Realmgore Ritualists curse both the enemies of Khorne and the land itself. These bloody-handed mystagogues lay blasphemous hexes upon the foe to sap their strength, and carve bleeding runes into the very earth, invoking gorey miracles and auras of rage that drive their allies to commit relentless acts of sacred violence.
The Bloodletters form the core of the vast legions of the Lord of Battle. Believed to have been foremost amongst the Blood God's followers in mortal life, their will is as implacable and blood-hungry as Khorne himself.
Bloodthirsters are the mightiest of Khorne’s daemons, the fury of war given terrible form. Every one of these towering beasts is the equal of an entire mortal army.This multi-part plastic kit allows you to make any one of three specific types of Bloodthirster: the Wrath of Khorne Bloodthirster, the Bloodthirster of Insensate Rage, or the Bloodthirster of Unfettered Fury.The Wrath of Khorne Bloodthirster is armed with a wrathaxe - a double-headed axe that bears two equal-sized blades - and a bloodflail. The head is designed to represent the classic Bloodthirster hounds face, framed with the Khorne icon.
Daemonettes are Slaanesh's Lesser Daemons and the most numerous of all his servants. Possessed of the hypnotic glamour for which all Daemons of Slaanesh are abhorred, they are vicious, merciless fighters who attack with astounding speed and grace.
Syll Lewdtongue has inspired thousands of warlords to acts of tyranny and misrule, but since uniting their powers with the megalomaniacal Daemon monarch Esske, the Herald of Slaanesh has become a force of conquest like no other.
The Masque once entertained Slaanesh, but then displeased him, and was exiled. Since then the Herald has been cursed to dance endlessly. Those drawn into this endless performance are doomed to a swift and spectacular death.
The endless spells of the Hedonites of Slaanesh are sinister sorceries said to have been summoned from the Palace of Slaanesh itself. Possessed of a vindictive sentience and an appetite for torture, woe betide those who try and resist their siren lure…
Guided by the Daemon Loth'shar, Glutos Orscollion is on a quest to sample the most exotic tastes in the Mortal Realms. Riding atop an opulent palanquin and surrounded by his devoted court, he can unmake whole armies through his loathsome magics.
Lords of Pain are champions of Slaanesh who have sampled countless vices and excesses. Armed with wicked soulpiercer maces, they lead warbands of devoted followers and are always eager to demonstrate their mastery of all forms of agony.
The Myrmidesh are an elite warrior-cult who exemplify the pride of the Dark Prince. Each of their blade-sects considers their own favoured technique to be supreme, and on the rare occasions they are proven wrong, their spiteful rage is terrible to behold.
Shardspeakers of Slaanesh are favoured sorcerers who have been gifted with a relic from the Temple of Twisted Mirrors. By tapping into the power of these artefacts, they can reduce a disciplined regiment to a pack of howling beasts ripe for slaughter.
Sigvald the Magnificent considers himself to be the favoured son of Slaanesh. Few would dare question this belief. In battle, the Geld-Prince fights as a golden blur, laughing cruelly as his elegant blade tears through rabble and champions alike.
When the madness of battle descends upon Slaangor Fiendbloods, the carnage left in their wake is truly sickening. These gangly beasts are frighteningly strong and swift, and they fight with a frenzied disregard for their own survival.
Slickblade Seekers believe themselves to be aristocrats of war, the chosen knights of the Dark Prince. They desire nothing more than to charge into the thickest portion of the fighting, their whistling glaives lashing out to neatly sever heads and limbs.
Rotbringer Sorcerers are masters of putrefying magics, capable of vomiting forth streams of brackish, soul-withering slime, or imbuing their allies with pestilent might. They revel in acts of corruption, and are even able to infect wild arcane phenomena.
Hidden behind the dread mask of one of Nurgle’s executioners, the Lord of Plagues gazes impassively at the victims of the vile blessings that swathe him. Able to poison a man from a dozen paces away, he visits grim fates on those foolish enough to get close with his Plague-ridden Great Blade.
Hobgrots are devious and malicious allies for the Kruleboyz. In Orruk society they act as barterers, trading between the greenskins and Hashut-worshipping duardin, letting both sides believe they are getting one up over the other.
Man-skewer Boltboyz are known for using crude crossbows to engage in ranged combat. Their close-combat comrades heckle and scoff at this perceived display of cowardice, but these devious Kruleboyz care not. Instead, they take great pleasure in skewering their foes with two-foot-long bolts, watching their victims scream and squirm as they reload for the killshot.
Clanrats form the bulk of Skaven armies, and when a Warlord gathers his might for war the Clanrats are front and centre. They form into great blocks to overwhelm a foe with their weight of numbers and the fury of their attack.
The latest creations from the crazed laboratories of the Clans Skryre, Stormfiends are hulking brutes stitched together from a variety of body parts. Armed with a deadly array of experimental weaponry, they are able to wade through densely-packed enemies, or single-handedly halt enemy charges with blistering fire-storms.
Warlock Bombardiers are those engineers who develop a particular penchant for weapons that deliver explosive death from extreme range. Their alchemical armaments cause utter devastation wherever they strike home.