Necromunda Dominion Battle Report: V

This campaign is not following the rules of Necromunda’s campaign to a T. The dominion campaign table has a minimum of 3, where we are just two players. While i’ve played several miniature skirmish games, this is my first skirmish campaign. This is both of our first time with Necromunda. While we have been slowly collecting the books for our gangs, we did not start with them. We are not playing or adhering stictly and having to modify as we go

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The Gangs being played are the Escher Gang (aka Blades)  and the Ash Waste Nomads (Ash Catch Ems)

Scenario: GUNK TANK

Territory played for: The Mine Workings

Defender : Ash Catch em’s

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Bev heard of their return. Those nomads somehow got back into the Underhive. Still seething from losing one of her girls. She makes sure the remaining living girls load their chamber. It was time to kill some ghosts. They were away from the Waste, away from their home. This is her home. This shitty place was theirs and she wasn’t going to let them take it over. This is their territory. She grabs her girls, her guns, and left their settlement. 

The Catch ‘Ems found the Gunk tank. Ready to be drained of it’s precious resources. The machine churnned and hum to life as it did it’s work. It split and splattered. Slowly it was making progress. Bev signal Mister Tuez. Tuez aimed right at the nomad standing in front of the Gunk tank. He moved and she hit her target. The gunk spilled onto the concrete with it’s chemical compound lighting on fire by another stray bullet. With the Nomads surrounded by the flames, the Blades made their moves.

Bev loaded up her bolter and unleashed it on the nearest Nomad to her. Yun’ Gi’ All  hit the ground knocking him out cold. 

Kharla’v whistles to his crew before moving into position. Seeing the first Blades past the flames, he unleashed his Venom caster with no effect. Either The Blades were prepared this time or luck favored the bold.

Bullets whir all around as the heat rises, Beverly was fully loard and fired to hit the nomad who looks like the newest recruit.

The shots peppered Ruck’ E Mam’ba till he hit the floor. He laided there, gas-masked face turned to see the others weaving and crouching behind barriers. The last thing he ever saw was his clan being surrounded by Blades and flames. He would be bitter about this later.

While Bev made her shots, her sisters weren’’t as lucky. Brit ran through the flames in ecasty to kill the intruders, lighting herself aflame.  Rey Moores took a shot seriously injuring her as she was approaching the flames. The nomad Wuh looked at Kharla’v. Both nodded at each other. Kharla’v made the motion to have the others prepare to flee. Bev saw her girls on the floor and also made the same call.

Rey was able to dodge the flames for only so long. She was the first to leave while ablaze. Gigi was next. Wuh took his chance while the others were running to fire a shot at Mister Tuez. It wasn’t enough to kill her, but she blacked out when her body hit the floor. With at least one taken down, Wuh dipped out into the shadows.

It was only down to Bev and Kharla’v. The two leaders face each other. The two faced each other for what seemed weeks. The anger rose in both of them. Heated they both prepare, in hopes of one last chance. Kharla’v runs through the flames, and succesfully charges toward Beverly Blast’um. His knife slice through the air, while her whips trying to keep him back. with a flick of the wrist, the whips come down gnashing through the carapace of the dustskittler on the Nomad’s torso. He trying to make some distance. She wouldn’t let him go. With a flurry of blows, the assault came. His knife parrying all her strikes. Until one wraps around his arm. He pulls back to try to use the momentum agaisnt her. Bev takes the chance to activate the whip’s true power. The electricty surge through his body until he fell onto the ground.

The gunk tanks fire eventually died out. bullet shells and needles lied throughout the area. Any scavengers would misout on any useful loot. However if they looked closely they would see the remants of the real prize, a light spattering of dust from the waste that move towards the Blades home.

Next Time: Rescue Mission