The Adeptus Custodes are an army unlike any other. Each member would be considered a mighty hero by lesser warriors, capable of besting entire units or even armies of weaker foes. When they assemble in larger groups, they are a gleaming golden host, their speed and agility combining with frightening strength, skill at arms, and tactical brilliance.
The Adeptus Custodes rarely deploy in large numbers, but they are a hurricane force of destruction when they do. Trained in the arts of the Martial Ka'tah, their armoured infantry steadily advance – an army of gene-forged golden warriors who wield ornate powered blades with integrated firearms, every strike and shot a graceful killing blow. These are the chosen guardians of the Golden Throne, the Emperor's emissaries and executioners, and they meet any foe with the conviction and confidence of demigods.
The Adeptus Custodes are the guardians of the Emperor. They are each individually gene-forged, and their iconic golden armour is among the most magnificent in the Imperium. Now you can protect the Golden Throne with themed dice to match!
The Adeptus Custodes are demigods of war, sworn to defend the Emperor until death. They are among the most elite warriors in the Imperium, clad in auramite armour and wielding some of the finest weapons ever created by Humanity.
The Adeptus Custodes are towering champions clad in gleaming auramite who will protect the Emperor at any cost. With bodies and minds honed through ancient secrets of gene-alchemy and wielding individually crafted weapons of incredible potency, even a small band of these terrifying exemplars can carve a bloody path through hordes of foes. They fight side by side upon the battlefield with the cold-eyed witch seekers of the Sisters of Silence. Theirs is an eternal war, for the threats to the Master of Mankind are manifold and spread across the stars, but they wage it with breathtaking skill and ferocity, for to falter is to doom all of Humanity.
Vashtorr is the Soul Forge King, a daemonic demigod of unrestrained invention and abominable artifice. When the Arkifane takes physical form, it is as a horror of pallid flesh stretched over infernal mechanisms, soaring to battle amidst a cloud of lightning and smog. Vashtorr deals destruction with every whirring step, unleashing techno gheist curses upon his foes even as he fashions enhancements for his indentured daemon engines from the raw stuff of realspace.
Chaos Cultists are the mortal devotees of the Dark Gods, ordinary men and women fallen to promises of temporal power who take to battle in huge numbers. Bearing a motley collection of improvised, stolen and makeshift weapons, they can overwhelm even determined enemies with sheer weight of numbers.
Haarken Worldclaimer takes a heinous joy in his role as the mouthpiece of Abaddon, for it is he who proclaims the death of worlds. He does so not with some quotidian threat or hollow boast, but by driving his weapon, the Daemon-touched Helspear deep into the heart of citizen and soldier alike. He is a dark omen given form, and the otherworldly destruction he heralds is the coming of the Warmaster himself.
Accursed Cultists have diverse and terrifying origins – whether born of dark ritual, empyric experimentation, or the predation of malign entities, these abberations are herded into battle as lurching shock troops, their tainted flesh reknitting grievous wounds with unnatural vigour. Once they reach close quarters, Mutants flail and lash at the enemy with claws or tendrils, while the horribly-warped Torments pounce with bestial hunger.
A Lord Discordant is a machine-obsessed heretic who scuttles across the battlefield atop a Helstalker mount, all the while exuding a palpable aura of anarchy. His mere presence short-circuits machinery not already riddled with daemonic entities – actuators and servos whir erratically, and targeting augurs simply cease to function. The Lord Discordant siphons off the pained spirit of dying vehicles, using the harvested energy to reinvigorate other Daemon Engines or releasing it as a screaming beam to infect the systems of other enemy vehicles. The most famous among the Lords Discordant, Vex Machinator, brought anarchy to the hivesprawls of Vigilus during the War of Nightmares.
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.
Reliable, resilient and easily repaired, the Rhino APC has been the mainstay transport of the Adeptus Astartes since time immemorial. The Rhinos maintained by the Chaos Space Marines are grotesque shadows of these loyal troop carriers, daubed with terrifying symbols, smeared with the blood of the slain and covered in spikes – all the better to impale and intimidate the enemies of Chaos.