Dave the Necromancer looked at the ford and beyond the river line. A light mist floated up from the banks. "So, we, the undead, are defending a water source?" "Looks like it, Dave." Bob the Necromancer answered, "All six of us who are alive do need that water." The mist curled round their feet as the two sullen necromancers looked on at the approaching High Elves, it was definitely getting thicker in patches, and forming shapes. "High Elves, quite a lot of them too." "Ve will crush zem," the mist condensed into the form of a tall, pale vampire lord. "GAH!" "SSHHHHIIII..." "WIll you STOP doing that boss!" Bob the Necromancer shook his head. Mort popped over for a game today (I had the day orft), he really enjoyed our last game and wanted another. This time he chose High Elves. The next army down the shelf was my Undead, so that was an easy choice made. My list: D6+1 Vampire Lord D...