Feel the air under our wings

Rob took his brand new Epic Eldar. They müllered me, twice. All those dratted pulse weapons chewed through my lovely big Stompa Mob with sustained fire. Ouch. Luckily, he's not quite got the hang of the Eldar's unique move-shot-move tactic. I fear that day.
Here's what he has to say about them:
I have even named the craftworld now (Nevi'im: Hebrew for Prophets). They were one of the first of the craftworlds to leave Eldar society and isolated themselves even after the Fall from other Eldar believing them to be totally corrupted.
Eventually the Nevi'im decided that the Craftworld society was slowing them down and left them vulnerable. This feeling was only compounded when they heard of the attack on the Iyanden craftworld. The Nevi'im used the most powerful Bonesingers to create an armada of ships out of the original Craftworld and they split themselves into Marauder fleets.
The Nevi'im society became one of nomadic sensibility, much like those of the Saim Hann Craftworld.
And as if yo rub salt into the wounds of my twin defeats, he did it whilst showing off his new Bret McKenzie jumper.

Labels: Bad Moonz
Posted by Curis at 11:30 AM

1 Comments:
And beat you while half his attention was on Waterloo as well :-D
I like the zen style playing - Japanese on the floor gaming!
Your teeny yellow models are ace, love 'em.
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