Blades of Khorne – Warscrolls

Ferocity made flesh and blood, Scyla Anfingrimm is a terrifying foe who knows nothing of fear or mercy. His monstrous strength is such that he can tear a Dracoth in two, and sorcery can gain no purchase upon his form, for his collar radiates Khorne’s hatred.

Already a terrifying opponent in their own right, a Khornate lord astride a Juggernaut is an unstoppable force of destruction. Foes are crushed or hacked apart in seconds, while the sheer momentum of their ruinous steed draws their warriors howling in their wake.

The war cry of the Skullmaster rings out over the thunderous hoofbeats of its ironclad steed moments before it slams into the foe with titanic force. Armour buckles, flesh tears, bones shatter and blood falls like rain as the Herald exults in the carnage.

Following the Vermindoom, Korghos Khul passed into the mists of blood-soaked myth. Not even his own followers truly knew what had become of their warlord, for those who fought alongside him in that last battle against the Hammers of Sigmar were consumed by apocalyptic fires. And yet legend tells that Khul endures. As the Hour of Ruin descended he was remade as a Daemon Prince of Khorne – a slaughterous demigod empowered by the howls of the faithful. He is cruel conquest and massacre made flesh, and wherever he roams, empires burn.

Warlord of the legendary Goretide, Korghos Khul is rightly feared across the Mortal Realms. His campaigns of conquest have earned him many boons from Khorne – principal amongst them an axe capable of ripping open the skin of reality, and the enormous Flesh Hound known as Grizzlemaw that fights by his side. Khul, though, is more than a mere butcher. He has turned his horde of cannibals and killers into a true army – still driven by a need to slaughter, but also able to heed both his commands and those of his favoured generals.

In battle, Skarr Bloodwrath is a terrifying maelstrom of carnage. The Bloodstorm Blades whip around him like extensions of his furious will, and even should he fall, he rises again from the spilt blood of his victims, his axes held ready for vengeance.

The greatest of the Blood God’s mortal warlords are the Mighty Lords of Khorne. These hulking figures feast on violence and bloodshed, charging into battle at the head of their berserk warriors. Many of these arch-slaughterers have sworn an oath to drown Ghyran in blood. Each swipe of their daemonic axes tears at the realm’s integrity, allowing Khorne’s fury to spill through the breaches.

To incur Valkia’s wrath is to invite death. She streaks down from the skies like a bolt of crimson lightning, driving her spear with such force that she impales multiple foes in a spectacularly gruesome fashion. With her comes the Blood God’s judgement, for wherever Valkia goes, the eye of Khorne follows.

Some of Khorne’s daemons develop an obsession with bone-shattering cavalry combat. Riding into battle atop smoke-belching Juggernauts, they call themselves Bloodcrushers, and it is a name well earned. Rather than winding through the trees of the Everspring Swathe, they simply bulldoze a path forward, driving the panicked survivors of their rampage onto the axes of their Khornate kin.

Even amongst the pitiless hordes of the Goretide, the Bloodreavers led by Garrek Gorebeard are known for their cruelty and deranged ferocity. It is said that Garrek personally guts and skins any of his warriors who fail to take a worthy trophy in battle.

Dromm, Wounder of Worlds, Slaughterpriest of Great Khorne, seeks to commit the ultimate act of violence in the name of his murderous god. With his cursed axe he would carve open the realms themselves, causing the lands to shudder and writhe in agony. Together known as the Gorechosen of Dromm, the Skullgrinder Herax and the muscle- bound Gorehulk accompany the self-proclaimed Wounder of Worlds on his deranged quest to mutilate the realms, slaughtering anything that gets in their way.