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vs. Battlestar Galactica: Introduction and Army Lists
We played at my house, using the way-cool, spanking-new jungle board and river terrain that #1 Jungle Fanboy Luis Nunez built and sent to me. Pat and I agreed that only the “paths” and the “river” sections were clear terrain: everything else was covered in jungle trees (Level 2 height) that counted as difficult terrain and allowed only 6" of vision. The idol and the top of the waterfall were at Level 3 height: from the summits, a unit could fire down on the paths and clearings; conversely, figures on the paths could target anyone atop those heights. Star Wars: Imperial Guard/Daemonhunters
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Above: Inquisitor Lord Vader leads the Imperial forces
Battlestar Galactica: Necron
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Above: Centurion Lucifer leads the Necrons known as Yblis' Marauders
The shuttlecraft Hyperion landed just outside the encampment in one of the few clearings among the trees of the dense jungle. Inquisitor Lord Vader stepped from the craft into the sweltering, oppressive heat and was promptly met by Commander Tarkin and a squad of Guardsmen. “Welcome, Lord Vader,” Tarkin said bowing. “We have established a bivouac here and have begun exploring the surrounding jungle. At first, we found no sign of any xenos presence. Last night, however, we suffered an attack on a patrol. Several men were killed—seemingly disintegrated—but there were some survivors.” Vader’s breathing was heavy and labored. “I will not suffer attacks from an unknown enemy. Take me to the survivors.” As the group moved through the camp, Guardsmen stopped what they were doing and snapped to attention. Tarkin and Vader entered a Quonset hut labeled “Infirmary.” A Guardsman with graying hair was tending to a wounded man lying on a cot. As Vader approached, the medic stood and saluted, saying “Corporal Grissom, milord, at your service.” Vader pointed to the man on the cot. “This man was in the patrol that was attacked last night?” “Yes, milord,” answered Grissom. “Show me his wounds.” Grissom bent, pulled back the thin sheet covering the Guardsman, and removed some of the bandages around the sedated man’s abdomen. Something had vaporized a fist-sized chunk of his flesh. “A glancing wound, sir, from—” began the medic. “I have seen these type of wounds before,” Vader rumbled. “These are made by gauss weapons used by the mechanical constructs of the Necron race.” Vader turned as if responding to an unseen presence, his cloak billowing with the sudden motion. “Tarkin, prepare your men for attack. The enemy is approaching.” “But how do you…” Tarkin started, confused. “There is no time for me to explain to you my powers. Suffice it to say that I have sensed the enemy’s movements and you would do well to follow my counsel.” Tarkin nodded and began barking orders to the retinue of Guardsmen that had been following them. As the encampment erupted in a flurry of activity, the sun broke over the canopy of the jungle. Story by Patrick Eibel Star
Wars vs. Battlestar Galactica
© Copyright Kenton
Kilgore, February 2005
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