Stormcast Eternals

Just as the lightning shatters the oak to leave a pillar of flame in its wake, Aventis Firestrike is not only the stormbolt, but its burning aftermath, His power over the magic of the realms comes from a glowing coal of anger deep within his chest, which his many acolytes say is the source of his famously foul temper. When the Shyish necroquake cascased across reality he convinced his kindred spirit, the Tauralon Loithar, to return with him to his homeland; since then Aventis has won such acclaim that Sigmar has sworn him the Magister of Hammerhal.

Aggressive and bold, there is no foe the Fulminators dare not charge. A surge of celestial energy builds before the ground-shaking impetus of their onset, a crackling war-cloud that travels like a bow wave before their lowered stormstrike glaives. They are the tip of the Dracothian Guard spear, and they clear a path for all who follow.

The eyes of an Evocator in full battle rage flash with sparks, and veins of lightning glow beneath his skin – the same energy that plays over his tempest blade and stormstave as he advances, arcing outward to ground nearby. These bursts are deadly, and can blacken and scorch anyone nearby if not channeled carefully and consciously – when channeled in this way, however, this energy can be used to empower the Evocators’ fellow Stormcast Eternals with Azyrite energy. The most battle-hungry Evocators ride on massive creatures both saurian and feline in aspect, known as Dracolines. These creatures carry a buildup of magic that can be released in a great scorching blast when pouncing upon their prey; combined with their heart-stopping roar, this makes an Evocator and his mount capable of felling a mournfang with such force its fellows will flee in mortal panic.

The herald of the Stormhosts, an avenging angel clutching a glittering starblade that can carve a swathe through the hardiest of foes, the Knight-Azyros wields another, far more potent weapon. He carries a celestial beacon, a lantern radiating the searing light of the heavens, a light that falls upon the forces of Chaos as a sea of torment far more painful than those twisted agonies the Dark Gods gleefully conceive. Wherever this light shines, so might Sigmar cast his divine bolts more easily – the Knight-Azyros is the tip of the spear, bringing glorious illumination to those places thought lost to infinite corruption.

Watching over their Stormcast brothers with the guiding light of their warding lanterns spilling a glorious, warm glow over everything nearby, the Lord-Castellants are masters of defensive warfare. The purifying aura of their golden light shields and heals wounded Stormcast Eternals with celestial energy, while their loyal gryph-hound shreds the flesh of any evildoers unfortunate enough to get too close.

Even amongst the gloried ranks of the Stormcast Eternals and the star-born hierarchy of the Children of Dracothion, only the mightiest and noblest are chosen to lead an Extremis Chamber. So infused with celestial power are the Lord-Celestant and Stardrake that they radiate azure energies. The power of the stars themselves is theirs to command…