The forces of Tzeentch battle for tournament honor at Vendetta Games, looking for a way to the Warzone Atlanta tournament. Will they win the day?
Here we are again with another Tournament Recap. This go around we ventured far afield to Dalhonega, GA and the humble trappings of Vendetta Games. One difference in this event was the goal was not simply to do well, but a literal Golden Ticket. That ticket was to the sold-out Warzone Atlanta. As such, we chose to bring the toughest list we could find.
You may recognize this list from our recent tournaments, as it took 1st place in both Open Fire! and The Invasion of Khybros. We knew it would be a hard list to beat and that’s exactly what we needed to achieve our goal.
Tournament Round 1, Chaos Abound
Diving right into things, our first round pairing saw Magnus against his brother Primarch Mortarion. He brought with him a Daemon Prince, Typhus, a number of Plague Marine squads, and several Sorcerers with jet packs. The mission contained modified Progressive Objectives as Primary, % Kill Points as Secondary, and Tertiary (Slay the Warlord, Linebreaker, First Blood). We rolled randomly for our deployment types.
With a force of Toughness 5 and Disgusting Resilience across the board, this would normally bode ill except the primary mode of damage among the army we brought is excessive use of Smite. Twenty one spells across the army brought to shred anything in range with mortal wounds, regardless of toughness or defenses.
My opponent went first, pushing hard with Morty and a pair of his Chaos Sorcerers. His intent was to strike first but he failed to respect Tzeentch’s mastery of the Warp. With little damage dealt my return Psychic Phase brought low the Lord of the Grave. From there, with flickering fire and cackling madness did the minions and masters of Change rise triumphant.
Victory, 33-1
Tournament Round 2, a Light in the Darkness

Yet again my opponent went first, and this time around it hurt a lot more. His opening gambit did not majorly damage any of my units, but he was able to position such that my first turns would be difficult because of the Cullexus. It didn’t help matters that I made a tactical error in not keeping both of my greater daemons together as they launched forward. My intent was to strike from multiple angles, but instead I gave him a choice of targets to focus on. Even with a 3+ Invulnerable Save, rerolling 1s, Magnus could not weather the storm of fire. The following turn, the Super-chicken died in a similar fashion.
Eventually, by the end of turn 7 the minions of Tzeentch finally fell. This game humbled me in that I was able to see that the list was not invincible, and that tactics did play a part. I took that to heart and prepared to finish the tournament.
Loss, 3-33
Tournament Round 3, Flame Begets Flame

He went first, and despite the distance, Angrath hurled himself into the outermost ranks of Brimstones with ease. Unfortunately, that was all according to plan as the massive daemon’s attacks only killed five of the cackling sprites. My turn saw those remaining Horrors step away and the entire army scream into the mind of the Greater Daemon. In the end it still took Magnus swinging in with his staff to finish the beast. From there, it was a series of grinding turns before the raving berserkers fell.
Win, 33-0
Tournament Results/Conclusions: WHAT DID IT ALL MEAN??!?

The event was great overall, with an inviting venue, challenging missions, and an all around energetic crowd. I failed to obtain my Golden Ticket, but I was able to drive this nasty list and face off against three vastly different foes. Shortly before the writing of this Recap, my position on the Warzone, Atalanta wait list came up, so I’ll be there in November after all. You all can be sure there will be a ton of coverage from that event.
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