The diseased skaven of Skabbik’s Plaguepack plan to usher in the birth of one of the Great Plagues – an apocalyptic disease prophecised amongst the fanatical verminkin of the Clans Pestilens. Their foulsome quest has taken the Plaguepack deep into the heart of Wyrdhollow, to seek one of the arcane ingredients in this foul brew. Should Skabbik's noisome flock succeed in their task, great swathes of the Mortal Realms may be reduced to rancid rotting mulch. Let their enemies beware – a sickening death awaits any who stand against the children of the Great Corruptor.

Haskel Hexbane and his band of mirthless followers are as ruthless as they are determined. They are members of the Order of Azyr, a Sigmarite organisation dedicated to the rooting out and purging of evil across the Mortal Realms. This clandestine sect has sent Hexbane and his hunters deep within the Nethermaze to bring the burning light of Azyr to the very heart of that foul and unnatural place, that they might scour it in the cleansing fires of justice and Order.

Daggok Finksteala is on a murderous mission to decapitate the brightest and best fighters within the Deathgorge. With each head he takes, his kunnin' increases – or so he believes – and he means to gather enough smarts to make him a Killaboss. His warband, da Stab-Ladz, shares his vision and assists him in his underhanded ambushes with their savagery and kunnin'.

The ice-coated tunnels of the Deathgorge contain untold treasures frozen within their walls. Those brave enough to traverse the freezing continent of Bjarl and weather the Everwinter's curse must still battle rival warbands to have any hope of claiming these riches. The Malevolent Masks lay long-forgotten in the depths of Bjarl. Lost for centuries, they have now been discovered in the glacial chasms of the Deathgorge. Donning them grants the bearer power, but often at a cost, as few truly realise the consequences of wearing such an item.

The Headsmen’s Curse has come. Nothing shall stay the bite of the dread blade Terminus, for it was fashioned long ago by Nagash himself, and has a vile sentience of its own. Damned souls surround it, bound to serve as judge, jury and executioner. Their former identities are subsumed into the greatsword’s necromantic magic; always there is one to wield the blade, one to sharpen its edge, one to bear the headsman’s block, and a scriptor to sentence the condemned. No matter the crime against the Supreme Necromancer, the sentence is always the same – Death!

Magic courses through the root-lined halls of the Wyrdhollow, deep beneath the carnivorous Gnarlwood forest. The hellish creatures that make up Ephilim's Pandaemonium seek to harness these arcane energies, and only Domitan's Stormcoven of knightly war-mages stands in their way. Fight through the warped caverns to secure the Wyrdhollow's eldritch power for yourself.

The root-halls under the Gnarlwood are uncharted territory, where lurking horrors prey on the unwary. Yet even these savage denizens can be bound – whether through magical means or impressive feats of animal handling – and trained to fight alongside warriors with the willpower to command them. Such a warband can charge into battle alongside a terrifying menagerie of beasts which tear into their enemies with vicious stingers, gnashing teeth, and rending claws in a true Beastbound Assault.

In the arcane caverns of the Wyrdhollow, cosmic omens and dire portents abound. Those with the wit to interpret these signs can avert the vicissitudes of cruel fate and lead their followers to fortune untold. Such warbands follow strange auguries and subterranean constellations that point them to places of power, lost relics, and objects that can shape the very future. Will you walk the Paths of Prophecy to a glittering destiny, or be cursed to strife and obscurity?

The Gorechosen of Dromm offer a ritualistic approach to the violent worship of Khorne. The warband claims blood tithe tokens by dealing and suffering damage throughout the battle, then expends them to fuel powerful abilities – such as Dromm's unique Enrage action, which can send friend and foe charging across the Nethermaze in a frenzy. This box includes a complete Rivals deck, plus loads of extra cards allowing you to try out a few tricks, as well as universal cards and Grand Alliance cards to use with your other warbands.

Warhammer Underworlds meets fast-paced multiplayer combat in Arena Mortis – an expansion that transforms the ultimate competitive miniatures game into a furious free-for-all! Choose your favourite champion and pit them against 2-5 others for a fresh and fun challenge.

The tunnels of the Wintermaw are said to conceal ancient treasures, lost secrets, and even mortal souls trapped within eternal ice. However, those foolhardy enough to claim such prizes will soon encounter the hideous burrowing abominations that slew these poor souls in the first place...