Combat Patrol (Single factions)

Armageddon is a blasted wasteland after decades of unending war. Never a beautiful place, it's now a burned-out shadow of itself.

The Red Corsairs strike out in small bands of cruel warriors, raiding and pillaging where and when they want.

The Haemonculus Covens of the Drukhari are known for being sadistic, twisted flesh crafters. Their ranks are filled with mutated Wracks, supported by hulking Talos and Cronos pain engines – tortured creatures that revel in raiding realspace.

Vynn Bane‑slayer is renowned amongst his kindred as an executioner of the most dire threats and a ruthless guardian of his people’s future.

On the eve of battle, the Black Templars gather to be led in prayer and contemplation by their champions. United in their hatred of the foe, they swear a mighty vow to uphold in the battle ahead.

Fyrri Askar has participated in countless battles, winning honour and glory with blade and boltgun.

The omens warn of Warp corruption spilling through into realspace at this location.

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.

The Daemon Prince Zadophon is a potent sorcerer and a monstrous warrior, terrifying to behold.

The notorious Callous Blades warband is led by Lord Kaphrael, a figure whose arrogance is matched only by his skill at arms.

The Daemon Prince Vorrakh has spilled oceans of blood, but it's never enough.

Sholgor the Putrid is a Lord of Virulence who leads his shambling Death Guard warband to battle surrounded by a bodyguard of Deathshroud Terminators.

Spiritseer Kygharil guides their small band of determined Aeldari through the Webway to defend their craftworld's hidden gateways and ancient, precious ruins.

A Cadian Command Squad, consisting of officers and the veteran warriors who protect them, leads their elite force into battle. The core of the army comprises grizzled Kasrkin, armed with a potent arsenal of weapons.

The Blood Angels favour close-ranged strikes where their speed, grace, and skill can be harnessed.

Imperial Agents form the front lines of Humanity’s struggle for survival against corruption.

Genestealer Cults armies outmanoeuvre their foes with infiltration, clawed horrors and grimy militia alike, squirming through sewers and pipe networks to reach their prey.

Warbands of the Chaos Space Marines are more often than not motley assortments of Heretic Astartes, grisly mutants, their cultist thralls.

The T'au Empire employs advanced firepower and complex metastrategies in its quest to enlighten the galaxy, each suited to different environments, objectives, and enemies.

None fight with more grim determination than the battle-brothers of the Dark Angels – they are held in awe by their allies and enemies alike. Yet behind their devotion to the Imperium lies a shadowy obsession.

The Adeptus Mechanicus march to war as a disturbing fusion of flesh and machine, ruling Tech-Priests and fanatical cyborg followers raising modified voices in binharic praise of the Machine God.

The Necrons rise across the galaxy, android legions emerging from stasis-crypts after millions of years in deathless slumber.