The Tyranids are alien predators invading the galaxy from the vast intergalactic void beyond its edges. Like swarming insects falling upon precious crops, they devour all before them – consuming life upon each world in their path, and leaving nothing but airless rocks in their wake. They are a threat to every sentient species in the galaxy, and their numbers are growing.
Orc & Goblin Tribes gather in massive numbers before they rush to war in noisy blocks on the battlefield, all clattering shields and rusted metal, their voices raised in a great Waaagh!. When organised into a coherent army, there is little they cannot sweep away through sheer brutality and low cunning.
Each Norn Emissary is a purpose-bred beast, spawned by its Norn Queen to accomplish a specific and singular objective – be it hunting a strategically gifted commander, abducting a knowledgeable prey-being, or pursuing some other ineffable goal. These colossal heralds of the Hive Mind's agenda meld terrifying psionic potential with speed, intelligence, and monstrous strength, ensuring that a Norn Emissary is more than equal to its alien task.
Orc Boyz and Orc Arrer Boyz form up into rag-tag regiments that surge towards the enemy with great enthusiasm. These mobs fight with a wide array of weapons, from crude hand weapons to surprisingly effective bows.
Black Orcs are the biggest, meanest and strongest of all Orcs. Few in number compared to their weedier kin, Black Orcs tend to group together into elite and disciplined warrior cadres that accompany only the toughest of Warbosses to battle.
By lashing together roughly-hewn planks and bolting round(ish) wheels to a sturdy axle, Orcs can build formidable chariots drawn by pairs of boars. Keen to make the most of their status in the eyes of others, Orc charioteers will constantly mess with their vehicle, adding extra ornamentation and painting them in bold, flashy colours.
While individual Goblins may be cowardly creatures, these diminutive raiders draw courage from numbers. When gathered in large mobs, they are emboldened to a frightening degree, each Goblin believing that harm is more likely to befall someone else, instead of them – and that it'll be hilarious when it does. A tide of cackling Goblins can overwhelm almost any enemy, making up for a lack of skill with sheer numbers.
The Night Goblins are descended from Goblin tribes who long ago ventured into the deep caves and caverns beneath the World's Edge Mountains. Cruel, cowardly, and cunning, these tribes wage war against subterranean Dwarf holds and hated surface-dwellers alike, emerging at night and covering themselves in long, hooded cloaks to ward off the loathsome sunlight.
Orc Boyz form into rag-tag regiments that enthusiastically surge towards the enemy. These mobs fight with crude hand weapons and hefty shields, stabbing and battering their way through their foes.
Hive Guard are heavily armoured gun-beasts bound to extremely powerful symbiotic bio-weapons. They are created to guard the Tyranid Hive Ships and capillary towers that stand sentinel over prey worlds, until such time as intruders come within range of their deadly weapons.
The Venomthrope's whip-like tentacles drip with a multitude of alien poisons. Indeed, so potent are these toxins that it is believed that a Venomthrope's very touch means certain death.
Some Orcs have adopted ill-tempered boars as their mounts. Once up to speed, boars can be almost unstoppable, their powerfully churning legs propelling them into the enemy where their goring tusks and stamping hooves can do untold damage. From atop their precarious perch, an Orc can set about the foe with spear and choppa, knowing that should they fall, their mount will give them a proper good kicking.