My horde of murderous daemons had fought their way up the board towards the cowering guard in the corner. I had taken quite a few loses to shooting but I was able to distract most of his fire with drones and soul grinders. And so I was finally ready to take the battle to him, to reap his souls for the dark gods!!!
But because I had neglected to include any tzeentch followers he decided to screw me over by making me roll double 1 on the warp storm table, followed by absolutely terrible Leadership tests. I was gunned down by overwatch, with only a bloodthirster hitting.
I have decided to give daemons a break for a bit and buy some new dice...gods like new dice right?
“Insane? You dare to claim that we are insane? I find this very amusing. You see, there is no such thing as sanity. Why? Because the nature of sanity depends on the context the term is used. A man living in squalor may call the rich man insane for wasting food, while the rich man in return may call the poor insane for living off his waste. You slaughter thousands and squander the resources of planets on foolish incursions to please a corpse and his corrupted followers. And you have the nerve to call me insane? Oh poor misguided individual, pray to whatever deity you serve and hope he is merciful, for those who find themselves trapped in the spiders web have little else they can do”
Lord Nerthro of the ‘Heralds of Absurdity’ to what remained of an Imperial scouting party