Aggradon Lancers are among the most aggressive cavalry known to the Mortal Realms, for their fearsome scaled steeds only become swifter and more ravenous as battle-frenzy overtakes their senses. A charge of Aggradon Lancers can collapse entire battlelines in a storm of predatory violence, riders and mounts alike lashing out with savage force and overwhelming ferocity.
The reptilian Seraphon strive tirelessly to advance the Great Plan of the Old Ones, returning true order and balance to realms warped by the Dark Gods. Their armies see cold-blooded saurians and ferocious scaled beasts fight together as a single potent force – a fusion of predatory violence and esoteric cosmic power that few can withstand.
The Adeptus Mechanicus are the fanatical worshippers of the Machine God of Mars. For thousands of years the robed priests of the Machine Cult have presided over the fabrication, maintenance, and preservation of Humanity’s surviving technological wonders with reverence and ritual. Led by Tech-Priests whose weak organic flesh has been replaced with metallic augmentations, their armies fight to defend forge worlds and strike out across the galaxy in search of ancient archeotech.
The Tech-Priests of Mars march forth at the head of cybernetic legions, protected by barely understood relics of a bygone era, and wielding devastating and bizarre weapons to obliterate their foes.
Saurus Astrolith Bearers are warriors marked by destiny, spawned with a natural instinct for tracking down and unearthing the relics of lost gods. The astroliths they carry are conduits for the power of Azyr, coiling serpentine totems enveloping a floating orb of celestite. Seraphon in the presence of such an icon fight all the harder, empowered by the celestial energies that radiate from the artefact.
Harnessing the energies of forge worlds within their curious weaponry, the Rangers of the Skitarii are implacable and relentless hunter-killers. For them, an engagement is not over until their enemy is destroyed - even if this means stalking them across galaxies and over decades.
Diminutive but deadly, the Skinks of the seraphon are deceptively fast skirmishers who wield a surprising level of power. Communicating in chirps and clicks, they co-ordinate their strikes with an impressive synchronicity, opportunistically attacking and darting back into cover before the enemy can react.
To be promoted from the Skitarii maniples to the Serberys corps is a great honour. They ride swift quadrupedal constructs whose razor-clawed limbs allow them to manoeuvre easily over the most shattered terrain, while their riders are mag-locked in gyro-stabilised positions