Trials of a Casual Wargamer Short Stories

 Arkhan grabbed his back pack and made sure he had everything he needed and that Sgt Helius has told him and Luvall. Spare power pack bandolier, field dressings, ration bars, knife etc. He checked his pouches and armour and was satisfied. Arkhan looked around  his squad, second squad of Marauder platoon were all checking and re checking bits of armour, straps and pockets. Their khaki green and black Camouflage armour looked very menacing, Arkhan hoped he to looked reasonably menacing as well. Some of his squad were applying war paint. Red lines along their cheeks. 2 lines for second squad.  A tall blond haired ranger walked over to Arkhan. "You ready Ranger? “ he asked, he was called Elias Adrernarn but everyone called him Eli. " I think so everything secured and within easy reach" Eli nodded, he tugged a few straps on Arkhans to double check. "Good. No fighting any big guys in this battle OK? That's not how we work, team work makes the dream work OK? “ Arkhan l...

  Arkhan had a restless nights sleep. Dreams of Captain Vanden falling and Orks swarming over walls and defences. Plus nerves about the next chapter on his life. At least Dax was with him  Arkhan thought, the ward was quiet as it was super early in the morning. A few orderlies were moving around quietly. Arkhan looked around and saw a pile of clothes on the table next to his bed. He didn't recognise them and assumed his clothes had been destroyed beyond repair. He climbed out of bed and got dressed. Green combat trousers, a black t shirt and  boots. Arkhan suddenly stopped and looked at his cybernetic arm. He hadn't thought about it at all, how quick had his body got used to the arm? He was amazed, his body still felt a bit weak but he stood up. No dizziness which made Arkhan happy. An orderly noticed he was up and brought over some hot caffeine drink. He thanked the man, sipped it and it felt glorious. He hoped Dax would be early so they could head off. Arkhan sat back...