For sure, I'm always interested in seeing, reading or ideally hearing Narrated about Warhammer's steam tanks. I think I do prefer this universe's versions if compared to those of other, major fantasy IPs. Which is just another of the many parts (like steam components) of Warhammer that endears this fantasy world as my favourite. Obligatory inclusion to these machines' foundations of the dawi's engineering further endears that hard-as-stone race as my favoured rendition. Aesthetically, my fondness for the steampunk basis has been maintained ever since my youth, in spite of the evermore exploitative emphasis in modern pop culture. The look of the Empire's steam tanks present Warhammer's Renaissance- and medieval-derivative influences combined with its characteristic gritty, grim sensibilities. Overall, regardless of the fantastical, perhaps satirical aspects these unique models are less goofy and more practically serious in their nonuniform designs. All of these variations, older and newer alike, make for entertainingly intricate example models as well as ideal platforms for constant battlefield experimentation. As portrayed in Gotrek and Felix's second novel, Skavenslayer, eh, Narrator? Plus, hinted at to a lesser extent of Nuln technology overall in Iron Company, the second book in the Empire Army lineup. Yes, I do appreciate the details on these propelled human vehicles. I'll be eagerly awaiting your continuation with more on them. Thank you very much for this topic driving full speed ahead into this weekend's episode, GDN. Be content and keep well...may the blessings of Sigmar be upon you, too.
It looks very cool. in the warhammer larp that fans do I saw pictures of a full on tank that fans build and used. I wish I could’ve gone to the warhammer larp but it’s in another country.
Original Warhammer fantasy story Dark Vengeance The City defenders Of Verezzo ran for cover shouting as they try to escape the tanks and Canon teams deadly barrage. Outside the city causing the battlements to explode with Earth shattering Force causing debris to scatter like ---falling Stone rain, the behemoth Iron and Steel, continue to rumble towards the town the ground shook beneath, its wheels the air was thick with puffs of steam Graco Gambino square jaw grin as his golden lion helmet with his signature red and white feather plumes Flutter in the wind, the merchant Lord was happy of the experimental machine at work, After losing 25 of his men retrieving the steam tank from the Marsh in Bretonnia, 25,000 gold coins Three years with some help from a dwarven mercenary engineer. the steam tank roared to life like thunder, blasting steam from beneath its hall Graco had a theory by half day the people would give up before the vampire awoke from his slumber. If not His men would have enough time to breach the portcullis, he thought with Glee the merchant Prince would drag Lancer von strickett Coffin into the Town, square for the people--- of Verezzo to watch the vampire vaporize into the sun rays. Amongst the smoke and chaos of the town, Lancers five adopted sons the twins of the group Karnov, the eldest was a skilled warrior in his own right with a strong jaw, and piercing blue eyes and long gold hair like his brother Mikhail. who was Tall and muscular like Karnov, they they both guided what they could of the citizens of Verezzo, down into the basement and Cellers from the artillery bombardment Crane, the third son of the group A Nordlander, was mutant with brown robes and thin like ears that hid beneath a thick brown cloth headband. he used a strange healing abilities to help the wounded,within one of the physicians houses, militia mercenaries and citizens like brought their wounded to him like a beacon of light, the house would glow like moonlight healing the people in need. Boris the fourth son who Von strickett found was A huge big man with short dark hair and a powerful built he was helping his little brother Han's. Getting to Luna to help his little brother who Hart strained for help pushing back the merchant Lord's higher thugs in the late hours of the night, his heart thump like a ground rumbling,Hans shaggy hair dripped with sweat his chest heaved he was struggling to keep up with Boris to the safety of the Manor.as a steam tank cannonball rumbled right pass them into a house window that exploded with shards of glass, the two brothers Grimace with their hands over their faces dodging the Glass debris. The fifth Son Ulf, Arthur Dine a Norsca and Bretonnia half breed, what Lancer found in Northern Territories Within Norsca, a lone survivor of attack of another tribe of Khorne Norse. lead and help guiding them and clearing the way of the debris for his two brothers Boris and Hans, His long curly brown hair Flutter behind him like a brown scarf there was a fearless glint in his Dark eyes lifting broken timber and stone debris with his muscles arms as it was Wooden toys to Ulf as the constant barrage of attacks. continued the towns defenders we're wavering there morale almost broken, As three brothers got close to the manor, they saw Lancer Emerald eyes glow like lightning bugs beneath his dark Hood his long dark robes bellowed upward pass Luna are what?" they both perceive who was the young Ind woman, was now standing in from The Manor of Arch oakwood doorway. as they got closer they saw that it was not Luna, at all it was Sheena Fell spirit, that Druchii Witch that Hans Boris and Ulf dreaded seeing?" Her Eyes glowed with an otherworldly energy, a dark and amber light that seemed to pierce the very soul. her presence was like cold wind sending shivers down the spines of even the bravest of warriors, Sheena was a follower of Khaine A being of darkness Yet they cannot look away. they were transfixed by her and there adopted father presence, drawn in by their very Aura of dark malevolence, that surrounded the both of them Lancer too, seem drawn to her he moved closer, his emerald eyes fixed on her and for a moment, it seemed to Three brother's as if the very fabric of reality was about to tear apart.Hens curse beneath his breath he dislike that Druchii Witch, who possesses Luna, Using her as a prisoner to manipulate their fathers decisions, and then with out warning Sheena spoke her voice like a Sultry alluring call, her arms stretched out to the heavens as the sun beamed on them both. She can hear the call of Khaine calling Sheena encouraging to encourage his nephew Lancer into a crimson battle. he wanted to see more of what his brother morr B*** son could do their was something beautiful how his brother abomination fought, "The time of warriors!" rage is upon us she hissed now reaching for her snake like daggers that glow crimson ruin's on her hip "the time of the dark offering is at hand." As Druchii Witch spoke the Three Brothers notice, notice The whispers of cold mist bursting from their mouths. the air seemed to grow colder Lancer shadow seem to be deepening and twisting into a Grotesque form, he stood at the center of it all his Emerald split- pupil eyes turning like a crimso his heart beating with deep hunger he grip hold of Sheena. waste he felt his curse dark transformation taking hold his body begin to contour and twists his limbs elongated, into a grotesque in human shape his ears got pointy as long glossy Raven feathers emerge. from his arms bursting forth from his skin and through his dark robe, avian quills ebony spines erupted from his back piercing the air like jagged blackened knives feathers burst from his shoulders a maddening fury of black and purple plumage that seemed to Writhe and twist of its own accord his hands transform into huge bird-like Claws the fingers mingling into razor sharp talons that gleamed with malevolent otherworldly dark light Hans Boris and Ulf faces turn for the disgust in Lancers face. feathers were around his face as his the transformation reached it zenith he let out a deafening shrink that made The Three Brothers reach for their ears the sound was both human and bird yet neither the air filled with stench of death and decay he snarled his dark lips revealing rolls of Sharp teeth Lancer stood now 9 ft tall and hunch monster forged from the depths..Of the unknown, he had dark shadowy wings that glowed like dark mist dust and debris scattered as Lancer launched Himself and Sheena to the air like a dark bird of death."
"Look here you lot! This, is the steam tank! It will splatter, grind, and pulverize any enemy in its way! Take care of her, and....most of the time...she'll take care of you! We will see our enemies quit the field in droves! Praise Sigmar, it'll be as though Karl Franz and Deathclaw themselves are with you! If that doesn't put some leap in your lederhosen and some ardor in your garters, there's no hope for you!"
"Leonardo! The boiler's gonna blow!" No Emperor, it's just the screams of our enemies" "Well Leonardo, you are an odd fellow, but I must say, you steam a good tank".
For sure, I'm always interested in seeing, reading or ideally hearing Narrated about Warhammer's steam tanks. I think I do prefer this universe's versions if compared to those of other, major fantasy IPs. Which is just another of the many parts (like steam components) of Warhammer that endears this fantasy world as my favourite. Obligatory inclusion to these machines' foundations of the dawi's engineering further endears that hard-as-stone race as my favoured rendition.
Aesthetically, my fondness for the steampunk basis has been maintained ever since my youth, in spite of the evermore exploitative emphasis in modern pop culture. The look of the Empire's steam tanks present Warhammer's Renaissance- and medieval-derivative influences combined with its characteristic gritty, grim sensibilities. Overall, regardless of the fantastical, perhaps satirical aspects these unique models are less goofy and more practically serious in their nonuniform designs.
All of these variations, older and newer alike, make for entertainingly intricate example models as well as ideal platforms for constant battlefield experimentation. As portrayed in Gotrek and Felix's second novel, Skavenslayer, eh, Narrator? Plus, hinted at to a lesser extent of Nuln technology overall in Iron Company, the second book in the Empire Army lineup. Yes, I do appreciate the details on these propelled human vehicles. I'll be eagerly awaiting your continuation with more on them. Thank you very much for this topic driving full speed ahead into this weekend's episode, GDN. Be content and keep well...may the blessings of Sigmar be upon you, too.
It looks very cool. in the warhammer larp that fans do I saw pictures of a full on tank that fans build and used. I wish I could’ve gone to the warhammer larp but it’s in another country.
IT IS THE STEAM TANK!
I (think) I got this joke.
Original Warhammer fantasy story Dark Vengeance
The City defenders Of Verezzo ran for cover shouting as they try to escape the tanks and Canon teams deadly barrage. Outside the city causing the battlements to explode with Earth shattering Force causing debris to scatter like ---falling Stone rain, the behemoth Iron and Steel,
continue to rumble towards the town the ground shook beneath, its wheels the air was thick with puffs of steam Graco Gambino square jaw grin as his golden lion helmet with his signature red and white feather plumes Flutter in the wind, the merchant Lord was happy of the experimental machine at work,
After losing 25 of his men retrieving the steam tank from the Marsh in Bretonnia, 25,000 gold coins Three years with some help from a dwarven mercenary engineer. the steam tank roared to life like thunder, blasting steam from beneath its hall Graco had a theory by half day the people would give up before the vampire awoke from his slumber. If not His men would have enough time to breach the portcullis, he thought with Glee the merchant Prince would drag Lancer von strickett Coffin into the Town, square for the people--- of Verezzo to watch the vampire vaporize into the sun rays.
Amongst the smoke and chaos of the town, Lancers five adopted sons the twins of the group Karnov, the eldest was a skilled warrior in his own right with a strong jaw, and piercing blue eyes and long gold hair like his brother Mikhail. who was Tall and muscular like Karnov, they they both guided what they could of the citizens of Verezzo, down into the basement and Cellers from the artillery bombardment
Crane, the third son of the group
A Nordlander, was mutant with brown robes and thin like ears that hid beneath a thick brown cloth headband. he used a strange healing abilities to help the wounded,within one of the physicians houses, militia mercenaries and citizens like brought their wounded to him like a beacon of light, the house would glow like moonlight healing the people in need.
Boris the fourth son who Von strickett found was A huge big man with short dark hair and a powerful built he was helping his little brother Han's. Getting to Luna to help his little brother who Hart strained for help pushing back the merchant Lord's higher thugs in the late hours of the night, his heart thump like a ground rumbling,Hans shaggy hair dripped with sweat his chest heaved he was struggling to keep up with Boris to the safety of the Manor.as a steam tank cannonball rumbled right pass them into a house window that exploded with shards of glass, the two brothers Grimace with their hands over their faces dodging the Glass debris.
The fifth Son Ulf, Arthur Dine a Norsca and Bretonnia half breed, what Lancer found in Northern Territories Within Norsca, a lone survivor of attack of another tribe of Khorne Norse. lead and help guiding them and clearing the way of the debris for his two brothers Boris and Hans,
His long curly brown hair Flutter behind him like a brown scarf there was a fearless glint in his
Dark eyes lifting broken timber and stone debris with his muscles arms as it was Wooden toys to Ulf as the constant barrage of attacks. continued the towns defenders we're wavering there morale almost broken,
As three brothers got close to the manor, they saw Lancer Emerald eyes glow like lightning bugs beneath his dark Hood his long dark robes bellowed upward pass Luna are what?" they both perceive who was the young Ind woman, was now standing in from The Manor of Arch oakwood doorway. as they got closer they saw that it was not Luna, at all it was Sheena Fell spirit, that Druchii Witch that Hans Boris and Ulf dreaded seeing?" Her Eyes glowed with an otherworldly energy, a dark and amber light that seemed to pierce the very soul. her presence was like cold wind sending shivers down the spines of even the bravest of warriors, Sheena was a follower of Khaine
A being of darkness Yet they cannot look away. they were transfixed by her and there adopted father presence, drawn in by their very Aura of dark malevolence, that surrounded the both of them Lancer too, seem drawn to her he moved closer, his emerald eyes fixed on her and for a moment, it seemed to Three brother's as if the very fabric of reality was about to tear apart.Hens curse beneath his breath he dislike that Druchii Witch, who possesses Luna,
Using her as a prisoner to manipulate their fathers decisions, and then with out warning Sheena spoke her voice like a Sultry alluring call, her arms stretched out to the heavens as the sun beamed on them both. She can hear the call of Khaine calling Sheena encouraging to encourage his nephew Lancer into a crimson battle. he wanted to see more of what his brother morr B*** son could do their was something beautiful how his brother abomination fought, "The time of warriors!" rage is upon us she hissed now reaching for her snake like daggers that glow crimson ruin's on her hip "the time of the dark offering is at hand." As Druchii Witch spoke the Three Brothers notice, notice The whispers of cold mist bursting from their mouths.
the air seemed to grow colder Lancer shadow seem to be deepening and twisting into a Grotesque form, he stood at the center of it all his Emerald split- pupil eyes turning like a crimso his heart beating with deep hunger he grip hold of Sheena. waste he felt his curse dark transformation taking hold his body begin to contour and twists his limbs elongated, into a grotesque in human shape his ears got pointy as long glossy Raven feathers emerge. from his arms bursting forth from his skin and through his dark robe, avian quills ebony spines erupted from his back piercing the air like jagged blackened knives feathers burst from his shoulders a maddening fury of black and purple plumage that seemed to Writhe and twist of its own accord his hands transform into huge bird-like Claws the fingers mingling into razor sharp talons that gleamed with malevolent otherworldly dark light Hans Boris and Ulf faces turn for the disgust in Lancers face. feathers were around his face as his the transformation reached it zenith he let out a deafening shrink that made The Three Brothers reach for their ears the sound was both human and bird yet neither the air filled with stench of death and decay he snarled his dark lips revealing rolls of Sharp teeth Lancer stood now 9 ft tall and hunch monster forged from the depths..Of the unknown, he had dark shadowy wings that glowed like dark mist dust and debris scattered as Lancer launched Himself and Sheena to the air like a dark bird of death."
"Look here you lot!
This, is the steam tank!
It will splatter, grind, and pulverize any enemy in its way! Take care of her, and....most of the time...she'll take care of you! We will see our enemies quit the field in droves! Praise Sigmar, it'll be as though Karl Franz and Deathclaw themselves are with you!
If that doesn't put some leap in your lederhosen and some ardor in your garters, there's no hope for you!"
In warhammer aos steam tanks are easy to produce they even make steam tank divitions
Such timing just while im relistening the slayer series
Is that smoke coming out of that wagon?
Oh no no no no, it's not smoke, it's steam, steam from the steam tank we're fielding. Mmh! Steam tank!
"Leonardo!
The boiler's gonna blow!"
No Emperor, it's just the screams of our enemies"
"Well Leonardo, you are an odd fellow, but I must say, you steam a good tank".
Whoosh...Clank...BOOOOOM.
1st to 1st, 1st to like, 1st to watch
Damn u bro!!! I actually like the questing knight series! Never thought i say that