Deathwatch Upgrades
The elite amongst the elite, carefully selected and recruited for their exceptional abilities, the Deathwatch are a thin black line, a sentinel that stands between the Imperium and alien threats unimaginable.
The elite amongst the elite, carefully selected and recruited for their exceptional abilities, the Deathwatch are a thin black line, a sentinel that stands between the Imperium and alien threats unimaginable.
This pack of plastic components can be used to upgrade a variety of Primaris Space Marines with iconography and details specific to the Space Wolves Chapter.
From the frozen world of Fenris, the Space Wolves sail out across the Sea of Stars.
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.
Secretive and mysterious, Watch Masters are revealed on the battlefield as incomparable leaders. With their innate understanding of tactics and strategy, they assess the unclean enemy hordes in an instant, picking out weaknesses and directing their Kill Teams with clipped, precise orders.
Wise beyond measure, having fought and survived countless battles in hundreds of worlds, Ulrik the Slayer is legendary.
Likened to the alpha of a wolf-pack, the Iron Priest marshals and directs the power of the Fang’s war machines into something far more impressive than the sum of its parts.
The wolves of Fenris are legendary beasts whose lives are inextricably linked with those of the human tribes that share their ice-bound world.
Supremely confident and eager always to be first into the fray, Wolf Lord Ragnar Blackmane leads his Great Company in devastating planetary invasions.
Organised into small, elite companies plucked from Space Marine Chapters that have pledged a tithe of their strength in the struggle against the xenos, the Deathwatch counts only heroes amongst its ranks.
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.
At first they appear as spectral blurs in the ethersea, distant streamlined shapes that seem to materialise from nowhere. With powerful thrusts of their sickle-finned tails, the forms grow all too quickly as they launch their attack