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The rotting bowels of the Great Unclean Ones swell with pus and contagion, and within each such swelling there grows a tiny and malevolent Daemon called a Nurgling. As the Nurgling matures it feeds upon the filth of the Great Unclean One and pops out; the very personification of a boil or pustule. Their tiny teeth are as sharp as razors, leaving festering bites upon their victims, but rarely...

The rotting bowels of the Great Unclean Ones swell with pus and contagion, and within each such swelling there grows a tiny and malevolent Daemon called a Nurgling. As the Nurgling matures it feeds upon the filth of the Great Unclean One and pops out; the very personification of a boil or pustule. Their tiny teeth are as sharp as razors, leaving festering bites upon their victims, but rarely...

Exaction Squads enforce the Lex Imperialis – the Imperial Law. Made up of the most highly skilled Adeptus Arbites, they are despatched to hunt down heinous criminals and secure their targets alive.

The Kin are a clone race of resilient and pragmatic warriors, who together form the ancient Leagues of Votann. They emerge from the tumult of the galactic core to conquer worlds, claim resources, and lay waste to any who dare to challenge them.

The Space Wolves are not only Space Marines, but also savage hunters and proud heroes from the death world of Fenris. They wage war without fear or doubt, each warrior seeking to forge a saga worthy of immortalisation.

The most mysterious of the Emperor’s servants, the Grey Knights are a unique Chapter of Space Marines. Each is an elite warrior-mystic, clad in sigil-scribed power armour and wielding archaic weapons through which they channel their otherworldly abilities. They are a purified order of incorruptible daemonhunters, possessed of the iron fortitude needed to face the warp's most nightmarish...

The Dark Angels are a dour brotherhood, characterised by their deep commitment to millennia-old rituals, loyalty, discipline, and self-sufficiency. They are a fighting force whose allegiance to the Emperor and Imperium is nigh impossible to dispute, yet they hide deep secrets.

Imperial Agents emerge from the shadows when heresy threatens to destabilise worlds, cultists seek to summon daemonic abominations, and xenos corruption endangers Humanity's realm. Some are Inquisitors of the Holy Ordos and their motley cadres, but this umbrella term also encompasses terrifying Assassins, swashbuckling Rogue Traders, fanatical priests of the Imperial faith, and other more...

The Blood Angels are one of the most revered of all the original Space Marine Legions, but are also the bearers of a terrible curse caused by the death of their beloved Primarch, Sanguinius. As one of the oldest and most successful Chapters, they have a proud heritage, culture, and aesthetic that diverges from what is now considered standard. They celebrate their beauty, but do not shy away...

The Black Templars are the most zealous of all Space Marines. To them, the Emperor is a literal deity, and there is no oath they will not swear, nor bloody act of battlefield worship they will not perform in his name. This deck of Index: Black Templars cards will enhance your games from the moment you start playing Warhammer 40,000, giving you hands-on references to the specific rules for your...

The Warriors of Chaos are merciless killers possessing brute strength and skill in fearsome measure. These indomitable killers have been charged by their dark masters to lay waste to the Old World.This boxed set gives you the solid core of a mighty Warriors of Chaos army. At its centre are the Chaos Knights – favoured champions of the Ruinous Powers, clad in dark iron armour and mounted atop...

The High Elf Realms are able to muster some of the finest fighting forces across the World of Legend. Clad in scale armour with gleaming peaked helms and wielding long spears, elegantly curved bows, and tall shields, they are a sight to behold.

These vehicles take the essence of Oldhammer Squats and give them a modern look. The new Svenotar Scout Trikes, which retain the feel of the Trikes but are a little sleeker, are a natural evolution of what the Squats once played with.

Rot finds its way into all corners of the Mortal Realms, and the sweltering tunnels beneath Embergard are fertile ground for the roots of the Garden of Nurgle to take hold, especially under the watchful gaze of the Grandfather’s Gardeners. A gaggle of dour-faced and green-thumbed Plaguebearers, they plod inexorably into combat at the whims of the ever turning cycle of decay, weathering incoming...

The primal might of the Seraphon comes to Warhammer Underworlds in the Jaws of Itzl. Separated from their cold-blooded cohort and Slann Starmaster by a cave in, this band of Saurus Warriors and accompanying critters act part through bloodthirsty instinct, and in part through sporadic telepathic commands by their Starmaster. As a Strike warband, they excel at hitting hard and fast, their scaled...

The Maggotkin of Nurgle shamble from foetid wastes, blessed with the unholy bloat of their patron. Wherever they go, diseases spread uncontrollably and entire armies are infected with Nurgle’s generous gifts. They are entropy personified, as their patient god knows that all life must eventually decay.

The Flesh-eater Courts see themselves as knights of valour, shining heroes, and the last bastions of hope in the dark. In reality, they are gibbering monsters that feast on the flesh of the living, spreading their curse of madness across the realms every time they sally forth.

The Cities of Sigmar are embattled islands of civilisations that have been founded across every one of the realms. They must fight to survive while also sending out militarised expeditions to establish new strongholds across the lands.