Warpgnaw Verminlord
Warpgnaw Verminlords possess the unique ability to bore gnawholes through reality using their dark magic. Hated and envied in equal measure by their daemonic peers, these secretive beings lead Skaven swarms to invade the Mortal Realms wherever it suits their agendas.

Classic Verminlord
Verminlord Warbringers embody the Horned Rat’s desire for carnage, his hunger to sweep away all that stands proud and replace it with shattered ruins through which rodents swarm.

Deathmaster Snikch
Deathmasters are singularly adept killers. Skulking unseen amid the melee, they wait for their target to leave themselves exposed before striking with great acrobatic ferocity.

Warlord Spinetail
Clawlords expend the lives of their underlings freely, safe in the knowledge that there are always more where they came from. The wisest among them also make sure they always have an escape route – even if they must cut through enemies and allies alike in the process.

Plaguelord Nurglitch
Frothing, fanatical, and riddled with foulness, the Clans Pestilens are the most zealous of all Skaven. They venerate corruption as an end in itself, invoking sacred and reality-rotting diseases to achieve their apocalyptic aims.

Skweel Gnawtooth
Packmasters never miss an opportunity to remind others of the command they hold over their bestial swarms. They use pain and terror to drive enthralled beasts into a battle frenzy.

Queek Headtaker
Clawlords expend the lives of their underlings freely, safe in the knowledge that there are always more where they came from. The wisest among them also make sure they always have an escape route – even if they must cut through enemies and allies alike in the process.

Tretch Craventail
The Skaven and duardin are ancient enemies, often thrust into conflict in the subterranean lairs they both favour. Both sides have good reason to hold grudges against the other.

Lord Skrolk
Plague Monks form the foetid congregations of the Clans Pestilens. Clad in fly-eaten robes and carrying all manner of strange religious paraphernalia and relics, they surge forward like a mouldering landslide.

Throt the Unclean
Master Moulders are disturbing creatures indeed, both in body and in psyche. Swollen with transplanted muscle, limbs, and sometimes even heads, they take to the battlefield to claim new test subjects or else observe their latest creations at war, watching the destruction their swarms wreak with profound self-satisfaction.

Ikit Claw
The Arch-Warlocks are the masters of the various schools of lethal science practised by the Clans Skryre. They have personally overseen the creation of all manner of temperamental, but utterly deadly, techno-arcane superweapons.
