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Act II – Shadows of Faith - Mission 1: Shadow of entry

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The Argent Reach drifted lifeless in the graveyard of the Shattered Halo, its secrets stripped bare and its captain silenced. From its fractured logs and hidden ledgers, the truth had begun to emerge—fragmented, obscured, but undeniable. The trail led inward, into Imperial space, toward systems watched and recorded by machines that forgot nothing and forgave even less. If the Shadowspire entered openly, it would be marked, tracked, and hunted within hours. So the decision was made. They would not enter as intruders. They would enter as ghosts. The Outer Listening Post hung in the void like a patient sentinel—an unremarkable structure of grey plating and antenna spires, its cogitators endlessly cataloguing the movement of ships along the fringe. It was not heavily armed. It did not need to be. Its weapon was knowledge. And that made it dangerous. “We get in, we alter the logs, we leave,” Jalen Varr said as the boarding craft cut its engines and drifted toward the station’s maintenan...
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Act 1: The Ashes of T'ros'ka - Mission 4: Boarding the Argent Reach

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The Shadowspire drifted through the shattered graveyard of the Shattered Halo like a hunting spirit, its hull gliding silently between the broken carcasses of ancient ships. Ahead, partially obscured by drifting wreckage and flickering auspex ghosts, hung the Argent Reach . Its engines burned low, its shields strained, its silhouette tense with readiness. They knew they were coming. There would be no ambush. Only speed, precision—and violence. The boarding craft slammed into the landing bay with a bone-rattling impact, clamps locking tight as cutting charges blew the hatch inward. Smoke and sparks burst into the chamber, and the joint Tau–Aeldari force surged through the breach into immediate resistance. Mercenary troopers were already entrenched, rifles barking as they opened fire into the chokepoint. A heavy gunner anchored the defence behind a cargo hauler, his weapon roaring with relentless force, rounds hammering into the advancing line and forcing the attackers to ground. ...
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Campaign: The child of whispering stars Part 4:

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  The Shadowspire tore free of Kharos IX’s atmosphere in near silence, slipping past the jungle canopy and into the void above before the mercenary garrison could fully regroup. Inside, the ship’s halls were no longer calm. The cost of the mission lingered in every corridor—Varr carried to the med-bay under his own protest, Veyron silent and bloodstained, and Captain Voss pale but unbowed, his mind still raw from the psychic strain he had endured. But they had something they had not had before. Data. Kai Sho’var’s recovery of the relay core proved decisive. Once decrypted, the stolen packets revealed a web of layered contracts, routing chains, and false identities—typical of a Rogue Trader who preferred distance from consequences. At the centre of it all was one name: Arcturus Vale — Captain of the voidship Argent Reach . But Vale was not the source. He was the broker. The data showed staggered payments, encrypted authorisations, and contract instructions passed through Va...
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Act 1: The Ashes of T'ros'ka - Mission 3: Ghosts in the Canopy

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The jungles of Kharos IX swallowed sound.   From above, the canopy was an unbroken ocean of green, but beneath it lay a suffocating maze of tangled roots, hanging vines, and stagnant pools that reflected nothing but shadow. The Shadowspire did not land—it simply hovered , silent and predatory, before releasing its strike team into the suffocating depths below.  The crews sneak towards the bunker in the jungle They descended without a word. Grav-lines whispered as Aeldari Corsairs drifted between branches, while Tau Pathfinders moved with disciplined precision down rope lines and natural clearings. The jungle seemed to recoil from them, as if aware of their intrusion. At the centre of it all, half-consumed by creeping vegetation, stood the smuggler relay outpost—its antennae jutting through the canopy like broken spears. Voss raised a hand and the attack began. Shuriken fire sliced through the air in near silence, followed by the sharp crack of pulse rifles. The outer g...
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Campaign: The Child of Whispering Stars. Part 3

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  The interrogation chamber aboard the Shadowspire was quiet in a way that only Aeldari vessels could manage. There were no clanking bulkheads or humming lumen strips, no mechanical rhythms to ground the senses—only the soft psychic resonance of wraithbone walls, alive with ancient memory. Pale light curved along the chamber’s organic surfaces, flowing rather than shining, and it reflected faintly from the restraints that held Captain Durgan Grimskael upright within a sculpted arc of living material. The squat mercenary glared through one swollen eye. His armour had been stripped away, leaving him in scorched underlayers stained dark with blood. Even bound, he looked immovable—like a chunk of iron torn from a mountain and hammered into the shape of a man. There was nothing fragile about him, not even now. Captain Voss entered without a sound, as though he had always been part of the chamber and had simply chosen to reveal himself. “You killed farmers,” he said, his voice quiet...
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Act 1: The Ashes of T'ros'ka - Mission 2: Echoes in the void

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Mission 2: Echoes in the Void The ruined relay station rose from the ash-choked plains like a broken fang, its vox-spire split and half-collapsed, cables swaying in the ion wind. Once it had carried astropathic whispers and merchant signals across the sector; now it pulsed with stolen energy, its remaining transmitters blinking in stubborn defiance. Auspex ghosts danced across Jalen Varr’s display as the joint crew of Tau Pathfinders and Aeldari Corsairs crouched among the blasted hab-blocks overlooking the site. Pathfinders advance under fire Captain Voss of the Corsairs adjusted his helm and watched the squat silhouettes move below—abhuman mercenaries in heavy armour, disciplined, deliberate. Varr whispered to the mixed crew “ We strike cleanly. Retrieve the data. Withdraw. The Greater Good is served by precision, not pride .” Voss gave a thin smile beneath his helm. And with that, they fell upon the relay station. The joint Tau-Aeldari crew struck like lightning from a cloudles...
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Review: Temu Grimdark Sci Fi Miniatures

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Now that we're starting off the Stargrave campaign it's an excuse to buy a bunch of new miniatures and terrain to fit a grimdark futuristic universe rather than Western Europe in the 1940's which has been the focus of all of my hobby efforts for the last 4 years! I need a bunch of cronies for us to fight throughout the campaign bu the 40K kits and prices are just so hard to justify. I was recently impressed by the quality of terrain I got from Temu ( check out my review here ) and so I thought to look again and see if there's anything out there with a 40K theme.  Well wouldn't you know that Temu is absolutely crawling with not only 40K adjacent terrain but 3D prints of actual miniatures that are heavily 'inspired' by existing GW kits. The prices are phenomenal and the pictures looked good enough so I took the plunge and ordered a squad with my terrain.    In the grim dark of the future there is only cataclysmic warzones. The squad I purchased were listed as ...
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