Massive, strong and looking for a fight, the Ironjawz rumble across the mortal realms smashing heads and kicking in teef wherever they pass.
Swapping a thick skull for a smaller brain, Orcs pack a great deal of bone, muscle and bloody-mindedness into a body no taller, but substantially broader, than a man's. Ranks and ranks of Orc Boyz is what an Orc and Goblin army is all about.
Huge, hulking brutes, much taller and broader than a man, the Ironjawz rumble across the mortal realms in search of a good scrap. To them, nothing is so pleasing as the sound of battle blades on metal, screams of the dying, the clamour and rattle of absolute violence is music to their ears.
Embrace the power of the Waaagh!
Sharing a bond that goes back to the Age of Myth, Bonesplitterz and war boars can often be found barrelling into the ranks of the foe at high speed, eager to be the first amongst them to spill blood. Specialising in hit-and-run attacks, they never linger where the enemy can strike back speed is of the essence.
Sometimes, orruks from the various clans in the mortal realms just sort of wander off. Often, they end up in a Gob Rukk of the Bonesplitterz; theyll abandon complexities of life like metal weapons and clothing, cover themselves in scrawled tattoos and lash together a basic flint spear.
Libro de 112 páginas en el que encontramos la información y perfiles de todas las miniaturas de esta facción Español. Tapa Balnda
Let loose the beasts of war!
Rabble-rousers of note in an entire clan of rabble-rousers, Warchanters will use anything nearby to hammer out the rhythm of war, a rhythm that thunders constantly within their tortured skulls.
Wildly unpredictable, savage, untamed and violent, Waaagh! magic cannot be controlled by anything with even a shred of sanity.
The biggest and therefore the best of the Ironjawz, the orruk Megabosses lead the Ironjaw warclans with a ramshackle unity, smashing and stomping and breaking and battering everything in reach.
Libro de 128 páginas en el que encontrar el trasfondo del más grande y violento de los clanes Orruk.
Lumbering, heavy-set creatures with furrowed brows and heavy armour, orruk Brutes are unconcerned with the complex things in life. Their minds are filled with one thing only - violence. Bigger and harder than most warriors of the mortal realms, Brutes fill out the warclans in a seemingly endless tide of green skin, angry shouting and tiny-minded aggression.
Strength calls out to strength, and orruk Ardboys are pretty strong. These hulks flock to the brawls of the Ironjawz, and are the only other orruks tolerated, revelling in the joyful noise and absolute smashment that their Waaagh! brings.
Enormous, foul-tempered porcine beasts of a strength and fury that even orruks respect, gruntas trample down all but the biggest foe, devouring the remains and noisily smashing apart everything in their path much to the vivid delight of the Ironjawz who bounce gleefully upon their somewhat interestingly-fragranced backs.
Orruk Megabosses are pretty killy its how they become as huge as they do, all that stompin causes them to grow and grow and grow until the power of the Waaagh! flows through them. But for some Megabosses, this isnt enough!
Nothing slaps a grin onto a greenskinz face like a good bit of smashing stuff up. Whether thuggish orruks or sneaky grots, drunken gargants or dumb-as-rock troggoths, all live for the day the Great Waaagh! is declared.
A Fanatic is a Grot bearing a ball and chain weapon so large that it would be impossible for him to pick it up in normal circumstances.
The Arachnarok Spiders are lumbering monsters of chitin and dripping fangs. They crawl forth from bone-filled pits, over the accumulated corpse mounds of the Grots offerings, ravaging any army they are sent against.
Clad in filthy cloaks, Moonclan Grots infest dank caves and subterranean lands. Screaming reedy prayers to the Bad Moon, they raid the kingdoms of the free peoples and Chaos alike.