Adeptus Custodes Allarus...
The Allarus Custodians deploy with sudden fury to tear the throat from the enemy army.
The Allarus Custodians deploy with sudden fury to tear the throat from the enemy army.
Tubes and pipes erupt in profusion from the Lord of Virulence’s armour. These gout noxious fumes are putrid eruptions whose hue and stench guide the fire of artillery engines behind the lines. In their wake, their flensefrond cloaks leave a trail of sickening mucosal slime for hungry Daemon Engines to follow.
Custodian Wardens are known amongst their comrades as level-headed and endlessly patient watchmen.
Bloated with festering corruption, Plague Marines form the mainstay of the Death Guard, and unlike many Traitor Legions their numbers have only swollen as the millennia have passed.
Squads of Vertus Praetors swoop into battle astride powerful Dawneagle jetbikes.
The great labour of the Death Guard is to spread Nurgle’s bounteous gift to every corner of realspace.
Bright and resplendent in gleaming gold, the Adeptus Custodes stride into war with the confidence their imposing stature gives them.
Blightlord Terminators are relentless and unstoppable, elite Death Guard warriors bound forever to mutated suits of Cataphractii armour.
The Pale Harvestmen; the Scythes of Nurgle; the Eyes of Mortarion. The elite warriors of the Deathshroud go by many names, and every one is redolent with a miasma of fear and menace.
The core of the Silent Sisterhood are its Prosecutors, mercilessly effective both in attack and defence.
Labouring through the air on buzzing turbines and driven by the trapped essence of a Nurgle Daemon, the Foetid Bloat-drone drifts toward the enemy like an armoured plague fly.
The office of Captain-General is one of the most powerful military appointments in the Imperium. It confers full responsibility for the overall defence of the Sol System, Terra, the Imperial Palace and, ultimately, the Golden Throne and the Emperor himself.