I just had a great fight with a friend. Great for me anyway, I only lost 5 Warriors and five Jetbikes
Here are the army lists as much as I remember them.... we did not write anything down, so everything is a bit vague
THE DARK ELDAR
- Airin, Princess of Commoragh, and her five Incubi retinue, mounted on a Raider
- 7 Wyches with Wych Weapons
- 6 Grotesques and Azriel, the Haemunculus
- 2 Sniper Squads (10 Warriors, 2 Dark Lances)
- 1 Squad "Mercenary Alpha" (Ten Warriors, two Splinter Cannons)
- 5 Reaver Jetbikes, 2 Blasters, led by Dio'var with a Power Weapons
- Talos
THE SPACE MARINES
- A Space Marine Librarian
- 4 Tactical Units, 2 with Rocket Launcher, 1 with Heavy Bolter, one with Plasma Cannon
- 3 Bikes
- 1 Attack Bike
- 1 Razorback
- 1 Unit Assault Marines
- 1 Vindicare Assassin
Now the Battle Report, written as a story so you don't get too bored
Princess Airin was furious. Just after she and her Cabal had raided and burned down that dirty town the Imperium has built, they were attacked by those Space Marine imbecils! As the marines advanced in an orderly formation, she called out to the Jetbike riders swarming around her: "Charge the worthless ones! Spare noone! Now we shall devour their souls!"
Dio'var, the leader of her gang of Reaver bikers, nodded and kicked in his overdrive, zooming over the ground at blinding speed. Airin's Command Raider followed, gathering speed as the Marines readied their Weapons. Aside her, Airin saw four black, thin rays of darkness penetrate the air, and as they impacted, four Marines vanished in a cry of astonishment. A team of Warriors broke through the woods and headed full speed to where they saw a disturbance in the ground texture. They had learned that it was always better to shoot first and then inspect the target....
Meanwhile, Azriel the Haemunculus gathered round his creations, inspecting the lifelessly animated bodies with tender care. Should anyone try to get too close to them, he would make them taste his Destructors...
The front was now caught in a hail of well-coordinated Bolter Fire. The marines laid down a hail of explosve death, reinforced by two searing rockets that impacted into the racing Jetbikes. Dio'var could feel as two of his men were downed, but he did not bother. Those were expendable. He swung his arm around, producing a gleaming sword. Those Marines would pay....
Screaming her battlecry, Airin jumped down from the Raider that now slowed down to turn sharply and fire at the bikes that were extremely near now. Still, it was not yet time...
The Marine squad that had destroyed two Reavers now faced a serious thread. Two Blasters obliterated a marine each, and another one was pierced by deadly crystal splinters. Mad with rage, Dio'var charged his Jetbike into the Marine Squad. He rammed into a Marine, impaling him on his front spike, and swung his sword to behead another one. Way behid him, Mercenary troop Alpha pressed on their charge, as a muffled, sharp sound echoed in their ears. One Warrior fell, a single small wound on his temple.
The Marines demonstrated that they were truly the Emporers Worst. Their weapons did no damage at all as they fire round after round into the Eldar Pirates, who gracefully evaded their line of fire. Time was running out for the human force as they lost another two men to the Jetbikes that ravaged in close Combat.
Airin was ready. She carelessly threw down the little device she had been fumbling with, grabbed her spear and charged into another squad of Marines. They did not pose a formidable opponent; Airin and her Incubi cut them down one by one without slowing down and rammed directly into the next squad, jumping over the fallen bodies that littered the floor. Thanks to the Dark Lance fire, all the bikes were now just a memory, but a single surviving trike speeded towards the Raider. Meanwhile Dio'var and his men cut down the reast of the Marine Squad, losing another Reaver Jetbike in the process. He gritted his teeth and pushed on.
It was looking grim for the marines. Their only hope were their reinforcements now, the Dark Eldar were obviously too strong in Close Combat to stand up to them. They were practically all caught in Meele with no chance to escape. To make things worse, a gigantic metal construct materialized from the device Airin had put on the ground: The dreaded Talos raged out of the Webway Portal and directly into Close Combat with a Marine Squad. The only mentionable progress for the Marines was on the western part of the battle, where Warrior after Warrior fell to an invisible force that cut them down. The remaining five hesitated for a moment, but rampaged on, envisioned a movement on the ground and hammered down on their triggers. The movement stopped, and the cloaking device failed, as the assassin was lifted off his feet by the power of the impact.
Finally, the reinforcements arrived! A unit of Storm Space Marines touched down close to the two warrior squads, readying their weapons. Behind them, Azriel laughed manically as he sprayed the troops with acid, leaving behind a bubbling heap of flesh and molten bone. The remaining Marines turned around and shot down a Grotesque from point blanc, but soon succumbed to the raving madmen the Haemunculus led into battle. The Marines lost their spirit. That was definitely not fair... to lower their Morale even more, a group of Wyches emerged from the portal and lost no time: they assaulted as soon as possible and cut down the Marine Librarian where he stood, aided by Dio'var and his Jetbikes. Dio'var fought like a madman, but finally he and his comrade were destroyed by the Librarian's last moves of his life. Now there were only two Enemies left: A Razorback tank and an attack bike, the driver trying relentlessly to attack the Raider. Airin, who was watching the carnage by now, smiled. She herself slowly closed in to the attack bike, aiming her Splinter Pistol directly to the driver's face. She banged her own weapon against a bolter that laid on the ground, the owner gently bleeding beside it. As the driver turned his head, she smiled at him, nearly admiring him, and slowly pulled the trigger. Marine blood gushed out from the driver's head wound, reddening the ground even more. An Incubi stepped in front of her and nonchalantly cut the aimlessly speeding trike in two. Airin nodded to him.
Further back, the Wyches consolidated and made way for the Talos. The Razorback turned on the sport, speeding away, all guns blazing, but it was too late. The Talos Claws penetrated deeply into the armor, cutting a large hole into the side. It hit the engine and ripped it out, knocking the driver unconscious in the process. Airin beheld this and laughed.
"Let them go! Azriel, call him back. We want our legend to life on..."
