Birthday Spankings: Old Friends, New Starts

By Patrick Eibel and Kenton Kilgore

It was only within the last thirty standard solar years that the planet Tondar had been discovered, seized (violently), and settled by Imperial forces. Two years ago, this world had been overwhelmed by a massive Ork Waaagh!, and only within the last few months had the Greenskins been driven from it by the Space Wolves, led by the ancient Dreadnought Ferin Ironhammer.

Before a proper force of Astra Militarum could be sent to secure the planet, the Wolves had been ordered to another warzone, and in that vacuum, the forces of Chaos had struck, drawn to the Warpstone—crystalline hunks of solidified Warp energy—found on Tondar. 

Should the Traitors acquire the Warpstones, their power might be nigh-unlimited. But while the Wolves were gone, the planet was not undefended….

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In Praise of Patrick

by Kenton Kilgore

My pal Patrick Eibel turns 55 (!) today, and seeing as how he has achieved this milestone birthday, I thought I’d tell you some more about him and post a public “thank you” for all the things he’s done for me and this site over the years.

Jungle Guide Patrick Eibel

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Tigers of a Different Stripe (Primaris Version)

The Fighting Tigers of Veda have been online for 21 years, and every so often, someone will e-mail me photos of their Tiger minis. I’m always glad to see what someone who can actually paint decently does with them! If you’ve painted up some and would like me to share them here, shoot an e-mail to me: kentonkilgore@kentonkilgore.com.

People have sometimes asked me if there are there Primaris Fighting Tigers of Veda. Well, there are now! Mik Burns (aka Cygnus46 on Instagram) has been hard at working painting up these, to bring stripey retribution to the enemies of the Imperium!

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Drinking From A Firehose: The New Space Marines Codex

If you’re having deja vu, it’s because Games Workshop published a Space Marine codex in 2019, and here we are, a year later, with a brand new one for 9th Edition. So, consider this review a follow-on to the one I did before.

As always, I’m not going to cover everything, because there is so much jammed into the new book’s 200+ pages. Instead, I’ll only discuss the things that jumped out at me. Like last time, I focus on the rules, but rest assured that there are plenty of cool background material and artwork in the new codex, almost 90 pages’ worth.

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Battles With the Becker Boys, Part 5

For almost 20 years, my family and I have been good friends with our neighbors across the street, the Becker’s, who have two sons: Nathan (19) and Dylan (18). The “Becker Boys” are ardent video gamers, and recently got into 40K, with Nate choosing Space Marines, and Dylan picking up Space Wolves.

I’ve been teaching them to play, with demo games against Necrons, a “for-real” match against Tyranids, an Open Play vs. my Dvergar Steeljacks (proxied Adeptus Mechanicus), and a pair of Christmas-themed battles against my Dark Eldar.

Back home early from college (thanks, Corona-Chan!), Dylan wanted to get in a game a few weeks ago, so I proposed that we mask- and glove up, keep our social distance, and pit his Wolves against my proxied Chaos Daemons of Khorne.

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Veda In the Balance Campaign, Battle #1: Old Grudges Die Hard

by Patrick Eibel and Kenton Kilgore

Huron Blackheart strode from the hastily constructed shanty he was using as a headquarters, and joined the Master of Executions, who was standing in the shadows of the fuel dispensary.  The two made a grotesque pair, one disfigured in a long-ago explosion that left his face hideously scarred, the other encased in the skull armor of his station.  They surveyed the Red Corsair warband making preparations for battle throughout the bivouac. 

“It will be soon,” rasped Huron, “that our old friends the Fighting Tigers will be in the area.  No doubt, they intend, like us, to use these abandoned fueling stations to supply their ships.”

The Master of Executions grunted.  “The men are not ready.  We are too few to wage a full battle as yet.”  His voice was flat, dead, the creak of a coffin lid.

“I agree.”  If the leader of the Red Corsair warband took any affront to his lieutenant’s lack of deference, he showed no concern.

 A dull hum could be heard off in the distance, and Huron turned to watch as a plume of dust approached, kicked up by a rapidly moving vehicle.  “That is why I have made other arrangements.”  He waved to the others in the warband to let the vehicle approach.

With a loud rumble, a ramshackle bike-like vehicle skidded into the encampment.  A large, green Ork disembarked, and, spewing a string of profanity, made his way to the two Red Corsair leaders.

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Battles with the Becker Boys, Part 4

For almost 20 years, my family and I have been good friends with our neighbors across the street, the Becker’s, who have two sons: Nathan (19) and Dylan (18).  The “Becker Boys” are ardent video gamers, and last year, got into 40K, with Nate choosing Space Marines, and Dylan picking up Space Wolves.

In teaching them how to play, we did two demo games against Necrons, then a “for-real” match against my proxied-Tyranids, then a massive contest with lots of figures and vehicles on each side.

The boys went off to school in the fall and played a little bit while they were away.  On Christmas break, they came back and we did a holiday-themed game.

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Battles with the Becker Boys, Part 3

The Jungle is turning 20 years old, and we’re celebrating! Come back every day from February 2 through February 8 for new material!

For almost 20 years, my family and I have been good friends with our neighbors across the street, the Becker’s.  Our kids are close in age, and have grown up together like siblings.  The two “Becker Boys”—Nathan (19) and Dylan (18)—are ardent video gamers, but haven’t been interested in 40K, despite knowing for years that I play.

“Haven’t been interested,” that is, until Nate went off to college, found some friends who are into it, and came back home raving to his little brother about how cool it is.  So, in the summer of 2019, I taught them the rules, gave them tips on collecting and painting, and helped them acquire their very own armies.  Nate has gone for Space Marines, while Dylan purchased 2000 points of Space Wolves from Jungle Guide Patrick Eibel.

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Armies of the Jungle: Fighting Tigers of Veda, “White Tigers” (Shikar #1)

The Jungle is turning 20 years old, and we’re celebrating! Come back every day from February 2 through February 8 for new material! 

In this series, we showcase armies used by your humble Jungle Guides. By detailing how the army was collected, how the background and color schemes were developed, and how the army is used on the battlefield, we hope that this series will provide inspiration for those interested in collecting similar armies.

“We have lost contact with Veda.”

There was silence on the bridge of the Battle Barge where the leaders of the Fighting Tigers had gathered.  Then Librarian Zaghnal Maratha spoke again.

“It is no mere Warp storm that will subside. It is, I believe, something much worse.  The Maelstrom has swelled, shifted, and engulfed Veda.  Our home world may very well be no more.”

“What is the latest on the Red Corsairs?” Raja Khandar Madu asked.

“Nothing new,” Kshatriya Jirbu Ghosh replied, “since we engaged that small force on Kepton’s Minl.”

“We cannot abandon our Crusade against them,” Anhurada Chawla, most-senior of the Chaplains, or Tigers of Varuna, said.

“Agreed,” replied Raja Rama Ayodhya. “And we’re also tasked with ridding this sector of the Drukhari and Aeldari, the Orks and Dvergar, the Kurindans and Necrons, and the remnants of Hive Fleet Ravana.”  He shook his head.  “So many of them, all of them resurgent.”

“Then there is the traitor Shamshir Talatra,” Chandramatie Bahl reminded them, “and his ‘Fearful Symmetry’ of Daemons.”

“Too many threats, all at once,” Khandar Madu said.  “And Veda seemingly lost.”

“But we’re strong,” Rama Ayodhya replied.  “There are many more of us than even in my first tenure.”

“More of us than ever,” Zaghnal Maratha pointed out, “even than at our Founding.  Much more than Guilliman would allow—if he knew.”

Anhurada Chawla frowned. “Varman Kumar would not be pleased.”

“Kumar sanctioned it,” Zaghnal Maratha told her.

“I did not,” she replied.

“Regardless,” Khandar Madu said, rising from the table, “I see no other option but to split the Tigers, at least for a while, but perhaps forever.”

Rama Ayodhya nodded.  “Send most of our forces after the Corsairs, and some against the others.  I’ll finish off Ravana.  They won’t get away from me this time.  But I’ll need help, Zaghnal.  A lot’s changed between then and now.”

“I’ll be with you, Raja.”

“Shamshir is mine,” Chandramatie Bahl insisted.  “For Talwar’s sake.”

“In time,” Khandar Madu told her.  “Daksha Ram, you will return to Veda.”

“I hear and obey, Raja.”

“Jirbu Ghosh, it’s fitting that you serve karma as it relates to the Ozone Scorpions.  Anhurada, you and I—with Chandramatie’s assistance—will keep pursuing Blackheart.”  Khandar Madu looked around the table.  “Are we agreed?”

“We are,” Rama Ayodhya said.  “Assemble the strike forces.  Let the hunts begin.”

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Battles with the Becker Boys, Part 2

For almost 20 years, my family and I have been good friends with our neighbors across the street, the Becker’s.  Our kids are close in age, and have grown up together like siblings.  The two “Becker Boys”—Nathan (19) and Dylan (18)—are ardent video gamers, but haven’t been interested in 40K, despite knowing for years that I play.

“Haven’t been interested,” that is, until Nate went off to college, found some friends who are into it, and came back home raving to his little brother about how cool it is.  So, this summer, I taught them the rules, gave them tips on collecting and painting, and helped them acquire their very own armies.

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