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[Iron Gauntlet] Dusk Raiders characters


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Olgat sniffed the air. He knew his prey was close. He restrained his bloodlust - this was the all important moment, where he prepared the trap, readied himself to pounce. The hunt was nearly over, and the champion almost felt disappointed. His prey on this hunt was predictable, like hunting sturgrabbits on Fenris. His sources told him its name was Lord Inquistor Gawain; Olgat cared not, only that the hunt would be completed in the name of the gods. For now, the target has gone to ground in a high security base. It was of no consequence to him - Yggdrasil yearned for blood and none would deny the wicked claw its sustenance. Even now, the eldritch voices trapped in the daemon weapon empowered him, sharpening his senses and bolstering his strength. Now it was time to call for his pack; Okay let out a long howl: to the humans in the base, it would be drowned out by the sounds of their machines and useless chatter, but to those that lurked in the dark places, the hunters of the warp, it was a shrieking cry, a call from their leader. Holes in the warp were torn, and what once was Olgat's brethren of the 7th great company bounded forth with little restraint, now vessels of the Blood God's might. He unleashed them - no use in letting them wait, for Khorne would feast this night. Already he could hear the automated sentry guns spit hit bolts, it was time to close the noose on the Commissar. Dashing from cover to cover, he stayed out of sight. He could taste the hot metallic blood in the air, the smell of fear and wrath. He sniffed the air once more, and smiled behind his mutated helmet. There it was, the pride of the Inquistor; he remembered when he first smelled this wretched scent, when he was still loyal to the Corpse-Emperor. The damned lapdog had ordered half his men killed on suspicion of heresy, and the clash that followed left him a lone wolf. That was the night when Olgat, then Olanor, first bore the gifts of the Blood God, when his supernatural smell manifested. He couldn't take it anymore; Yggdrasil grew impatient. The Astartes barreled through the wall of the quickfab building where Gawain was hiding with his power fist. Immediately he felt the hot-shot lasguns of the Inquisitor's acolytes on his armor, but none of it mattered for his prey was close. Olgat danced - oh how he reveled in the dance, this ballet of slaughter, and none could deny him this stage. Everyone in the room but one was dead - Gawain still stood, the same wretched half-smirk on his face when the men of the 8th were executed without mercy for imaginary crimes. Olgat pounced to cleave the Inquisitor in half with Yggdrasil, but the human parried with his sword. The Hunter swiped, and his quarry dodged; the Astartes thrusted with the power fist, and the human counter-attacked. After a quick exchange of blows both adversaries backed off and circled. Olgat had finally found his match in the Inquisitor, his archaoetech devices protecting him from the full wrath of the Blood God's warrior. A slam on the wall from the slaughter outside distracted Again for but a moment, but a moment was all Olgat required - he struck like a bolt of lightning, cleaving Gawain in two. The warrior removed his helmet for what came next. Lifting the body by the hair, he took what he sought, and raised the heart of the Inquisitor to the heavens before ritually consuming it. Oh god Khorne would finally feast upon the soul of he who had slain a full hundred of his warriors - Gawain's blood tasted of victory and retribution, hot on his face. May the same come upon all the toes of the Dusk Raiders, may the hunt never end!

Well would you look at the time, it's zombie o'clock!
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HQ - OLGAT RODRICK, THE HOUND OF TERMINUS

6 Power, 135 points

M 7" WS 2+ BS 3+ S5 T4 W5 A5 Ld8 Sv3+

Olgat Rodrick is a single model equipped with Yggdrasil and a Power Fist. Only one of this model may be included in your army.

WEAPONS
Yggdrasil - Range: -, Type: Melee, S: U, AP: -2, D: 2, Daemon Weapon (See Drachynen, Abaddon the Despoiler Datasheet)
Power Fist: Range: -, Type: Melee, S:x2, AP: -3, D:D3, When attacking with this weapon, you must subtract one from this weapon's hit rolls.

ABILITIES
The Packmaster: Friendly Dusk Raider Possessed and Mutilators gain +1 STR and Attacks in the Fight phase while within 3" of Olgat Rodrick.
Aspire to Glory: You can reroll failed wound rolls for friendly <LEGION> units within 6".
For the Dark Gods: You can reroll failed wound rolls for this model of the target is an enemy Character.


Faction Keywords: Chaos, Khorne, Heretic Astartes, Dusk Raiders
Keywords: Character, Infantry, Daemon, Olgat Rodrick
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Well would you look at the time, it's zombie o'clock!
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