road down to Grey Lady pass. It was the height of summer, or what passed for it out here, and as such, trade flowed through the pass, up to the dwarven holds, who brought artisanal crafts, and proper alcohol, in exchange for gold, and raw materials. 'Twas a truly astounding thing, to see the squat men march with such precision. You'd held Dragon Tooth, on occasion, even practiced with it once. It was unlike anything you'd ever wielded. So light, so sharp, and so utterly deadly. Truly, the dwarves were master craftsmen.
You could also see a few dozen caravans coming from Brettonia. Parravonese, mostly. In comparison to the refined, muscular and heavily armored dwarves, who you think even the most foolhardy of Greenskins would think twice before tangling. These Breton….Bretons? Bretonii? Unwashed Peasants were a sorry sight. For every well decked out caravan, led by a finely dressed merchant, or an overly polished, so called 'Knight' of Bretonnia, there were at least a dozen you could easily mistake for plague-bearers of nurgle. Or undead.
Truly disgusting and pitiful creatures, that contrasted well with the peasants of your own lands, and reminded you again why Reikland was simply the greatest province, of the greatest Empire that the land had ever known.
You were broken from your musings on the greatest of God's own empire, by your father. He was here to adjudicate a local dispute. Nothing important, not really worth the time of such a Grand Pince, as Wilhelm the Wise. And yet, he was here. Not to oversee, that was simple pre-text for the real reason.
"Are you excited? To be leading men to battle, for the first time?" He asked, and even with the strong wind you could clearly and easily understand him. You nodded slowly. You were anxious. You wanted to see how much of your book learning applied, to the real world.
"Of course! My mighty hammer shall crush the orcs! They shall taste Reikland's fury!" You boasted, putting on your best face. Didn't want to appear nervous in front of your father, after all! He'd been kind enough to agree to giving you this command. You didn't want to seem ungrateful.
"That is good. Be wary, though, These Orcs are cunning, and brutal. You've heard what they did to the brettonian knights sent to force them out." You nod, solemnly. While it wasn't hard to outwit the tiny wine-brained cheese eaters from across the mountains, the fact an Orc had thought to do it was disconcerting, to say the least. You steeled yourself, firm in the knowledge you would be able to defend Reikland, and lead her men to victory.
"I know, father. I will crush them, and upon my hammer, I shall mount the skull of their warboss. That is a promise." He laughed, and slapped you on the back. He was a strong man, though a shadow of yourself, and you could feel the impact as he laughed. He was confident in you, and the thought of sending that skull to the Duke of Parravon amused him greatly.
"I had best leave you to it, then. Go to your men. I will gather everyone, to give you a proper send off. And please, visit the armory before you leave, we didn't pack your armor for no reason!" He smiled, gave you another pat on the back, and was off.
Yes….your men. You had brought….
[Write in! You are marching into the Grey Lady pass, to fight an entrenched pack of Orcs, and your position of nobility gives you a chance to prove yourself. You have two-score Knights Gryphon at your disposal, led by Helmut Schrieber. They can be mounted or not. As well as Ten detachments of swordsmen (Twenty men to a detachment), and five detachments of spearmen. Of course, Knights are hardly good at sneaking, and may tire, or freeze in the weather at the pass. And should you bring too many men, you may be ambushed. Hardly auspicious beginings. You must write in what forces you are to take, and if Helmut is to join you. He may be injuried, should you prove....unready]
"Of course. I will go in a moment. I must….gather my thoughts." You nodded to your father, who was already making his way down the tower, and waved as he left. You would need a plan, for this fight. A will of iron, to fight these monsters, as well. A few more moments, and you left to grab your plate armor, and got ready to mount up. You looked at the armor , shaking your head. You knew your father. He would want everyhting to be perfect, so you had a few hours. Why not….go out and enjoy Ubersreik? You could… (Pick up to 2, but picking two will make both harder)
[] Go talk with some local merchants. You had ill relations in Kemperbad, but none seemed to hate you here (Chance of success, 70% Reward, Merchant contacts in Ubersreik, chance for investment down the road)
[] Talk with some of the sergants in your State Troop detatchments, it would be good to build a rapport with the men (Chance of success, 50% Reward, Soldiers like you more, are more willing to listen to you)
[] Visit local taverns, to build a rapport with the locals you may one day rule. (Chance of success, 50% Reward, Better knowledge of people/people like you more/fear you less)
[] Make some swift investments. After all, this was a city full of merchants. (Chance of success, 35% Reward, financial investments, contacts amongst Ubersreik merchants/council)
[] Go over some designs. You had, unbeknownst to your father, brought your sketchbook, and it was full of designs that needed more work (Chance of success Unkown% Reward, ENGINEERING!)
[] Discuss University with Luitpold. He left last year, for Nuln. You will join him, one day, but now? You must learn everything you can. (Chance of success 85% Reward, Knowledge of Nuln universities)
[] Discuss Dogma with Magritta. She has barely left the local temple of Sigmar, since arriving in Ubersreik, it might be best if she had someone who wasn't a priest to talk to. Though she will drown you in dogma, no doubt (Chance of success 80% Reward, Magritta likes you more/You learn more about Sigmar)
[] Discuss campaigns with Helmut Schreiber. Helmut has been a good friend, since you meet five years ago. He has made sure to help you understand Knights. With you possibly leading his men into battle, it would be best to know all you can, yes? (Chance of success, 45% Reward, further knowledge
Thus resolved, you wipe a smear off your chest plate, and head out into Ubersreik. Today, you had a good feeling. You would march into the pass, and crush the Orcs, make your father proud, and….you dind't know what to do after that.
I'll be honest, this took way longer than I thought it would. Please, rip this to pieces, and give me advice on how to improve it.
The blade comes down, cutting through the air, you have been fighting for what feels like days, and it takes all your considerable strength to heft up the mighty shaft of your warhammer to block. The absurdly sharp edge dug a deep slice out of the venerable wooden haft
"Yield, boy! Yield to your betters!" The hulking man cried. He wasn't as big as you, not quite, but it hardly seemed to matter, he was just so much faster than you, so much more experienced with his blade than you were with your hammer, and you'd been training all day. You'd never expected to be fighting!
With a heavy grunt, you use the position of the sword against him, summoning the last of your mighty strength, you throw back. Your arms scream at you in protest and your foes eyes widen in shock as he was lifted off his feet and throw backwards "I DO NOT YIELD!" With a heaving breath, you bring your mighty hammer upon his head, maniac grin on your face as the hammer descends upon him, terror in his eyes as he realizes his inescapable fate.
"I yield! Well played, Sigmund." The hammer smacked down next to Boris's head, and you nearly collapsed on top of him. It had been….the hardest day of training, you had ever been forced through. The sun was slowly setting, and you offered him a hand up, dripping with sweat, as is Boris. He gratefully accepts the hand.
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You gazed across the city of Ubersreik. Just one of the many towns your father rightfully ruled. A nice enough town, you supposed. A bit decayed, but so was everywhere else, these days. The mis-rule of Emperor Dieter had wounded commerce. He refused to provide men, to keep the passes open. Your father did what he could, but the Orcs of the Grey mountain were...tenacious.
Even the mighty dawi struggled to hold them back, so it was impressive indeed that the Reik did as well as it did. Turning from the city, you gazed out, from the wall you could see the winding road down to Grey Lady pass. It was the height of summer, or what passed for it out here, and as such, trade flowed through the pass, up to the dwarven holds, who brought artisanal crafts, and proper alcohol, in exchange for gold, and raw materials. 'Twas a truly astounding thing, to see the squat men march with such precision. You'd held Dragon Tooth, on occasion, even practiced with it once. It was unlike anything you'd ever wielded. So light, so sharp, and so utterly deadly. Truly, the dwarves were master craftsmen.
You could also see a few dozen caravans coming from Brettonia. Parravonese, mostly. In comparison to the refined, muscular and heavily armored dwarves, who you think even the most foolhardy of Greenskins would think twice before tangling. These Breton….Bretons? Bretonii? Unwashed Peasants were a sorry sight. For every well decked out caravan, led by a finely dressed merchant, or an overly polished, so called 'Knight' of Bretonnia, there were at least a dozen you could easily mistake for plague-bearers of nurgle. Or undead.
Truly disgusting and pitiful creatures, that contrasted well with the peasants of your own lands, and reminded you again why Reikland was simply the greatest province, of the greatest Empire that the land had ever known.
You were broken from your musings on the greatest of God's own empire, by your father. He was here to adjudicate a local dispute. Nothing important, not really worth the time of such a Grand Pince, as Wilhelm the Wise. And yet, he was here. Not to oversee, that was simple pre-text for the real reason.
"Are you excited? To be leading men to battle, for the first time?" He asked, and even with the strong wind you could clearly and easily understand him. You nodded slowly. You were anxious. You wanted to see how much of your book learning applied, to the real world.
"Of course! My mighty hammer shall crush the orcs! They shall taste Reikland's fury!" You boasted, putting on your best face. Didn't want to appear nervous in front of your father, after all! He'd been kind enough to agree to giving you this command. You didn't want to seem ungrateful.
"That is good. Be wary, though, These Orcs are cunning, and brutal. You've heard what they did to the brettonian knights sent to force them out." You nod, solemnly. While it wasn't hard to outwit the tiny wine-brained cheese eaters from across the mountains, the fact an Orc had thought to do it was disconcerting, to say the least. You steeled yourself, firm in the knowledge you would be able to defend Reikland, and lead her men to victory.
"I know, father. I will crush them, and upon my hammer, I shall mount the skull of their warboss. That is a promise." He laughed, and slapped you on the back. He was a strong man, though a shadow of yourself, and you could feel the impact as he laughed. He was confident in you, and the thought of sending that skull to the Duke of Parravon amused him greatly.
"I had best leave you to it, then. Go to your men. I will gather everyone, to give you a proper send off. And please, visit the armory before you leave, we didn't pack your armor for no reason!" He smiled, gave you another pat on the back, and was off.
Yes….your men. You had brought….
[Write in! You are marching into the Grey Lady pass, to fight an entrenched pack of Orcs, and your position of nobility gives you a chance to prove yourself. You have two-score Knights Gryphon at your disposal, led by Helmut Schrieber. They can be mounted or not. As well as Ten detachments of swordsmen (Twenty men to a detachment), and five detachments of spearmen. Of course, Knights are hardly good at sneaking, and may tire, or freeze in the weather at the pass. And should you bring too many men, you may be ambushed. Hardly auspicious beginings. You must write in what forces you are to take, and if Helmut is to join you. He may be injuried, should you prove....unready]
"Of course. I will go in a moment. I must….gather my thoughts." You nodded to your father, who was already making his way down the tower, and waved as he left. You would need a plan, for this fight. A will of iron, to fight these monsters, as well. A few more moments, and you left to grab your plate armor, and got ready to mount up. You looked at the armor , shaking your head. You knew your father. He would want everyhting to be perfect, so you had a few hours. Why not….go out and enjoy Ubersreik? You could… (Pick up to 2, but picking two will make both harder)
[] Go talk with some local merchants. You had ill relations in Kemperbad, but none seemed to hate you here (Chance of success, 70% Reward, Merchant contacts in Ubersreik, chance for investment down the road)
[] Talk with some of the sergants in your State Troop detatchments, it would be good to build a rapport with the men (Chance of success, 50% Reward, Soldiers like you more, are more willing to listen to you)
[] Visit local taverns, to build a rapport with the locals you may one day rule. (Chance of success, 50% Reward, Better knowledge of people/people like you more/fear you less)
[] Make some swift investments. After all, this was a city full of merchants. (Chance of success, 35% Reward, financial investments, contacts amongst Ubersreik merchants/council)
[] Go over some designs. You had, unbeknownst to your father, brought your sketchbook, and it was full of designs that needed more work (Chance of success Unkown% Reward, ENGINEERING!)
[] Discuss University with Luitpold. He left last year, for Nuln. You will join him, one day, but now? You must learn everything you can. (Chance of success 85% Reward, Knowledge of Nuln universities)
[] Discuss Dogma with Magritta. She has barely left the local temple of Sigmar, since arriving in Ubersreik, it might be best if she had someone who wasn't a priest to talk to. Though she will drown you in dogma, no doubt (Chance of success 80% Reward, Magritta likes you more/You learn more about Sigmar)
[] Discuss campaigns with Helmut Schreiber. Helmut has been a good friend, since you meet five years ago. He has made sure to help you understand Knights. With you possibly leading his men into battle, it would be best to know all you can, yes? (Chance of success, 45% Reward, further knowledge
Thus resolved, you wipe a smear off your chest plate, and head out into Ubersreik. Today, you had a good feeling. You would march into the pass, and crush the Orcs, make your father proud, and….you dind't know what to do after that.
I'll be honest, this took way longer than I thought it would. Please, rip this to pieces, and give me advice on how to improve it.
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Eurocorp
Resident Corporate Megalomaniac
[X] Discuss University with Luitpold. He left last year, for Nuln. You will join him, one day, but now? You must learn everything you can. (Chance of success 85% Reward, Knowledge of Nuln universities)
[X] Go over some designs. You had, unbeknownst to your father, brought your sketchbook, and it was full of designs that needed more work (Chance of success Unkown% Reward, ENGINEERING!)
[X] Go over some designs. You had, unbeknownst to your father, brought your sketchbook, and it was full of designs that needed more work (Chance of success Unkown% Reward, ENGINEERING!)
KarvokaQueen
Queen of the Coffee Cups
- Location
- City of Coffee, Upside-down land
You need to write in what your troop choices are, and if Helmut will be coming with you.
[X] Discuss University with Luitpold. He left last year, for Nuln. You will join him, one day, but now? You must learn everything you can. (Chance of success 85% Reward, Knowledge of Nuln universities)
[X] Go over some designs. You had, unbeknownst to your father, brought your sketchbook, and it was full of designs that needed more work (Chance of success Unkown% Reward, ENGINEERING!)
Need to think about troops but I like these options, I always wanted to play a learning primarch!
[X] Battle Plan Alpha
[X] Go over some designs. You had, unbeknownst to your father, brought your sketchbook, and it was full of designs that needed more work (Chance of success Unkown% Reward, ENGINEERING!)
Need to think about troops but I like these options, I always wanted to play a learning primarch!
[X] Battle Plan Alpha
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KarvokaQueen
Queen of the Coffee Cups
- Location
- City of Coffee, Upside-down land
There is no wrong answer, when it comes to troops. Light and stealthy will let you ambush the orcs, while hard and heavy will let you confront and punch holes in their line, kill the Warboss, and gain glory for yourself and your men
- Location
- Germany
Do we have a guess on their numbers?
KarvokaQueen
Queen of the Coffee Cups
- Location
- City of Coffee, Upside-down land
Forty Knights Gryphon, Two Hundred Swordsmen, 100 Pikemen, plus Helmut
- Location
- Germany
Sorry, I meant an idea how many orks we have up there.
KarvokaQueen
Queen of the Coffee Cups
- Location
- City of Coffee, Upside-down land
Enough to kill a poncy Breton noble and his retinue, plus 400 men-at-arms
- Location
- Pilipinas
ummm... I think this would depend on what you take as canon, but in the Horus Heresy book The Last Church, the GE hates religion since he believes faith fuels Chaos. It's also a great book, I recommend it! However, if you don't have time, here's a
The Last Church - 1d4chan
- Location
- the Netherworld Dood
All Knights are nobels how high up the good chain was he? A baron? A duke? Or do we not know.
I've seen that one it's pretty good and thought provoking
KarvokaQueen
Queen of the Coffee Cups
- Location
- City of Coffee, Upside-down land
Baron Jules De Montfort. Big in size, poor in sense. He was a Knight of the Realm, so nothing particularly special. His force into the mountains was Himself, Twelve other knights, about 80 yeoman, and 400 men-at-arms. All were discovered a week prior to you recieving a command, dead. They were ambushed, and died fairly quickly.
- Location
- Pilipinas
i also like how Graham McNeill (one of the holy three of Black Library) justified the characters... the God-Emperor really IS just a man with all the ambitions and failings of one.
[X] Discuss University with Luitpold. He left last year, for Nuln. You will join him, one day, but now? You must learn everything you can. (Chance of success 85% Reward, Knowledge of Nuln universities)
[X] Discuss campaigns with Helmut Schreiber. Helmut has been a good friend, since you meet five years ago. He has made sure to help you understand Knights. With you possibly leading his men into battle, it would be best to know all you can, yes? (Chance of success, 45% Reward, further knowledge
SCIENCE is for after orks.
I have no idea what numbers are appropriate though.
[X] Discuss campaigns with Helmut Schreiber. Helmut has been a good friend, since you meet five years ago. He has made sure to help you understand Knights. With you possibly leading his men into battle, it would be best to know all you can, yes? (Chance of success, 45% Reward, further knowledge
SCIENCE is for after orks.
I have no idea what numbers are appropriate though.
KarvokaQueen
Queen of the Coffee Cups
- Location
- City of Coffee, Upside-down land
Ah, I actually forgot that story existed. Thanks for reminding me
KarvokaQueen
Queen of the Coffee Cups
- Location
- City of Coffee, Upside-down land
As for the number of soldiers you will need....that's part of the risk. Sometimes you will be going in more or less blind. This is one of those times. Though, if you had men on horseback, perhaps you could scout once you set out, to get a better idea of what you face.
keenscythe
No longer NEET
- Location
- WA, USA
[X] Discuss University with Luitpold. He left last year, for Nuln. You will join him, one day, but now? You must learn everything you can. (Chance of success 85% Reward, Knowledge of Nuln universities)
[X] Go over some designs. You had, unbeknownst to your father, brought your sketchbook, and it was full of designs that needed more work (Chance of success Unkown% Reward, ENGINEERING!)
[X] Go over some designs. You had, unbeknownst to your father, brought your sketchbook, and it was full of designs that needed more work (Chance of success Unkown% Reward, ENGINEERING!)
- Location
- va
[X] Go over some designs. You had, unbeknownst to your father, brought your sketchbook, and it was full of designs that needed more work (Chance of success Unkown% Reward,ENGINEERING!)
[X] Discuss University with Luitpold. He left last year, for Nuln. You will join him, one day, but now? You must learn everything you can. (Chance of success 85% Reward, Knowledge of Nuln universities)
When you see bold it has to be good lol
[X] Discuss University with Luitpold. He left last year, for Nuln. You will join him, one day, but now? You must learn everything you can. (Chance of success 85% Reward, Knowledge of Nuln universities)
When you see bold it has to be good lol
- Location
- the Netherworld Dood
Hmmm 13 Knights total
While looking at this force we should expect anywhere from 800 to a 1000 orks led by a rather smart boss. 13 Knights and yeomen should have even in ambush killed dozens of orks and goblins each so a force that can overcome them needs to have out numbered them by quite a bit.
it could be also be predominately gobalins with bows maybe a mix of the two. As they have no answer to ranged fire in the pass.
Either way we need to engage on foot as the Terran favors infantry and the Bretonias are the best Calvery in the world baring only chaos Knights. If they failed our charges are not likely to make as good a push.
I'm thinking dismounted Knights and us holding the center at point. Hunters or other scouts up ahead to gives us a feel for what their planing. Spearman with sheilds should form the bulk of our forces as the cramped conditions make flanking Dificult. Lastly a good sizeed contingent of archers (not sure if guns are thing yet seeing as this is pre 3 Emperors if they are great we grab a mix of them)
General plan is rather simple give the orks a fight and let them come to us use our superior range to suppress their's and have our Primarch take point and wreck shit. even if he's a kid still he's easily one of the toughest things on the planet . Let's levrage that and call out the warboss/tribe leader hopefully early so we can minimize the damage they do to us.
While looking at this force we should expect anywhere from 800 to a 1000 orks led by a rather smart boss. 13 Knights and yeomen should have even in ambush killed dozens of orks and goblins each so a force that can overcome them needs to have out numbered them by quite a bit.
it could be also be predominately gobalins with bows maybe a mix of the two. As they have no answer to ranged fire in the pass.
Either way we need to engage on foot as the Terran favors infantry and the Bretonias are the best Calvery in the world baring only chaos Knights. If they failed our charges are not likely to make as good a push.
I'm thinking dismounted Knights and us holding the center at point. Hunters or other scouts up ahead to gives us a feel for what their planing. Spearman with sheilds should form the bulk of our forces as the cramped conditions make flanking Dificult. Lastly a good sizeed contingent of archers (not sure if guns are thing yet seeing as this is pre 3 Emperors if they are great we grab a mix of them)
General plan is rather simple give the orks a fight and let them come to us use our superior range to suppress their's and have our Primarch take point and wreck shit. even if he's a kid still he's easily one of the toughest things on the planet . Let's levrage that and call out the warboss/tribe leader hopefully early so we can minimize the damage they do to us.
KarvokaQueen
Queen of the Coffee Cups
- Location
- City of Coffee, Upside-down land
I would strongly reccomend you all formulate a plan. Because if you don't, you are going to basically charge in blind.
Against an unknown number of Orcs, in territory that favours them.
Against an unknown number of Orcs, in territory that favours them.