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Space Marine Lieutenants are experienced tacticians, keen strategists, and highly skilled warriors. Experts in all the lethal weaponry of the Space Marines, they bellow orders and coordinate their brothers’ attacks even as they strike at the foe with their own arsenal of powerful weapons.
Sternguard Veterans possess an unshakeable calm and are renowned amongst their brothers for their exemplary marksmanship in the fiercest battles. Proficient in all of the Chapter’s ranged weaponry, they can always be found where their pinpoint volleys will best shatter the foe.
The Brutalis Dreadnought is a line breaker and a terror weapon – a bipedal combat walker, armed for close combat and piloted by a fallen hero of its Chapter. This hulking war machine lays down a hail of covering fire as it storms towards the enemy lines, but the greatest threat lies in its massive arms. Mounted with crushing fists or ceramite-sheathed talons, these can crush an armoured warrior like spoiled fruit or punch through a bunker wall like parchment.
The Adeptus Astartes know no fear, which explains why their armour is painted with bold heraldry and markings. These dice will fit right in with your miniatures, featuring a blue and silver colour scheme.
Librarians are the battle-psykers and lore-keepers of the Space Marines, and when clad in Terminator armour lend a lethal psychic edge to their elite infantry spearheads. Whether in gruelling boarding actions, ferocious urban combat, or a stand against overwhelming enemy numbers, these psychic juggernauts carve a path with powerful empyric blasts and unnatural foresight.
The galaxy is in flames. The Emperor’s glorious vision for Humanity is in ruins and His armies are locked in a brutal civil war. The greatest of these bitter combatants are the towering god-engines of the Adeptus Titanicus. Take control of these awe-inspiring war machines in Adeptus Titanicus – the tabletop game of devastating combat set during the Horus Heresy.
Captain of the White Consuls Chapter, Vitrian Messinius is a veteran warrior and one of Guilliman's most trusted advisors. His power fist is an ancient relic of masterful craft and rare potency, gifted to him by the Avenging Son himself for honourable service. Few are as loyal to the Imperial Regent's vision as Messinius – as such, he is responsible for enacting the will of the primarch during the Indomitus Crusade, granted the rank of Lord Lieutenant within the Crusade Fleet and determined to see Guilliman's ambitions through.
Deathmasters are the greatest assassins of the Clans Eshin, trained in the shadowy arts of stealth and contracted to slay those whom influential skaven deem too dangerous to live. Armed with poisoned ‘weeping blades’ and toxin-laced throwing stars, these supernaturally dextrous killers have slain kings and warlords beyond count.
For centuries beyond counting has the race of malevolent ratmen known as the skaven plagued the Mortal Realms. Arrogant, avaricious and utterly without mercy, the skaven seek to annihilate every other sapient creature – expanding, multiplying, and consuming everything in their path until they alone rule over the decaying husk of reality. Those who defy this vision are overwhelmed by swarms of frenzied, red-eyed warriors, weaponized plagues, monstrous beasts and lightning-spitting war machines. Arise, Children of the Great Horned Rat!
Clanrats mass into huge clawpacks, their vast numbers bolstering their courage and allowing them to surge across the battlefield and overwhelm the enemy, regardless of the hideous casualties they suffer along the way.
As deadly as they are graceful, the warlike aelves of the Daughters of Khaine seek to spill sacred torrents of blood in the name of their violent deity. Shaped by drops of Khaine's own blood, the elite Melusai Ironscale leads her slithering Blood Stalkers into battle. As their heartseeker arrows hiss overhead, Doomfire Warlocks fling howling bolts of dark magic and frenzied Witch Aelves leap into battle, eager to make an offering to the Bloody-Handed God.
From Shyish, the Realm of Death, come the ethereal Nighthaunt – incorporeal spirits driven to murder by their bitter hatred for the living. These spectres are the terror weapon of the Great Necromancer, united under the cruelest and most tortured rulers ever to die. At the command of a wretched Knight of Shrouds, swirling hordes of vicious Chainrasps drag down enemies for the cold scythes of maddened Grimghast Reapers, while Spirit Hosts of damned souls turn blood to ice with a touch.