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The Helsmiths of Hashut worship their dark god through acts of industry and destruction, twisting their gifts for engineering into the creation of infernal engines of war.

The Flesh-eater Courts are deluded, believing themselves to be royal subjects performing their duty to liege and land, when in reality they are debased cannibals in thrall to vampiric masters.

The Flesh-eater Courts lurk in dark and dismal places. These cannibal ghouls and degenerate vampires are trapped in a terrible delusion

The Nighthaunt are ethereal horrors – the souls of the dead twisted into bitter and hateful creatures who despise the living. They vent their fury on the battlefield, tearing at the foe with ghostly claws and rusted iron weapons.

The Nighthaunt are cursed spirits, reshaped by Nagash's malice into a plague upon the living.

The Blades of Khorne go to war in a blood-frenzied tide. From frothing cultists to sanity-blasting daemons, all are murderers through and through, desiring nothing less than to unleash a flood of gore to wash the Mortal Realms away.

The worshippers of the Blood God do not expect much in the way of boons in return for their devotion. They freely give their prayers of bloodshed and their offering of skulls.

The Kharadron Overlords care little for religion and superstition, relying instead on the precision of machines and the strength of steel to determine the outcome of their battles. Having the right tools to do the job is a point of pride for many.

The Kharadron Overlords go to war with armies unlike anything else in the Mortal Realms – mighty sky vessels, floating warriors, and firepower that puts other forces to shame.

The Idoneth Deepkin go to war with a potent mix of warriors, from eel-riding rapid cavalry to sightless thralls that march towards the magical light of fresh souls.

When the Idoneth Deepkin rise to fight, they bring a mystical ocean with them.

The armies of the Soulblight Gravelords go to war under the gaze of their vampiric masters, marching with no fatigue and laying waste to their living enemies without hesitation.

The Gloomspite Gitz go to war under the light of the Bad Moon, their deity in the shape of a massive glowing rock in the sky. Under it's wan light, they are taken by a madness that carries them across the Mortal Realms in a riot of destruction.

The Orruk Warclans are brutal, kunnin’ and always ready for a scrap. Both the Kruleboyz and Ironjawz love nothing more than a bone-crunching battle and rampaging across the realms on a never-ending quest for violence, causing havoc wherever they go.

The Idoneth Deepkin are a mysterious race of aelves who dwell in the oceans of the Mortal Realms. They emerge from their watery seclusion to plunder the souls of land-dwellers, reaping a grim harvest upon which their very survival depends.

The Ogor Mawtribes scour the realms for meaty delicacies, gouging circular paths of devastation as they gobble up anything and everything they can find.

The Daughters of Khaine are warlike aelves, deadly and graceful. With every drop of enemy blood that splashes across their skin, their murderous power reaches new and terrifying heights.

The armies of the Lumineth Realm-lords are glorious to behold. Masters of magic and paragons of the military arts, these aelves fight alongside the aelementor spirits of their home to cleanse the Mortal Realms of ruin and corruption.

Many legends surround the Seraphon. It is said that they have visited the Mortal Realms since time immemorial and fly the Aetheric Void in golden temple-ships full of unknowable technology.

The Flesh-eater Courts are touched by a curse that distorts their very perception of reality. While they see themselves as valiant knights and honest soldiers, they are, in truth, wretched fiends who hunger for flesh.

Shrieking and swirling from the grave, the spectral Nighthaunt bear Nagash’s malice. Punished for their crimes in life with eternal servitude to the Great Necromancer, their bitterness fuels them to fight without end.

The Ossiarch Bonereapers march upon the realms to carry out Nagash's eternal mission of conquest. Their strategy, both on and off the battlefield, is dictated by dispassionate logic.

The duardin Sons of Grimnir hurl themselves into the fray with fierce battle-joy, war hymns upon their lips, and ur-gold runes hammered in their bare flesh.

The Kharadron Overlords maintain sky-fleets as grand as they are formidable. Forged by stoic duardin who value profit above all, they are wonders of artifice and raw firepower.