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.
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.
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.
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.
The Hedonites of Slaanesh revel in the vilest acts and most stimulating sensory excesses. The battlefields of the Mortal Realms provide an abundance of both. Empowered by depravity and addicted to the most extreme pains and pleasures imaginable, the servants of Slaanesh are a scourge on the realms. When the hosts of the Dark Prince go to war, preening mortal warriors stride forth alongside cruel quicksilver daemons, tearing apart their beguiled foes with ecstatic abandon.