Death Guard: Mortarion Daemon Primarch Of Nurgle (43-49) Titel:Default Title Each hurtling squig has a

Each hurtling squig has a cackling grot clinging to its back

These veterans of the 1st Company take to war propelled by jump packs and armed with the Chapter’s most ancient and revered melee weapons

the preternaturally skilled Bladelords present a swirling storm of blades to anyone foolish enough to engage these masters of the martial arts

Swampcalla Shamans are vile creatures

These sorcerers have an innate connection to the mire they inhabit

Death Guard: Mortarion Daemon Primarch Of Nurgle (43-49) Titel:Default Title Each hurtling squig has aFor ten thousand years Mortarion, Lord of the Death Guard, has crushed his enemies upon the field of battle. Surrounded by chittering Daemon mites, droning flies and noxious plague vapours, Mortarion swoops into battle on vast, creaking wings. the thudding beat of these foul pinions fills the enemy with crawling dread, even as they waft the reek of death across their lines. To even stand in the presence of the Death Lord is lethal, opponents choking