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Éowyn is a valiant shield maiden of Rohan and niece to King Théoden. Unwilling to be left behind while the menfolk rode to war, she disguised herself as a Rider of Rohan, calling herself Dernhelm. Along with her plucky Hobbit friend, Meriadoc Brandybuck, she travelled with Théoden’s army in secret and fought with incredible valour at the Battle of Pelennor Fields. This multipart plastic kit contains the components necessary to assemble Éowyn and Merry, both on foot and mounted on horseback. When mounted, you have the option to remove Merry, leaving just Éowyn. On foot, Éowyn carries a sword and shield, but also bears a throwing spear when mounted. Merry is clothed in the uniform of a Squire of Rohan and also bears a sword and shield. Both versions of Éowyn can be assembled with either a head that features her flowing golden hair, or with a full helm in her guise as Dernhelm. These miniatures come as 23 components, and are supplied with 2 Citadel 25mm Round bases and a Citadel 40mm Round base.

Escher Gang Necromunda is unique among the great Houses, as its gangs are entirely women. Masters of chemical manipulation, what an Escher may lack in terms of strength, she more than makes up for in speed, skill and psychotic flair.

Assemble an Escher gang, or add to the miniatures in the Necromunda: Underhive box with this set of 10 plastic miniatures.

They provide a massive amount of variety and options in assembly, meaning every gang will be unique.

This Escher Gang box includes:

• 10 bodies, 2 each of 5 unique designs wearing flak armour.
• 18 heads, 2 each of 9 unique designs, 4 of which are wearing respirator masks.
• 14 different hairpieces, 2 each of 7 different designs.
• A variety of different weapons including 6 lasguns, 8 laspistols, 6 stiletto blades, 2 shotguns, 4 power swords, 2 autopistols, 2 shock whips, 2 needler/bolters, 2 plasma pistols, 2 chem-throwers and 2 autoguns, along with additional frag, krak and choke gas grenades, 4 sheathed stiletto blades and 2 sets of chem-synth packs.
• This Necromunda box comes with 10 25mm Round bases, which feature sculpted textures that match the game board’s aesthetic.

The Cities of Sigmar are mighty fortresses – disparate alliances of humans, duardin, and aelves. They stand shoulder to shoulder to bring order and sanity to the Mortal Realms.

As the Disciples of Tzeentch march to war, a storm of deadly change-magic boils the skies and transmutes the land, inflicting horrifying mutations upon all who would stand in their way.

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 Hedonites of Slaanesh cavort across the Mortal Realms in vile carnivals of sin and excess, seeking their absent deity, the Dark Prince. Any who find themselves in the path of these raiders are destined to die a slow and very painful death.

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. When diplomacy is found wanting, their destructive capabilities are enough to level fortresses and cripple nations in a blistering cannonade.

The Maggotkin of Nurgle shamble from foetid wastes with drones and gurgles, blessed with their patron's unholy bloat. Wherever they go, diseases spread uncontrollably, and entire nations are infected with Nurgle’s generous gifts.

The Ogor Mawtribes scour the realms for meaty delicacies, gouging circular paths of devastation as they gobble up anything and everything they can find. These gluttonous brutes are capable of incredible feats of consumption and can even draw supernatural energy from the sacred slops they create.

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. They leave subjugated settlements alive but force their citizens to submit tithes of bone or face annihilation.

For aeons, the perfidious Skaven scurried beneath the earth like an infection under the skin, rising to bombard their foes with hideous mutants and machines alike. Now, they are erupting across the realms in explosive boils of corruption, their centuries of scheming and plotting finally bearing fruit.