The Adeptus Custodes are charged with nothing less than protecting the Emperor of Mankind from any and all dangers. Though the scope of their mission has expanded under the rule of the reborn Primarch and Imperial Regent Roboute Guilliman, there will forever remain a sizeable contingent of these superlative warriors guarding the Golden Throne on Holy Terra. In this they are led by the highest ranking member of their kind – Captain-General Trajann Valoris, seen by many as the personal representative of the Emperor himself.
The Abbess Sanctorum of the Adepta Sororitas, Morvenn Vahl, sits on the Senatorum Imperialis as a High Lord – one of the 12 most powerful individuals in the entire Imperium. When she marches to war, she does so in a relic Paragon Warsuit, the Purgator Mirabilis, surrounded by her most faithful and loyal warriors. When her Adepta Sororitas arrive on the battlefield, the enemies of the Imperium quake with fear, knowing their time has come.
The Raven Guard strike from the shadows, attacking the enemy from unexpected angles when they least expect it. These tactics have won many a conflict before battle was joined in earnest, when other Chapters might have been bogged down in prolonged campaigns. As such, the Raven Guard prefer lighter units with an emphasis on Phobos armour and Invictor Warsuits – led by the legendary Kayvaan Shrike, their reduced noise and heat signatures enable Space Marine warriors to remain undetected until the time is right.
The Imperial Fists stand as stalwart as any fortress, the first and line last of the Imperium's defence. The sons of Dorn favour thick-plated Gravis armour for the added protection it provides, allowing their disciplined marksmen to wade into battle armed with heavy bolt weapons. Led by the stoic Tor Garadon, veteran of countless sieges, these implacable Space Marines trust in the purity of the bolt gun to fend off the enemies of Holy Terra.
Mortarion and his blighted Legion desire nothing more than to spread the ‘gifts’ of Nurgle across the galaxy, corrupting everything in it, including the very fabric of reality. Swollen by the blessings of the Plague God, these corrupt warriors use their ponderous bulk to shrug off attacks that would slay weaker mortals, advancing with remorseless momentum while dealing death with rotting bolt and rusted blade.
Once the most learned of the Emperor's sons, Magnus the Red was driven by hubris and deception into the arms of Tzeentch. Now a mighty Daemon Primarch, the Crimson King has returned to wage war on reality at the head of his Legion. The Thousand Sons are a relentless host of unliving automata, transformed by a forbidden ritual and led by immortal sorcerous masters. With their Primarch at their helm, they will enact a campaign of vengeance that will bring the Imperium to its knees.
Piloted by Sir Hekhtur, the Chainbreaker, Canis Rex is one of the most well-known of all the Imperium's Freeblade Knights. Sir Hekhtur acts as a mentor as well as a war leader, taking young pilots under his wing and inspiring them with his experience in battle. He and his squires roam the galaxy together, punishing the tyrannical scions of Chaos.
The Adeptus Mechanicus are charged with protecting the sanctity of knowledge, particularly that of ancient technology pre-dating the founding of the Imperium. There are those, however, who seek to do more – dabbling in the blasphemous concepts of innovation and invention. Belisarius Cawl is one such free thinker, daring to improve upon the divine truths of established technology. Cawl's hubris is hotly debated amongst his peers in the Machine Cult, but few can question his results. When the Archmagos goes to war, he does so surrounded by bodyguards and warriors of peerless quality.
Technoarcheologists are seekers of divine mechanical arcana, driven to uncover that which is hidden, and to analyse its capabilities. Hardened to life on the Imperium’s dangerous frontiers, these priests employ cogitative instincts to detect approaching foes and awaken their servitor guardians to effective modes of attack. Even in the midst of battle, Technoarcheologists guide their servants through vital procedures with a machine-like focus.
The Astra Militarum are the backbone of the Imperium's largest armies. They are the men and women who hold the line, a bulwark that stands between humanity and a nightmarish galaxy of horrors. Amongst the Astra Militarum's massed regiments, the born soldiers of Cadia are some of the most disciplined warriors to be found, tough marksmen trained for a lifetime of grim duty. Through generations of war, braving unimaginable odds, and even the destruction of their home world, one thing remains true while even a single Cadian draws breath – Cadia stands!
The Kin are a clone race of resilient and pragmatic warriors, who together form the ancient Leagues of Votann. Massed into mighty Oathbands, they emerge from the stellar tumult of the galactic core to conquer worlds, claim resources, and lay waste to any who threaten their Holds.