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The Slaves to Darkness march through the Mortal Realms in the name of the Dark Gods, ever pushing back against Sigmar’s dreams of peace and prosperity. They have suffered and sacrificed to conquer this land – and inflicted suffering in turn. Now none will halt their renewed advance, in a tide of blackened armour, twisted bulk, and trampling hooves.
Noble Vampires often partake in games of Blood Bowl alongside their human Thralls to showcase their immortal superiority and indulge in a little bloodlust. Due to their wealthy status, these Nobles are adorned in the highest quality gear. Meanwhile, their Thralls are dishevelled and diminutive, wearing little more than basic equipment and blouses – and their gaunt and malnourished appearances may or may not have something to do with Thralls becoming a mid-match snack for the Vampires when they get thirsty.
Gutter Bowl is an exciting expansion to Blood Bowl that takes the action off the professional pitch – and into the streets and sewers of the Old World! You'll coach a team of enthusiastic – if inexperienced – players as they settle their differences in brutal street sports. What Gutter Bowl lacks in showmanship, sponsorships, and sporting competence compared to its big brother, Blood Bowl, it more than makes up for in violence and near-complete disregard for the rules!
Mixed teams are found throughout the Blood Bowl leagues, uniting players from a variety of races and cultures on the pitch. Underworld Denizens teams recruit from the dank caves and foul sewers that lurk beneath the surface, bringing Goblins and Skaven together in a cocktail of fur, fungus, and foul play. Widely despised for their literally low-down tactics, teams like the Underworld Creepers truly represent the worst of both worlds.
Mixed teams are found throughout the Blood Bowl leagues, uniting players from a variety of races and cultures on the pitch. Old World Alliance teams like the Middenheim Maulers are drawn from great cities across the Empire, Estalia, Kislev, and beyond. These bustling streets are packed with cosmopolitan Humans, Dwarfs, and Halflings, ready to be forged into winning teams that are greater than the sum of their parts.
The Slaves to Darkness march across the Mortal Realms in the names of Archaon Everchosen, Be'lakor the Dark Master, and the Gods of Chaos themselves, ever-fighting to crush Sigmar's oppressive notions of peace. They have suffered and sacrificed to conquer this land – and inflicted untold suffering in turn. Now none will halt their renewed advance – the armoured tread of their warriors, bone-shaking hooves of knights, and grinding chariot wheels storm across the battlefield in a relentless tide.
The Slaves to Darkness pursue power at any cost. They’ve sold their souls to the Dark Gods in order to forge a path to supremacy, and their ill-gotten strength makes them a terrifying force indeed. Ironclad champions and diabolical sorcerers lead warbands of madmen, mutants, and monsters to savage every foe they encounter, offering each death as tribute to their fickle and demanding masters. In turn they are richly rewarded, though the gifts bestowed by the gods are not always what was asked for…
Chaos Warriors are the bane of the Mortal Realms, clad in hellforged iron and swollen with dark blessings. Entire legions of these armoured killers march to battle in search of divine favour, sworn by bloody rituals to the service of a mighty warlord. Each Chaos Warrior is the equal of several lesser mortals, and each harbours ambitions to become mightier still.
Chaos Knights ride at the forefront of any ruinous host, and their coming heralds the death of empires. These dreaded champions charge into the deadliest of battles without a moment's fear, seeking the glory that is theirs by right. Impaling enemies on ensorcelled lances and trampling formations beneath frenzied hooves, Chaos Knights sow havoc in an avalanche of blood and iron.
Karkadraks are monstrous lizard-beasts clad in thick scales, whose destructive rampages are almost impossible to stop. Only the strongest Chaos Lords can dominate a Karkadrak, but those who succeed become truly deadly line breakers.
Ogroid Theridons serve as fearsome shock troops to the armies of Chaos, found wherever the fighting is thickest, carving swathes of ruin through the enemy ranks with staggering strength and skill. Once rulers of a mighty empire that stretched across the Realm of Beasts, the goroans were enticed into Archaon's service by promises of a new homeland, free from orruk invasions – a realm that came to be called the Eightpoints. Now better-known as ogroids, they raise dark citadels, forge mighty weapons, and serve as overseers in the shadow of the Varanspire.
Daemon Princes were once mortal champions of Chaos, elevated to eternal daemonhood as a coveted reward from their mercurial patrons. Each of these corrupt monstrosities is a walking testament to the infernal power of Chaos, an immortal warlord blessed with manifold malevolent gifts throughout their long and treacherous Path to Glory. A Daemon Prince soars or strides across the battlefield like an omen of doom, unleashing all the warp-forged weaponry, monstrous strength, and unholy sorcery at their disposal.