History of the Maynarkh Dynasty

Good Evening Ladies and Gentlemen,

Today we delve into the History of the Maynarkh Dynasty,  what many consider a return to the unknown eldritch horror that once defined the Necron race before the rise of the named Necron characters, specifically set down in the 3rd edition codex.

Renowned in the deep past of the Necron race, the Maynarkh Dynasty were abhorred and feared for their ruthless nature, particularly in the fight against the old ones during the War in Heaven against the Slann. The Maynarkh Dynasty were at the forefront of the battle against the C'tan at the closing of the War in Heaven when the Star God's were considered at their weakest by the Silent King.  For their part in the breaking of the C'tan and particularly Llandu'gor the Flayer, the Dynasty was cursed by the flesh hunger, with the first flayed ones arising within the ranks of the Maynarkh legions.

For there destructive nature's both in the War in Heaven,  and the the downfall of the C'tan,  many influential dynasties counselled the Silent King to damn the Maynarkh upon entering their stasis crypts, a quiet death for the horrific Dynasty. They had shamed all of the Necron race by they're actions... Yet the Silent King allowed them to endure,  they would be needed in times to come...

In the closing stages of the 41st Millennium the death of the Caracol Binary Star, erupting in a supernova would be the clarion call for the Dynasty to arise from their 60 million year slumber.  The Orphean Sector would soon bear the brunt of the horror of the Necrons. Only the forces of the Death Korps of Krieg,  and the Minotaurs Space Marine Chapter would be able to stand in there way.  Indeed at the end Lord Asterion Moloch would fight against Kutlakh the World Killer aboard the bridge of his Cairn-Class Battleship, and both would be blown out into the deep of space. But the Chapter Master of the Minotaurs has survived worse,  and Necrons are not known to die so easily....

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So I hope you all enjoyed the above and are maybe considering picking up Imperial Armour 12. The book, though out of date is still an amazing piece of background, and the effort put into it really shows. I decided not to go too far in, as its perfectly paced and is a great read and I would suggest it on these alone. Other great things with the book, is that it includes Legendary Battles for you to play as the Necrons attack the Orphean Sector and are just like time of war missions,  perfect for the hobbyist who likes to try their hand at historical battles. I had originally expected these to be designed at Apocalypse scale,  but actually are designed from 1500pt battles up, which was great to see. Also for the narrative and campaign players,  we have the usual campaign system which also looks a lot of fun especially using the legendary missions. It's great to get into the events of the universe, a trend Age of Sigmar is really embracing,  and I hope 40k continues to do the same!

Until next time
Jonathan

Narrative Battle Report: Slaughter at Yrlan's Rest Part 2

Hi Everyone,
Following on from yesterday's entry we have part 2.  Hope you enjoy.

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Everything flashed into the brightest shade of blue-white. Control panels screamed warning claxons moments before their screens exploded into flames.  Chapter serfs ran in semi-panicked directions before their mental conditioning kicked in,  as one moving to bring the inferno now raging in the Astropathic Choirs' Coliseum.

Screaming echoed from the lofty heights above. Most of the overhanging astropath thrones were occupied,  their incumbents unaware of the fire spreading slowly from one to the next.  They were slowly burning one by one.

Codicier Suor'kah'peth entered the coliseum from under the choir masters pulpit in the middle of room. Runic wards glowed from every surface as the warp tried to force its way into the material realm through the minds of the astropaths. Suor'kah'peth watched impassively as the Chapter serfs one by one gave the Emperor's Mercy to each of the astropaths who's Runic Wards had begun to burn a firey red.  Hitting a Vox comm on the wall the Codicier gave the word to the bridge that an emergency exit from the warp was required.

Time stopped. It always felt like this for Suor'kah'peth. Reentry always felt differently to each of his brothers, not painful or discomforting,  but for the Codicier a moment of peace before the enevitable storm soon to follow.

With a burst of sickly light,  the Titans Rage exited the Immaterium. The Battle Barge dragged contrails of pure emotion behind in its wake. It had arrived in the Yrlan's System...

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Suor'kah'peth strode with purpose into the Strategium having ensured that all those astropaths almost tainted by the warp had been dispatched. The Codicier wiped his gloves on a folded tabard from his belt,  a few extra astropaths having been given the Emperors Mercy just in case by his own hands. Less than 70% of the choir remained.  Suor'kah'peth walked towards his brother Company Champion Benefalan.  "Brother,  it is done.  The pacification is complete. Do we know what happened to the wards?"
"I do not know brother", the flickering light from 10,000 candles refracted across his shining silver armour. . His bulk was massive in Tactical Dreadnought Armour,  the runes of warding engraved on every surface had been only just painstaking repaired since his last battle.

The gods of war stared deeply into the turning light of the Strategium hololith as it spun focused on the primary world of seven planet system. "There are no in system contacts Codicier" Benefalan rumbled,  "No system picket ships no, no PDF communiques,  no astropathic songs either. This system seem dead".

Suddenly the doors to the Strategium burst open, a chill wind following inside that even made the Transhuman warriors shiver,  "Its not quite dead yet my brothers, we have work to do" came a calm yet deep voice.  Codicier Suor'kah'peth spun around force staff at the ready, his strike did not fall.

"Supreme Grand Master Draigo...!"

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Narrative Battle Report: Slaughter at Yrlan's Rest Part 1

Hi everyone,

So I thought I'd try and start some narrative battle reports for the blog. . This will follow in 3 parts,  an intro for each army and the battle report itself. . Hope you enjoy.

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Smoke and dust drifted lazily on the wind, aimlessly floating through the winding alleyways of the Manufactorum District. The morning suns were breaking upon the horizon,  rays of light splitting iridescently through the the tumbling particles in the air.

It could almost be serene. But it was not quiet.  Muffled moans and screams could almost be heard floating in the background,  as the unmanned machines continued to clank and churn from the shells of broken buildings.

Pain throbbed in the air. Garak Gorebiter lifted the commissar off his feet,  eye to eye with the Khorne Lord.  Hot putrid breath steamed out from the base of the Lords helmet.  The last thing the commissar saw was the helmet split vertically into a horrendous maw as it clamped onto this head. With one swift yank, Garak ripped the commissar's skull out of his skin, the white bone glistening as it cracked. Garak strode imperiously to the nearby shrine,  lifting his latest victim overhead to pour the hot viscera over the shattered emblem of the false imperium.

Reality buckled.  Sickening light poured from the floor tearing up the side of the shrine.  First to appear was the great cavalry of the Blood God, roaring past Garak. They did not stop. Splitting wider and wider a Mighty Skull Cannon of Khorne raced into the material realm,  but it was not the last to follow.  Tearing as high as the Manufactorums rising all around a God of War tore itself from the warp. Khorne had indeed blessed Garak as first pulling itself from the tear in reality came Rote of Damnation, and finally Litany of Destruction!  With a mighty blare of their War Horns the Renegade Knights strode to war upon the surface of Yrlan's Rest...

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Part 2 arrives tomorrow,  who will the Daemonkin face...?