Blaze saw both brother and sister together again as he looked at Ubba. "What would it be, Sir?" he asked with a grin on his face, his white teeth slightly showing. "Perhaps whatever you have here?" he asked as he stood there constantly cleaning. His OCD kept him busy as he couldn't stop cleaning cups and the counter. It all looked nice and clean. Mathius chose the right bartender for the job.
Ubba Greystorm wrote:
"If it be the will of the Allfather, Ami" he said resting his massive hand on her shoulder. The nearly 8-foot-tall Astartes calling the 5'4" Sororitas would be amusing to those who didn't know.
Some homebrew tabletop shenanigans for Battlegroup Arpat Ensues.
This datasheet represents the Arpat Infantry Squad, standard battleline units under the Lord General's command. These soldiers are defined by their superior gear, cadian pattern armor with a segmentum ultima pattern flair, and a focus on punching up and tactical flexibility through the use of their sergeant and expendable FPV skull-drones.

Datasheet: Arpat Infantry Squad
Keywords: Infantry, Battleline, Regiment, Arpat Battlegroup Unit Composition: 1 Sergeant, 4 Arpat Guardsmen, 2 Deployable FPV Servo-skulls (5(+2) models total)
Arpat Guardsman: M6" | T4 | SV4+ | W1 | LD7+ | OC2
Arpat Sergeant: M6" | T4 | SV4+ | W1 | LD7+ | OC2
2x FPV Servo-Skulls: M12" | T3 | SV6+ | W1 | OC1 [FLY, STEALTH, EXPENDABLE]
The Arsenal
6x Arpat Pattern Plasma-Guns: Range 18" | A2 | BS4+ | S8 | AP-3 | D2
Note: No "Hazardous" or self-destruct—highly stable, assault-range power.
1x Sergeant’s Bolter: Range 24" | A2 | BS3+ | S4 | AP0 | D1
Abilities
1. Ultima Pattern Armor (Passive - Human Models)
The squad’s heavy armor and integrated HUDs provide superior protection.
Effect: Human models have Toughness 4 against all Ranged Attacks.
2. Vindicator Tracers (Active - Sergeant)
The Sergeant designates a target for the squad’s heavy fire.
Effect: After the Sergeant shoots, pick one target unit. For the rest of the phase, the Arpat squad gets +1 to Hit and +1 to Wound against that target. The target also loses Stealth and Benefit of Cover.
3. FPV Servo-Skulls
Passives
Hard to Track: Attacks against a Servo-Skull always fail on an unmodified Hit roll of 1-3, regardless of Ballistic Skill.
Stealth: Subtract 1 from Hit rolls made against this model.
The Slingshot (Deployment)
At the start of your Movement Phase:
Launch: Deploy 1 Servo-Skull anywhere within 6" of the squad.
Active Flight: The servo-skull becomes an added model to the squad, immediately make a 12" Normal Move or an Advance. They are eligible to Charge in the same turn.
Targeting Augmentation (Utility Mode)
The drone hovers over the fray to provide real-time weak-point data.
Effect: Select an enemy within 12" of a Skull. The Arpat squad gains [LETHAL HITS] against that target for the phase.
Objective Control: While in this mode, the Servo-Skull gains OC 1.
Recharge: After use, the drone has a 1-turn cooldown before it can use Targeting Augmentation again, it retains objective control
Kinetic Impact (Attack Mode)
The drone charges in for a terminal strike.
Effect: On a successful Charge, the drone is expended (destroyed).Damage: Deal D3 Mortal Wounds to the target. If the target is a VEHICLE or MONSTER, deal 3 flat Mortal Wounds.
Ukrained: The survivor is -1 to Hit until your next turn.
Some narrative flavor to define how they play out
The canyon floor was a funnel of jagged obsidian and rising heat. Deep within the shadows of the ravine, a column of hormagaunts were led on by a warrior which clattered forward, confident in their sheer mass and the carnifex that followed, preparing to siege an imperial fort. They had no idea the trap had already been sprung.
High on the obsidian shelf, five figures remained motionless, croched down against the rock so their heavy blue plate didn't give away their positions. The Sergeant didn't signal with a hand; the command was sent via a silent burst of data. With a deafening rhythmic pulse, the Tracer Bolter expended the Emperor's fury. The bright red tracer rounds streaked across the dark canyon, slamming into the leading Tyranid Warrior. They didn't kill the beast, but they shattered upon its thoracic plate, bathing the synapse-creature in pyrescent crimson flares.
"Launch protocols engaged."
Two Servo-Skulls modified to carry krak grenade charges shrieked into the air. They dived into the ravine, their Wraith-Signatures and speed making them ghosts to the swarming hive-mind. The hormagaunts lashed out with scything talons, but the drones moved with such erratic, twitchy velocity that the aliens' strikes found only empty air.
One drone banked sharply, hovering at an unreachable edifice upon the flank of the scuttling mass. It initiated its Targeting Augmentation sweep. Immediately, the squad’s targeting visors were flooded with binharic command translated into devastating ballistic formulae that the squad had been drilled on like clockwork. Through the thick, chitinous carapaces of the swarm, the drone’s sensors highlighted the pulsing nerve clusters and the thin, unarmored joints where the limbs met the torso.
The four guardsmen rose as one. The whip-crack of Arpat Pattern Plasma guns echoed through the canyon like a thunderclap. Blue-white bolts of immolating matter didn't just hit the swarm; it dismantled it. Guided by the drone's data, the plasma fire threaded through the crowded ranks, vaporizing the Warrior's synaptic core in a single, surgical volley. Deprived of their leader, the hormagaunts fell into a mindless frenzy, but the logic of the machine ensured that every shot found a vital artery or a nerve center.
The Carnifex roared, a sound like grinding stone, and lunged toward the canyon wall to climb toward its attackers. But the second drone was already in its terminal dive. It didn't aim for the beast's armored head; it plummeted straight into the soft, pulsing sensory chimneys on its back. The Kinetic Impact was a sharp, localized detonation that sent a massive concussive shockwave through the creature's nervous system. The Carnifex didn't die, but it collapsed, its massive limbs twitching, its bioluminescent eyes flickering as it was left rattled and helpless in the obsidian dust. The other Servo-skull whirred in to finish the job.
As the heavy armored boots of the squad turned to move to the next vantage point, they left behind a ravine filled only with cooling bio-matter and the fading hum of plasma. The once coordinate tyranid assault now reduced to little more than a horde of mindless beasts.
Blaze kept cleaning something while he watched the denizens from afar while trying to keep to his business. "What a slow night..." he said quietly to himself while he sat down finally to give some rest to his feet.
Blaze wrote:
Blaze saw both brother and sister together again as he looked at Ubba. "What would it be, Sir?" he asked with a grin on his face, his white teeth slightly showing. "Perhaps whatever you have here?" he asked as he stood there constantly cleaning. His OCD kept him busy as he couldn't stop cleaning cups and the counter. It all looked nice and clean. Mathius chose the right bartender for the job.
"Fenrisian Ale, please. Mathius managed to get some"
He brought Aleksandr and his personal guard out each a plate of chicken cutlets coveted with a white wine, mushroom, and parmesean cream sauce with pasta.
He brought the same over to Ami and Ubba.
"Blaze, your portion is in the kitchen. Break time"
He brought the same over to Ami and Ubba.
"Blaze, your portion is in the kitchen. Break time"
" Now this is what I am talking about Mathius ! "
Aleksandr was overjoyed at the feast and his guards muttered to one another, offering a salute to Mathius.
" I hope the knives were up to your standards "
He added taking a seat and digging in with knife and fork.
Aleksandr was overjoyed at the feast and his guards muttered to one another, offering a salute to Mathius.
" I hope the knives were up to your standards "
He added taking a seat and digging in with knife and fork.
Ubba Greystorm wrote:
Blaze wrote:
Blaze saw both brother and sister together again as he looked at Ubba. "What would it be, Sir?" he asked with a grin on his face, his white teeth slightly showing. "Perhaps whatever you have here?" he asked as he stood there constantly cleaning. His OCD kept him busy as he couldn't stop cleaning cups and the counter. It all looked nice and clean. Mathius chose the right bartender for the job.
"Fenrisian Ale, please. Mathius managed to get some"
Ami sat next to Ubba as she slowly enjoyed her meal. "Thank you, Mathius..." she politely said as she looked at Ubba with a slight smile on her face. For her it was great to be back around Ubba.
Thor the Malinois wrote:
Jeff the Land Shark wrote:
Maomao, the FloraLamia wrote:
Maomao looked at Blaze as she was waiting for Thor.
"Can I have an apple cider?" she asked.
The FloraLamia even noticed the little land shark.
"And you?"
"Can I have an apple cider?" she asked.
The FloraLamia even noticed the little land shark.
"And you?"
"Mrrraaarr." [introducing himself as Jeff the Land Shark]
Thor the Malinois wrote:
Thor brought the ball back to Maomao so he could demonstrate "fetch" to Jeff. He used his paw to push down on Jeff's hind end to make him sit.
"Mrrrf!" Jeff seemed slightly disgruntled by Thor getting him to sit, as he was somewhat familiar already with the concept of fetch. But wanting to make a good impression, Jeff nodded and reluctantly sat.
Thor barked wanting her to throw the ball again
Maomao smiled upon seeing the little land shark and, noticing Thor would like to have the ball being thrown, she threw the ball.
"Fetch!"
He took off after the ball
Blaze came back after eating as he stood there again waiting on the denizens wanting something from the bar. He had already gave Ubba his ale. Maybe Ami wanted something? "Would you like more coffee?" he asked Ami as he stood there waiting for her to respond.
Ami thought for a moment as she asked for some recaf instead. She noticed Blaze was confused and she had to explain. "It's like coffee," she said as she knew what could come in it.
"One recaf coming up?" he said as he gave her a cup of it. It did seem similar, but he knew it was also different as well. He watched her grab it and start to drink some of it. "Want more, Ubba? Or maybe...recaf?" he asked as he was sure that Ubba would pick his ale instead.
Maomao glanced after Thor as the dog ran after the ball, taking a sip from her drink.
He watched Maomao sitting there enjoying playing with Thor as he started to clean again out of boredom. "Wish there was more patrons needing drinks," he said to himself as he looked around for a bit.
Then a young woman wearing a dark-green saree and lighter green headscarf entered the bar. She also had a quiver of arrows and a longbow with her.
"Hello. Can I have a refreshing orange juice?"
"Hello. Can I have a refreshing orange juice?"
Petra Rasheed wrote:
Then a young woman wearing a dark-green saree and lighter green headscarf entered the bar. She also had a quiver of arrows and a longbow with her.
"Hello. Can I have a refreshing orange juice?"
"Hello. Can I have a refreshing orange juice?"
"Thank you." Petra grabbed the orange juice and sat down to a table. She then looked around at the bar.
"You're welcome. Enjoy the drink," he said as he sat down for a few moments. He was somewhat hungry but was going to wait on Mathius to make something.
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