Necrons Selfbuild Overlord with Lore

Here he is, my favourit Overlord, the last painted Necron Charactermodel I had to upload, only painted Infantry and Tanks left.
I thought that the 'Tachyonenpfeil" which I cannot properly translate, I guess something like "Tachions Arrow" which looks like this wh40k-de.lexicanum.com/mediawi… (picture by lexicanum) is a bit tiny to be one of the strongest weapon in the game, since it´s just the size of a watch and is able to shoot through mountains. I was like "yeah sure" when I read that, I wanted something that looks more impressive, so I build 2 armcannons that are more capable of doing that.

Moreover these have the energy to protect him from enemy attacks with generating a force field and can be used as armblades to slice through his enemys, if they don´t kill themselves while the Braincontroldrones try to take over their minds.

Some people even say he can use  these as wings and fly away (I never thought about that before someone else said that). At least I have to agree that these are pretty big, and it wasn´t planned to become that big. These weapons are both bigger than the wielder. The only explanation there is for him to be able to use them is that he is a Necron, his body is living metal.

I think this dude just looks Overpowered like he was as an HQ choice in the last Codex, I don´t know about the recent Codex though, need to read it more intensively.


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Modelparts by Games Workshop
Painted by me


                                

              His Lore written by me:

(changelog: 22.2.2015:    I tried to get it easier to read, but it isn´t that easy to sort the text, since the lines are that long on Deviantart.)
(                  13.3.2015:     tried it again)
(                 17.6.2015:    Improved grammar)
 
(note: In my Lore he is also using a shadow mantle from the old Codex and 2 gauss Blaster that you can see within the Armcannons,
            the smaller size is compensated with the energy overload when he cooles the weapons from being fired as "Tachyonenarrow" )

"Scriptor Magister Daniel, what happened down there, where Is Chapter Master Tristan?" asked a Chaplain of the Angels of Purgatory
"We will have to talk about that later for now we have to evacuate immediately!" Daniel shouted "Orks aren´t the only enemy on this planet, brother".
The Chaplain ensured that he had his Skull like helmet on, while he didn´t notice what was happening around him.
He feared that others could notice his shock about the meaning of this message, he wasn´t long in this position but he was the one that had to give his battlebrothers courage to fight,
it would be bad if someone would notice that his body is trembling.
Only after a seargent asked him to get ready for departure he moved to his seat.
 
Within the Thunderhawk he heared Scriptor Magister Daniel´s voice in the com
"We have no choice but to abandone this planet the Waaagh Geznik is doomed anyways, we didn´t know that this is a Tomb world, the Necrons are awaking,
but we cannot destroy them before it is too late the Orcs are in our way, not being aware of the danger. We have to return with reinforcements to destroy them when the Orcs are already dead."
"Which reinforcement? we sent nearly the whole Chapter to get the relic from Geznik back, four of our remaining six Kompanies are here and no other Space Marine Chapter is near this system."
the chaplain wispered to himself not trusting his own voice.
There was just silence in the com for a moment, the Space Marines that lissened to Scriptor Magister Daniel where unsecure what they are supposed to do,
if they would come back and why Chapter Master Tristan wasn´t speaking. The Chaplain knew that it was his time to speak, that they would come back
and get the artifact that was found from the ancient war, but lost to these Orcs, becouse they overran their Homeworld, raided their HQ while most of them were away.

He had to tell them that they would revenge the loss of their Homeworld and burn these Xenos, but he knew that it wasn´t possible.
They had no way to do that anymore, the Orcs would be killed by the Necrons, if Daniel said so it had to be true, but if the Necrons were able to do that,
this has to mean that they are a bigger thread, he only read about them in the old Library, which didn´t even exists anymore, since the Orcs destroyed their Homeworld.

The Necron were a very old race of Xenos. Nobody knows for sure where they came from, it is only known that there are so called Tombworlds where they sleep,
inactive until someone 'makes too much noise', how they got there or why they sleep is something nobody knows.
That they are nearly indestructible since they dematerialize when they are damaged, to get repaired within their Tomb-basees is one of the small things that were discovered.
It was said that they were the Nemesis of the Eldar and some think they are even older than these Xenos, but one thing is for sure, they are no ordinary Enemy.
The Eldar warned them for this to happen, but they don´t trust Xenos and so the warnings were ignored.
"Where is Chapter Master Tristan?" finnally somebody broke the silence "where are we heading?" somebody else spoke to forget about the fear the first question was causing him,
it was too late that the chaplain noticed that it was his own voice.
"We are heading to the Nerios system to repair our gear there, from there we will communicate for reinforcements to get rid of this new thread" Scriptor Magister Daniel answered.
"But what about Chapter Mast..." someone was intterupted "Know your place Severin" the Chaplain scolted.
'Yes' he thought, he had to keep control about himself and don´t loose the respect of his battlebrothers, but the only thing that he caused was confusion in the ranks of the Angels of Purgatory,
they noticed that his voice was trembling, that he wasn´t fearless at the moment, even though Space Marines shall know no fear and Chaplains are the symbol of this believe.
The chaplain noticed the different aura within his thunderhawk, he noticed thay they noticed. He began to doubt about himself, he was just a chaplain for 2 years,
since their Homeworld was destroyed and they were short in chaplains, so they had to recruit from those who weren´t ideal for the job.
He wasn´t ideal for the job and in the same moment he knew that doubt is the first step into one´s demise.
Scriptor Magister Daniel noticed that the chaplain was in bad mental state and that he had to do something to retain morale to fight, but moreover he had to tell them the truth somewhen,
before they understand it becouse of the chaplains admiration to Chapter Master Tristan. If he had known that this would happen, he wouldn´t had tried to help his friend,
but was he himself ready to accept the truth? He had to lie to them, they would fall into panic, if he would tell them the truth.

"I will take the commando until we reach our destination, there we will elect the new Chapter Ma.." he was interrupted by the chaos of voices that spoke into the com,
first they lost their homeworld, than their revenge and now their Chapter Master what could possibly be worse? They had no idea. "SILENCE... , we will hear what happened"
stopped the Chaplain the voices, his own voice going off at the end.




"We were fighing our way through the masses of Orcs, wanting to reach Geznik. Chapter Master Tristan at the front,
flanked by his Honourgoard together with me and the new Master Apothecarius Virion"

everybody knew the real Master Apothecarius died on their Homeworld trying to defend it

"when suddently many Orks dissappeared from our vision, after a while we saw that a huge hole was opened near us,
no,
more a ramp than a hole, gigantic in it´s size and what came through were the silent legions of marshing Necrons,
killing every Ork that happened to roll down the ramp, or more like breaking their bodies into molecular layers
and attrac these molecules back to the weapon at incredible speed, like a army of deadly hoovers,
getting the dust away from this planet. However these weren´t the only weapons that they used,
it seemed that way heavier lasers, which´s origin we didn´t know, were targetting the heavier Orc vehicles and cutting through them like butter.

As soon as Chapter Master Tristan noticed that, he ordered everyone to retreat, we had no time for explaination back then,
we didn´t know exactly where the Necrons attacked, but we knew that they did it simultaniously at several different location.
 
The Problem we encountered was the Overlord. First we were able to get some distance between us and the main core of the Orc army
and to our luck it seemed that the Necrons targeted the Orcs first, as if they would hate them more than us.
We noticed fast that the morale of the Orcs broke, it seemed that either they were slain in hordes or Geznik died.
It didn´t take long until we realized it was both, they seemed to know how to fight against Orcs even though they slept for longer than we can remember,
us never noticing that they were here for an eternity.
 
It didn´t take long after the Orc moral broke that the first Night Scythe flew above us
and teleported over long range ten Necrons that were even bigger than Space Marines equipped with long Blades and Shields that created strong forcefields,
comparable to our Stormshields, the Honorguard engaged them toghether with Chapter Master Tristan,
while I created a Psionic barrier that kept the Orcs from our fight away,
but then I saw a shadow appearing behind Tristan and I screamed into the Com 'behind you Tristan!',
my barrier broke while I wasn´t concentrating anymore, but only becouse of the Master Apothecarius Virion,
that trow himself against Tristan to get him out of the way, Tristan could dodge the Laser that cut through Virion and a Honourguardsmen instead.
The Laser that killed Virion came right from the shadow that entered my Psionic barrier as if it weren´t existing.
 
The shadow was now a Necron as big as the others that were fighting the left 9 Honorguardsmen,
but every aspect of him told you that he was the commander of this Tombworld, he had a sort of golden crown on his head
and a mantle that looked like it´s burning within red shadows. He wielded two giant blades, that were even bigger than himself,
from his right handed Blade just came the deadly Laser, while he held his left Arm up as a shield to block the fire of a stormcannon from a Terminator that started firing at him,
since the light that the Laser emitted caused everyone near to target him, if he wasn´t otherwise in close combat.

We all wanted to protect our beloved Chapter Master Tristan. Even the Orks started to run at the Overlord wanting to get this weapons from his dead body,
but he slowly turned and shoot a rain of lesser gauss lightnings into the storming Orcs. Even these seemed to be stronger than normal Gauss weapons,
since using them a short time gave him enough time to reposition himself so he could duel Tristan.
The next moment the Chapter Champion jumped in front of the Overlord and began to duel him instead,
while Tristan, me and the rest of the Honorguard had to fight not only the remaining shield wielding Necrons,
but another group of ten Necrons with big Warscythes that fought in perfect harmony with the remaining five same looking Necrons.

We had luck that they didn´t arrive at the same time, but now it was a big chaos, we weren´t just fighting each other,
but also fighting the remaining Orcs that run at us at the same time. I felt how the Aura of the Chapter Chapion disappeared.
I felt from the beginning of their duel that the Champion Eduran had no chance against the Overlord.
The only things left alive were the Oldest of the honourguard and a former Captain, which joined the Honourguard,
since there weren´t enough Space marines of his company left to make it a wise decision remaining being one.
The former Captain run in a straight line to the Overlord to engage him, but that was the last mistake he would ever make.
 
The Overlord just used the weapon that was installed in his left arm to shoot another of these diabolic lasers to kill him instantly.
While Tristan saw one of his closest friends dieing he was distracted and in that time the Overlord took his head with his oversized blades.
It was too late for me to do anything and the rest of us, the eldest of the honourguard, who carried the Chapterbanner
and the last Terminators that weren´t fighting right beside us but keeping most of the Orcs away, were forced to get back to our Thunderhawks.
At the end just I could survive the escape from the Necrons with the help of my Psionic-Forcefield."



'Of course I couldn´t tell them the truth, that I wanted to help Tristan while he was fighting with the Overlord,
with melting the Overlord with my Psionic fire. I thought after the former Captain died,
that even my friend the Chapter Master Tristan could not beat him alone.
As I concentrated to call a projection of the Purgatory fire, the Overlord just looked for a short time at me
and some seconds later I had the unbelievable will to shoot the melting shot at my beloved friend, but I could surpress that,
the thing that went wrong was, that I stopped concentrating on the powers of warp for a small amount of time,
but that was enough to make me call a catasthrophe.

 I called the Purgatory flames themselve on this planet and everything that was in my reach just melted,
the only thing I could see before I lost my consciousness for the time of my summoning, was that the Overlord turned himself into a shadow again and disappeared,
so he wouldn´t be consumed like everything else by the flames, like my beloved friend.....
I was just able to escape, becouse for a moment the Overlord, which stood far away on a hill, watching over the battlefield,
or more the lavapool that the purgatory flames caused, seemed to give the order not to come near me.
I believe he thought that I could do that again, but I don´t know yet why it was that strong, why I survived that.' Scriptor Magister Daniel was thinking.




The Tunderhawks reached their respective ships in the orbit while everyone was in silence, it was a feeling like being in space coffins,
nobody talked, and the four ships of the fleet that were still able to jump readied themselves to leave the evacuated hulls of the ships behind,
that took too much damage fighting the Waaagh, to follow them.
The Chaplain headed together with the Scriptor Magister to the Sacturary of the ship  'Emperiors Breath', key element of fleet,
to wish farewell to all those battlebrothers who died fullfilling their duty.

The the remaining ships of the fleet were able to jump into the warp to get through distances that normally weren´t possible to fly through,
but just protected with the small Gellerfield from the deamons that life within the warp. While the journey through the warp Daniel became a headache.

"next time try to think about why you don´t even frown about killing your own friend and Chapter Master. Did you know where you got all that power from?
 I helped you! Now you have to help me!" and an evil lough were the last things Scriptor Magister Daniel heared in his mind before his head exploded,
 causing a psionic wave that deactivated the already from the war against the Orcs damaged Gellerfield-system and opened a portal which let the demons from the Warp come into the ship.
 Moreover the Tzzench demon spoke:

"let´s have a feast, nothing will stop us now!!!"