When Chaos drowned the Mortal Realms in the Age of Chaos, the God-King Sigmar withdrew behind the gates of Azyr and set about forging a weapon that could win the realms back. That weapon was not a blade but an army: the Stormcast Eternals, mortal champions plucked from the moment of their deaths and remade upon the Anvil of Apotheosis into something greater than human. Clad in sigmarite plate and wreathed in celestial lightning, they returned to the realms in a single apocalyptic storm that broke the long night and began the Age of Sigmar.
Each Stormcast is a paradox: an immortal soldier built from a mortal soul. When one falls in battle, their soul streaks back to Azyr as a bolt of lightning to be reforged and sent out again. But the Anvil takes as it gives. With every reforging something human is burned away (a memory of a childhood home, the sound of a spouse's laugh, the taste of bread) until some Stormcast wonder whether the person Sigmar chose still exists inside the war machine he made of them. This slow erosion, known and unspoken, is the great tragedy at the heart of the Stormhosts.
The Stormcast are organized into Stormhosts, vast brotherhoods with their own heraldries, temperaments, and scars. They fight wherever the God-King's storm is needed: seizing realmgates, raising Stormkeeps over reclaimed cities, and standing as the shining wall between civilization and the things that howl beyond it. To the free peoples they are living legends; to their enemies they are the lightning that answers every atrocity.
Yet for all their glory, the Stormcast Eternals remain Sigmar's great gamble: an army whose souls are spent like coin against eternity. Every victory is paid for in pieces of the people they used to be, and the question that shadows every Stormhost is whether there will be anything left of them when the war is finally won.
Units
AnnihilatorsElite · InfantryMeteoric shock troops in the heaviest sigmarite ever forged, hurled from the sky to land amid the foe like falling comets.
EvocatorsElite · InfantryWarrior-mages of the Sacrosanct Chambers whose tempest blades crackle with celestial lightning as they chant storms into being mid-charge.
FulminatorsCavalry · Monstrous CavalryDracothian Guard lancers who ride storm-breathing dracoths, their glaivewrath lances hitting with the shattering force of a falling mountain.
JudicatorsBattleline · InfantryThe storm's answer at range: archers whose skybolt arrows crack like thunder and never seem to miss what Sigmar has marked.
LiberatorsBattleline · InfantryThe shield-wall of the Stormhosts: sigmarite-clad warriors whose hammers and interlocked defenses hold the line in every reclaimed city and realmgate warzone.
PraetorsElite · InfantryHonour-bound bodyguards who stand between their commanders and death, wielding great sigmarite blades with peerless, watchful discipline.
ProsecutorsScout · Winged InfantryWinged heralds of the storm who ride the gales on wings of crackling light, striking deep behind enemy lines.
RetributorsElite · InfantryPaladins in the heaviest sigmarite who swing two-handed lightning hammers, tearing loose screaming celestial beasts with every earth-shaking blow.
SequitorsBattleline · InfantrySacrosanct warriors whose stormsmite mauls and greatmaces blaze with banished magic, their faith itself a shield against the sorceries of the dead.
Stormdrake GuardCavalry · Monstrous CavalryStormcast knights sworn to draconith war-drakes: thunder given scales and lance, the most awesome sight in Sigmar's arsenal.
Vanguard-RaptorsScout · InfantryDeadeye marksmen of the Vanguard chambers whose longstrike crossbows pick apart warlords and war-engines from impossible range.
VindictorsBattleline · InfantrySpear-armed phalanx troops of the Stormhosts, holding foes at bay behind a bristling wall of stormspears and tower shields.
Characters
Astreia SolbrightThe Aurora's HeraldA luminous storm-mage who rides a gryph-charger into the heart of the enemy's sorcery, unravelling their spells before turning the lightning back upon them.
Aventis FirestrikeThe Fire-ForgedA storm-mage who rules the burning half of Hammerhal, wielding celestial lightning and comet-fire from the back of a soaring Tauralon.
Gardus Steel SoulThe Steel SoulThe saint of the Stormhosts: a healer who became a warrior and kept his soul intact where thousands have lost theirs, faithful unto the last.
Ionus CryptbornThe Bones of the First StormOne of the first souls ever reforged, a grim death-priest who carries the relics of the fallen and calls the storm's healing lightning down upon the dying.
Neave BlacktalonThe Whirlwind AxeSigmar's assassin: a wind-fast huntress of warlords and champions whose twin axes arrive before the sound of her coming.
Vandus HammerhandFirst of the StormcastThe first soul ever reforged and the first hammer of the God-King's storm: a herdsman who became the living symbol of Sigmar's war.
YndrastaThe Celestial SpearSigmar's own monster-slayer: a winged demigoddess reforged by the God-King's hand to hunt the greatest beasts of the Mortal Realms.
Subfactions
Anvils of the HeldenhammerGrim, black-armoured Stormcast drawn from souls of an older, darker age. The Anvils fight with funereal patience and a closeness to death that unsettles even their allies, for many of them were dead long before Sigmar's storm found them.
Celestial VindicatorsForged from souls who died with vengeance unfinished, the turquoise-clad Celestial Vindicators are the most ferocious of the Stormhosts. They fight with a fury barely contained by discipline, hunting the servants of Chaos with the hunger of those who lost everything to them.
Hallowed KnightsThe faithful given form: every Hallowed Knight was a mortal who called on Sigmar's name with their dying breath. Silver-armoured and serene, they are the Stormhost most beloved by the common folk, and the most determined to remember the humanity they were forged from.
Hammers of SigmarThe First Stormhost, golden exemplars of the God-King's will and the most celebrated of all Stormcast brotherhoods. Where the Hammers of Sigmar march, the free peoples see the storm itself given form, and the Hammers carry the weight of being legends who are never allowed to fail.
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