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The Skaven make ingenious use of warpstone, harnessing its power in myriad ways, including carving it into trinkets imbued with the very essence of Chaos.

The Acolyte Globadiers of the Clans Skryre are a step above the thrall-rats that toil on the production lines or serve as fodder for weapons testing. They are tinkers, miners, and munitionists, who constantly scheme in hopes of attaining the status of Warlock – a fact which sees their masters hurl them into battle carrying fragile spheres of volatile toxic gas, the better to thin out any future rivals.

Brood Terrors are among the most hideous aberrations of the Clans Moulder. These twin-headed titans lurch between bouts of low cunning and bestial rage. Surrounded by clouds of mutagenic fog, they lumber forth with an ungainly but definite purpose. Hooked flails drag their prey closer, bathing them in warpflame or vivisecting them with swift knife arms.

Doom-Flayers were originally designed as mining devices, but now they trundle behind massed formations of Clanrats and Stormvermin, their operators impatiently revving the warp-engine. Eventually their destructive urges overtake them and they gun the acceleration to churn a great furrow forward through the earth.

Krittok Foulblade is canny and cruel in equal measure, with a profound instinct for where his minions' deaths can best serve him. This same cold and calculating mindset is extended by the Clawlord to his dealings with his daemon-blade Doomfang, for the raging Verminlord trapped within its steel must be bargained with constantly if its powers are to bolster Krittok's own warrior abilities.

Rat Ogors are rabid war-mutants created by grafting nimble Skaven to the muscled bulk of ogorkind through strange flesh-crafting, sorcery and infusing them with warpstone shards. These misbegotten warriors are then pumped full of all manner of toxic serums designed to magnify both their regenerative properties and their natural frenzy.

Stormvermin are easily identifiable by their relative bulk and aura of malice. Hand-picked from the most promising spawn of the litter – usually due to devouring many of their brood-mates – they are subjected to especially brutal training regimes by their Clawlords. This results in soldiers who are able to fight with a degree of precision and focus uncommon to their kin.

Vizzik Skour was created in the apocalyptic fires of the Vermindoom, and has the distinction of being the chief priest of the Horned Rat, Lord of the Gnaw, and master of the mind-shattering death frenzy. The force of this daemon's diabolical zeal is enough to crack the land and drive Skaven swarms into a frothing frenzy.

A Warp-Grinder is an arcane reality-boring machine. Manoeuvred by straining thralls and operated by Warlocks who have taken their obsession with undermining their foes to terrifying extremes, these bulky constructs project powerful – if erratic – blasts of energy to open gnawholes, and tunnel into vulnerable regions of a battlefield to allow screeching warrior swarms to set upon enemies from quarters unforeseen.

Warpspark Weapon Batteries are members of the Clans Skryre, who often go to war unnoticed among hordes of slavering Clanrats. When the time is right, they reveal themselves, unleashing their bizarre but mighty machines on an unsuspecting foe. Whether through a hail of bullets, gouts of eerie warpflame, or bolts of warp lightning, they reap a deadly harvest for the glory of the Horned Rat.

Seraphon Skinks are small, agile, intelligent creatures bred by the Old Ones from the giant amphibious creatures of the Lustrian Swamps. The Skinks have a natural affinity to water, and can swim swiftly through the jungle swamps and rivers, often staying submerged for up to an hour before launching an ambush and melting back into the jungle.

Warhammer Skinks are perfectly suited as disruption units in a Warhammer Lizardmen army and are great at taking down monsters. Their poisoned weapons (always wound on a six no matter opponents toughness) makes them perfect for taking on giants and other high toughness monsters, giants dying particularly easily as they have no armour. Armed with blowpipes, it will be easier for them to fulfil this role, thanks to an increased range. You can also use them to form a skirmish screen to protect more expensive foot troops from missile fire. In this role they are best armed with javelin and shield to give them an armour save and taken in units of ten which provides adequate numbers without taking up too much space.

This boxed set contains 24 multi-part plastic Seraphon Skinks, which can either be assembled with blow pipes or spears, and includes the options for a Champion.

From the blood-soaked wilds of the Mortal Realms, they come, the merciless reavers of the Darkoath. Counted among the dreaded Slaves to Darkness, these fearsome human tribes have sworn vows of carnage and butchery beneath the gaze of their malevolent gods, and they will fulfil them at any cost – for if they fail, their souls are forfeit. Descendants of those unfortunate humans left behind when Sigmar retreated behind the Gates of Azyr, the Darkoath entered into pacts with the deities of ruin to endure the unendurable. As merciless as they are proud, they launch raids from their Chaos-corrupted homelands, fulfilling oaths of slaughter and vengeance.

The Brands are regarded as an especially ruthless tribe of Darkoath warriors. To command such esteem demands malign strength and scant pity. Gunnar Brand and his Oathbound are champions of just such fell calibre. They seek to earn the strength offered by the Dark Gods in the traditional manner of Darkoath warlords – by swearing to complete the most gruelling and bloody-minded of deeds in their name.

The Darkoath prize speed and agility above all in their light cavalry. Fellriders are mounted daredevils, outflanking their foes on lightning-swift and aggressive mounts, riddling their ranks with volleys of javelins before charging in to deal the killing blow.

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