Aktywne filtry
Prince Apophas is the Cursed Scarab Lord, a damned spectre who terrorises the battlefield in the form of swarming scarab beetles surrounding his sun-bleached skull. This remorseless killer still grips the very blade he used to slit the throats of his own family, a deed which saw him condemned by Usirian, the Nehekharan god of the underworld.
A landscape cursed by the nefarious machinations of the dread necromancer Nagash, the realm of Nehekhara, once known as the Great Land thanks to its long-enduring prosperity, is now the domain of the dead. This accursed land is ruled over by the ancient Tomb Kings and their legions of dread skeletal warriors.
It is the Tidecasters who conjure the phantasmal sea that allows aelf and aquatic beast to move and breathe as if they were in their own natural environment.
The role of Imagifier is sacred amongst the Orders Militant. To these fervent Sisters falls the task of extolling the virtues of fallen Sororitas, and of preaching their deeds amidst the din of battle so that the martyr's spirit may inhabit the warriors of the Order.
The Sister Dogmata is a figure revered and feared in equal measure within her order, as only she has the authority to condemn a Battle Sister to the ranks of the Repentia with but a word.
As experienced commanders and skilled combatants both, Palatines act as lieutenants to their respective Canoness, helping to direct the firepower of their Battle Sisters and leading them in the charge when duty calls for retribution to be delivered up close.
Canonesses are the martial and spiritual commanders of the Orders Militant. Each is a shining example of purity and dedication of purpose, a veteran warrior of many hundreds of battles, and a slayer of the faithless in numerous war zones.
Sisters of the Orders Hospitaller are the physical and spiritual healers of the Adepta Sororitas. As much as their medicinal expertise and surgical skill, they provide a font of faith to those in need.
A Sister Dialogus drowns out the filthy war cries of the enemy with shouts of exalting praise to the God-Emperor.
Aestred Thurga is a powerful warrior in her own right, but she recognises, with great humility, that the ancient relic standard she carries is far more important than she can ever be.
From the arid deserts of ancient Nehekhara, vast legions of skeletal soldiers heed the commands of their kings and the incantations of their hierophants, rising up from beneath the baking sands to slaughter those that would claim the distant reaches of their forgotten empire.
The Idoneth Deepkin are a mysterious race of aelves who dwell within the oceans of the Mortal Realms, emerging from their watery seclusion to plunder the souls of land-dwellers – a grim harvest upon which their very survival depends.