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The Leagues of Votann are a tightly knit clone species of resilient and pragmatic warriors who call themselves the Kin. New generations are fewer with every passing cycle, yet they rigidly trust this is the will of the Votann – ancient supercogitators hailed as nigh-supernatural fonts of wisdom. ...

The Tyranids are an all-consuming alien swarm from beyond the known galaxy. Driven by the vast and ineffable intellect of the Hive Mind, their tendrils drive into fresh systems with every passing hour. These single-minded metapredators cannot be reasoned with, bought off, or put to flight. They s...

Sholgor the Putrid is a Lord of Virulence who leads his shambling Death Guard warband to battle surrounded by a bodyguard of Deathshroud Terminators, advancing implacably as his bloated Plague Marine forces unleash withering hails of firepower, supported by their corrupted Rhino. All the while Se...

The notorious Callous Blades warband is led by Lord Kaphrael, a figure whose arrogance is matched only by his skill at arms. As he calls out his victims and cuts them down in duels, he inspires his cavorting cohort to greater acts of debauched butchery. Surrounded by six Flawless Blades, few foes...

Tyranids come in a shocking variety of forms, each more terrible than the last. Small disruption forces have been observed, led by a so-called Parasite of Mortrex. Forces are protected by slab-armoured Tyrant Guard and supported by walking artillery known as Biovores, who lob living spore mines h...

The Black Templars are organised differently than most Chapters – they make use of unusual assets like the grim Emperor's Champion, and their never-ending space-faring crusades mean that recruits must be trained in the field. While their equipment and weaponry are not unique, their zeal and deter...

The Death Guard trudge forwards in a filthy tide of decaying ceramite, bloated flesh, and festering pustules. Their numbers are made up of fallen Space Marines, but also scampering daemons, shuffling Poxwalkers, and other lost souls. Woe betide any foe who must face them, for they face their own ...

Facing Imperial Knights – mighty war machines carrying enough firepower to lay waste to an entire strike force – is a frightening concept. Each configuration is as deadly as the last, and they all carry a proud tradition of tried-and-true effectiveness in the field of war. This set of 13 cards wi...

The great labour of the Death Guard is to spread Nurgle’s bounteous gift to every corner of realspace. The Biologus Putrifiers have a vital role to play in this process, for it is they who refine the batches of diseased slurry brewed by the Foul Blightspawn, and distil them to the utmost potency....

Nurgle's own Death Guard worship their bloated god with a delight that belies their grim appearance, faithfully spreading his contagions and nursing them as though they are doting caregivers. Their worship is in the cycle of death, decay, and rebirth. This is a set of 16 square-cornered six-sided...

Labouring through the air on buzzing turbines and driven by the trapped essence of a Nurgle Daemon, the Foetid Bloat-drone drifts toward the enemy like an armoured plague fly. This hideous war engine bears monstrous weapons onto the battlefield to annihilate the enemies of the Death Guard. Cl...

Powering into battle on a trio of articulated track units, the Myphitic Blight-hauler is a light Daemon Engine that provides the Death Guard with heavy firepower wherever it is needed. Resembling a Bloat-drone that has been stripped of its turbines, this strange machine has heavy weapons mounted ...

Bloated with festering corruption, Plague Marines form the mainstay of the Death Guard, and unlike many Traitor Legions their numbers have only swollen as the millennia have passed. Sworn to Nurgle’s service, Plague Marines have disgusting, rotted bodies that stink of decay. The putrescent slime ...

Shambling across the battlefield in reeking hordes, Poxwalkers engulf their enemies in rotting tides of grasping hands, gnashing teeth and squirming tentacles. They are the cursed victims of Nurgle’s plagues, transformed into unliving weapons by the cruel masters of the Death Guard. In this kit, ...

Typhus, Lord of Mortarion’s First Plague Company and Host of the Destroyer Hive, is the most feared of all Plague Fleet commanders. From his ancient ship, the Terminus Est, Typhus spreads contagion and misery across the galaxy. That Typhus has been truly blessed by Nurgle is indisputable. For ten...