First Blood.

I've nearly finished painting my initial 500 point force (well a bit over actually) and pictures will be up soon. I've finished work for a few days over christmas so my first game with the Lycerians is drawing near and on the 27th of december they will march to war against a space marine army of similar proportions, I will of course give an update (with pictures) afterwards but for now I will leave you with the two army lists and a taste of the battle to come. History will be written by the victor, so not only the lycerian's lives but their reputation as loyal servants to the emperor is on the line.

Lycerian 133rd

HQ

Company command squad
Vox caster
2x Plasma Guns
Medic


TROOPS

1st Platoon

Platoon Command squad

Power Sword
Bolt Pistol
Vox Caster
Platoon Standard
Flamer
Meltagun


Infantry Squad 1
Vox
Grenade Launcher

Infantry Squad 2
Vox
Flamer

Veteran Squad
Vox
2x Meltaguns
1x Flamer
Grenadiers

Chimera "old lupus"
Heavy stubber
Multilaser
heavy bolter



The Astartes Renegades (in my oppinion atleast)

HQ

Chaplain

Troops
5 man Tactical squad
Powerfist
meltabombs

5 man Scout squad
Power sword

Elites - (I know, audacity)
Dreadnaught
extra armour

Razorback
Lascannon

So thats the forces, here's the background;

The Lycerian 133rd were called to the planet of Hallow in response to the uprising of the people there, eventually progressing to the planet declaring itself a free state. With the fate of their homeworld still fresh in their minds and the inquisition keeping close watch on the regiment, they were desperate to prove their loyalty. Colonel Ammidae dispatched his forces without hesitation and the 133rd soon found themselves hard pressed to secure a beachhead. The first company found themselves in the thickest of the short range firefighting with the unexpected foe of the Astartes of the mail hammer chapter.
Attempts had been made to make contact the marines but all had been answered by bursts of bolter fire. Convinced the astartes had turned renegade Colonel Ammidae had authorised his regiment to engage....

  Another three bolts hit straight above his head and exploded, tearing gauges into the wall behind him. Jackson watched as the marines moved faster than he thought possible with all that power armour encasing them, darting from cover to cover, stemming the night wolves' advance with precise bursts of bolter fire. He watched from his cover as Kurtis' squad was blown to bloody ribbons by the traitors, Jackson Rhys Bellis had been a sergeant in the days of the Lycerian 5th but now he was a lieutenant in the 133rd and with his veteran platoon he had laid snare mines along the path the marines were now treading, he watched carefully as the first one stepped past the trip wire, then as the seconds' armoured boot came into contact with it. "Now!" he yelled to his men, who as one, stood up from their cover and fired their weapons at the renegades, engulfing them in precise las fire and plasma bolts as the snare mines tripped and blew two of the enemy apart. The marines returned fire, cutting down Jackson's squad to three men and himself, but the plasma blasts tore through the last astartes before any more loyalists could die.
Turning to the east he saw captain Rowley torn apart by a space marine chaplain, his command squad butchered to a man. Turning to his men, he ordered a message to be sent to all survivors to rally around them. They would wrest this beach head from the Heretics with the only currency left available to them, good honest human blood....

Will let you know how the battle goes.

Thought for the day; Idleness begets doubt, doubt begets heresy. Know thy place and sing praise to him on earth.

Lycerian High Command