Clanrats mass into huge clawpacks, their vast numbers bolstering their courage and allowing them to surge across the battlefield and overwhelm the enemy, regardless of the hideous casualties they suffer along the way.
Ogryns are one of the most commonly seen strains of abhuman throughout the Imperium. What they lack in intelligence they more than make up for in terms of strength.
Driven into battle by their frenzied faith, the Plague Monks of Clan Pestilens are a repulsive tidal wave of filth that smashes into their enemies with the power of a flood.
Ash Wastes Arachni-rigs – known to House Van Saar as Arachnika Ash-jumpers – are armoured exoskeletons designed to traverse Necromunda’s rugged surface. Jump jets allow them to boost over obstacles, leap free of trouble, or unexpectedly drop in amongst their foes. Heavy weapons and surprising mobility make Ash-jumpers a match for rival vehicles and Nomad war parties, as they carve through Cargo-8 trains with laser and plasma blasts, clear rough terrain with flamers and rad guns, and snag targets with harpoons.
House Helmawr has fallen! As a living god takes the throne of Necromunda, Lady Haera fights her way to the Dust Wall and the loyal Enforcers stationed there. As the Ash Waste Nomad tribes gather for a massive assault on the Ironhead Squat holds, gangs rush to win favour with House Aranthus, capture the last Helmawr heir, or simply survive the darkness rising from below Hive Secundus.
Way-Brethren are the outriders of the Redemption’s wasteland crusades. Mounted on mechanical Ridge Walkers, these tireless pilgrims range ahead of the teeming masses of the faithful, blazing a trail between the shrines and holy sites of Necromunda's ash wastes for those that follow. Ridge Walkers are hardy engine-steeds that turn the Way-Brethren into swift and deadly combatants, capable of charging down foes or bullying through enemy lines with almost knightly vigour.
Cinderak City has fallen, and the rebellious Lady Credo has dealt a significant blow against the Imperial House. Lady Haera Helmawr seeks to consolidate her damaged authority – but even as she sends hundreds of Enforcer patrols flooding into the depths of Hive Primus, a Redemptionist Crusade grows into the tens of thousands, following a mysterious leader in search of a lost prophet...
Cutters are fast, agile jetbikes, reflecting House Escher's preference for deadly speed over brutish durability. Borne across the skies of the ash wastes by a staggeringly powerful engine, Cutters are seldom the stablest or safest of rides – but leave any rivals choking on clouds of dust and trails of corrosive chem-exhaust. Soaring over obstacles and barricades, a descending Cutter can slice through the enemies of the House of Blades with a hail of gunfire, then jink away before the foe can respond.
In the ash wastes of Necromunda, fuel is as vital as water. Becoming stranded in the weather-blasted expanses leaves a vehicle exposed to the elements and the attention of roaming gangs. Those with access to a supply of promethium are rich in credits, ammo, and the ability to freely traverse the ash wastes. As a result, fights around refuelling stations are commonplace, with many gangers having met their end at the hands of rivals desperate for promethium, or blown to pieces when a stray shot pierced a tank of the volatile fuel.
Maulers are bulky, heavily armoured vehicles, perfectly suited to the gang members of House Goliath. Their hydraulic drive combines tracks and wheels to keep moving regardless of the terrain, while a front-mounted power ram inflicts horrendous damage on anything foolish enough to stand in its path. Brutal, loud, and almost impossible to stop, an oncoming Mauler is a terrifying sight to behold – the very spirit of the House of Chains, made manifest in steel and fumes.
With the opening of the Great Rift, the planet of Necromunda is plunged into lawless darkness. As factions vie for control, an assassination brings House Helmawr to its knees – opening a power vacuum that may doom the whole planet. Choose your side in the Succession campaign, and fight for the right to rule.
Beyond the choking hive cities of Necromunda lie the ash wastes – sprawling outlands plagued by unpredictable weather and vicious beasts, where gangs of prospectors and nomads eke out a precipitous existence between polluted dunes and radioactive skies. Ferried across the rolling roads of this desolate expanse atop a dizzying variety of roaring vehicles, these gangs clash over mining spots, weapons caches, and convoys of precious goods in high-octane skirmishes where anything can happen.