KONEVGRAD 2004:
Merry Chaosmas

Thursday 16 December 2004

Twas a few nights before xmas . . .

. . . Konevgrad was all quiet.

Nothing a stir . . .

. . . Not even a riot.

When up from a sewer,
did rise the man-hole cover.

A man with puss and disease
and boils all over.

"Quick my plaguemarines, quicker"
Did the nurgle captain speak.

"Capture their psyker,
Without him the Imperials are weak!"

And so they and the allies of Chaos . . .

. . . slipped onto the street . . .

. . . in the crazy city of Konevgrad,
looking for Imperials to beat.


Little did they know . . .

. . . how many marine legions lay in wait.

They were set up!

Those sentries were just bait!

Outnumbered three to one . . .

. . . It was obvious to all. . .

. . . Nurlge knew the battle could not be won.

Twas time to make for the wall.

With the sounds of flatulence . . .

. . . did two squads living did leave.

We'll be back with even numbers . . .

. . . On next Xmas eve!