Return of reckoning

Total War: Warhammer I RoR[]

The Empire

Regiments of Renown added with The Grim and the Grave DLC.

  • Hammer of the Witches (Great Cannon)
  • The Sunmaker (Helstorm Rocket Battery)
  • The Royal Altdorf Gryphites (Demigryph Knights)
  • Zintler’s Reiksguard (Reiksguard)
  • Sigmar’s Sons (Swordsmen)
  • The Silver Bullets (Handgunners)
  • Stirland’s Revenge (Free Company Militia)
  • The Tattersouls (Flagellants)
  • Templehof Luminark (Luminark of Hysh)


Regiments of Renown added with The King and the Warlord DLC:

  • Gob-Lobber (Grudge Thrower)
  • Dragonback Slayers (Slayers)
  • Ekrund Miners (Miners — Blasting Charges)
  • Norgrimlings Ironbreakers (Ironbreakers)
  • The Skolder Guard (Irondrakes)
  • The Grumbling Guard (Longbeards — Great Weapons)
  • Peak Gate Guard (Hammerers)
  • Ulthar’s Raiders (Rangers — Great Weapons)
  • Warriors of Dragonfire Pass (Dwarf Warriors)
  • Skyhammer (Gyrobomber)


Regiments of Renown added with The King and the Warlord DLC:

  • Broken Tusks Mob (Orc Boar Boy Big ‘Uns)
  • Da Eight Peak Loonies (Night Goblin — Fanatics)
  • Da Rusty Arrers (Night Goblin Archers)
  • Da Warlord’s Boyz (Night Goblins)
  • Deff Creepers (Forest Goblin Spider Rider Archers)
  • Durkit’s Squigs (Night Goblin Squig Hoppers)
  • Hammer of Gork (Goblin Rock Lobber)
  • Krimson Killerz (Black Orcs)
  • Mogrubb’s Mangy Marauders (Goblin Wolf Archers)
  • Moon-howlers (Goblin Wolf Riders)
  • The Arachnarok Queen (Arachnarok Spider)
  • Teef Robbers (Goblin Wolf Chariot)

Vampire Counts

Regiments of Renown added with The Grim and the Grave DLC.

  • The Chillgheists (Hexwraiths)
  • Verek’s Reavers (Black Knights — Lances & Barding)
  • The Feasters in the Dusk (Crypt Ghouls)
  • The Konigstein Stalkers (Skeleton Warriors)
  • The Sternsmen (Grave Guard)
  • The Tithe (Zombies)
  • The Devils of Swartzhafen (Vargheists)
  • The Direpack (Dire Wolves)
  • The Claw of Nagash (Mortis Engine)

Warriors of Chaos

Regiments of Renown were added for free in the Foundation Update.

  • Mirror Guard (Chaos Warriors)
  • The Soul of Damnation (Hellcannon)
  • The Daemonspew (Forsaken)
  • Wyrd Spawn (Chaos Spawn)
  • Swords of Chaos (Chaos Knights)
  • Summoners of Rage (Dragon Ogres)


Regiments of Renown were added for free in the Foundation Update.

  • Destroyers of the Drakwald (Ungor Spearmen Herd — Shields)
  • Black-Horn’s Ravagers (Gor Herd — Shields)
  • Khorrok’s Manrippers (Bestigors)
  • The Eye of Morrslieb (Cygor)
  • Sons of Ghorros (Centigors — Great Weapons)
  • Butchers of Kalkengard (Minotaurs — Shields)

Wood Elves

Regiments of Renown were added for free in the Foundation Update.

  • Winterheart Guards (Eternal Guard — Shields)
  • Wild Hunters of Kurnous (Wild Riders — Shields)
  • Loec’s Tricksters (Wardancers — Asrai Spears)
  • Hawk-eyes of Drakira (Waywatchers)
  • Wardens of Cythral (Wildwood Rangers)
  • Firebark Elders (Treekin)


Regiments of Renown were added for free in the Foundation Update.

  • Beastslayers of Bastonne (Foot Squires)
  • The Holy Wardens of La Maisontaal (Battle Pilgrims)
  • The Companions of Quenelles (Questing Knights)
  • Knights of the Lionhearted (Knights of the Realm)
  • Defenders of the Fleur-de-lis (Knights Errant)
  • Wardens of Montfort (Mounted Yeoman Archers)


Added when Norsca was released:

  • The Cold-Voider (Frost-Wyrm) — reward for a monster hunt
  • The Great Mawherd of Bloodfjord (Feral Mammoth) — reward for a monster hunt
  • The Ice-Forged Legion — reward for reaching maximum allegiance with the Hound

Added in The Foundation Update for free:

  • Soulcrusher (War Mammoth)
  • Brutes of the Hound (Marauder Berserkers)
  • Beasts of Tashnar (Norscan Warhounds)
  • Mist Stalkers (Fimir Warriors)
  • Maws of Savagery (Skin Wolves — Armoured)
  • Icehorn Marauders (Marauders)

The Threat Within

Genestealers are the pioneers of Tyranid invasions, infecting human cultures and, over generations, turning them into mutant insurrectionists known as the Genestealer Cults. Blessed with alien cunning and strange “gifts”, these worshippers of the Tyranids bring entire worlds down from within, turning the implements they once used to build the Imperium to its ultimate ruin in carefully planned insurrections that see even the military might of the Astra Militarum humbled.

Genestealer Cult forces let you take command of an insurrection, combining a scrappy, rugged array of civilian vehicles and weapons with nifty alien tricks. Capable of pouncing on enemies from anywhere in hit-and-run attacks, Genestealer Cult armies boast versatile infantry and terrifying close-combat brutes. Rewarding to careful planners, Genestealer Cults allow you to punch way above your weight through sheer cunning, while for painters and collectors, the army offers a glimpse at the “ordinary” civilians of the 41st Millennium – give or take a few arms…

The Masque of Death

The Harlequins are an elite cadre of warrior-dancers who have escaped Slaanesh through the patronage of Cegorach, the mysterious Aeldari god of mischief. War to them is a careful ritual, a deadly dance prosecuted in the defence of the hidden places of the webway.

Playing the Harlequins is like choreographing a particularly deadly dance, as your specialist troops run rings around their sluggish enemies, devastating them up close and in melee. A small but focused roster of ultra-customisable units means your force won’t need many models to complete, while rich detail and lurid colour schemes offer hours of painting fun for each model. A Harlequin army is a deadly cast of characters, each playing their role to perfection – and leaving your enemies in shreds.

The Incorruptible

The Grey Knights are the Emperor’s Daemon hunters. They are a highly specialised Space Marine Chapter whose existence is known only to a privileged few, and whose deployment is the ultimate sanction against the powers of the warp. Based on the moon of Titan, shielded from detection by vast and sorcerous wards, they have their own fortress-monastery whose defences are all but impenetrable, and whose deep catacombs contain labyrinths of dark secrets and forbidden lore.

Silver-clad psychic templars, the Grey Knight are selfless warriors who risk all to hold back the threat of Humanity’s eternal damnation. Just as the battle-brothers of the Grey Knights are a superlative evolution of all that it means to be a Space Marine, so too does their Chapter Armoury contain some of the greatest war machines in the Imperium. While they excel in combat against the creatures of the warp, they will fight any enemy that threatens Humanity, even those from within the Imperium itself. Unleashing their psychic might, nothing can stand in their way.

High Elves

The High Elves are an ancient people with a history that spans millennia. While the ancestors of man were little more than cave-dwelling primitives, the Elves built magnificent cities of glittering silver and white marble on their island home of Ulthuan. Elven scholars and explorers were the first to chart the stars and sail the world’s oceans. The Elves were also the first race to mount an organized defense against the invading hordes of Chaos, beginning a war that continues to the present day

Early in their struggles against the Ruinous Powers, the Elves discovered that negative emotions such as fear, rage, jealousy and greed serve to fuel and strengthen the power of Chaos. Since that time, the High Elves have struggled to keep their intense passions tightly under control. Though intelligent and enlightened, all Elves have the capacity for savage violence.. In order to suppress this dangerous and unpredictable aspect of their psyche, the lords of Ulthuan continually strive to eliminate all extremes of emotion; in High Elf society, to surrender to anger or lust is to show weakness. As a result, the High Elves live by a strict regimen of rules and codes and embrace a way of life that emphasizes harmony, balance and inner peace.

Magic is the lifeblood of the High Elves. With millennia to hone their skills, it is little wonder that the Mages of Ulthuan are among the most powerful practitioners of magic in the world. Their thoughtful, meticulous approach to the study of combat, coupled with their patience and mental discipline makes the High Elves deadly fighters, as well. On the battlefield, High Elf swordsmen are graceful, lithe, and lethal when they detect a weakness in their adversaries.

The High Elves will need all of their wisdom and skill if they are to survive the Age of Reckoning. When Finubar, Phoenix King and ruler of Ulthuan, gathers his finest warriors and sets sail for the Old World to aid the beleaguered Empire, he is unaware that he and his allies are pawns in an elaborate plot designed to leave Ulthuan vulnerable to an invasion. As Finubar’s fleet of longships pass beyond the horizon, vast shadows fall across the island of Ulthuan. The skies are darkened by a great swarm of Black Arks laden with hateful Dark Elf warriors seeking to reclaim their ancestral home and destroy forever their despised cousins, the High Elves.

The Shining Guard

The Shining Guard is the elite band of warriors charged with the defense of Ulthuan when the Phoenix King takes the armies of the High Elves west to aid the Empire. Led by the renowned warrior Prince Tyrion, the Guard is a small but highly skillful fighting force. Prince Tyrion personally selects the High Elves who are elevated to the ranks of the Shining Guard from among the best and bravest of the citizen militia. These prestigious warriors stand as an example of the highest honor that a High Elf in the militia can hope to achieve.

When word reaches Prince Tyrion that a great Dark Elf invasion fleet is on its way to Ulthuan, he leads the Shining Guard north to the Blighted Isle, guessing that the enemy fleet will attempt its first landing there. Sure enough, the leading Black Ark of the fleet makes landfall on the northern coast of the Isle, and the Shining Guard meet the invaders head-on.

The noble warriors of the Shining Guard do not lack for courage or prowess on the field of battle, but the scale of the dark Elves’ invasion is massive. The situation seems hopeless, until word reaches Prince Tyrion that the Phoenix King is returning to Ulthuan with several legions of warriors. Now, the Guard must fight to stall the invaders and buy time for reinforcements to arrive.

Prince Tyrion knows that his casualties will be heavy, and his heart mourns for the brave soldiers that he will lose. For those who choose to fight in the face of such peril, however, there is great honor to be earned. Should the Shining Guard prevail and drive the vile Dark Elves from their home, they will be immortalized in songs and tales for centuries to come.


The Dwarfs are an ancient and industrious race that is long past its prime. Their once-great empire of Karak Ankor now lies in ruins and many of the Dwarfs mighty mountain holds have been abandoned or conquered by Orcs and Goblins, with whom the Dwarfs have warred for centuries. It is not uncommon to hear a Dwarf wistfully recall the great glories of the past, observing bitterly that nothing the Dwarfs do in this day and age can compare to the majesty of what once was.
An enormously proud people, the Dwarfs are quick to react to any slight, real or imagined, and remember any such infraction for years, even passing on the responsibility of vengeance to their heirs through their Books of Grudges. It is perhaps because of their obstinate pride that the Dwarfs refuse to openly admit that their culture is slowly creeping towards its nadir. Inwardly, however, they know that they are a doomed race. This gives them a uniquely dour outlook upon the world and perhaps explains their great fondness for drowning their sorrows in tankard after tankard of ale.
In fact, the only thing that the Dwarfs love more than a good mug of ale is gold. A Dwarf in the throes of goldlust is a thing to behold. The races legendary drive and stamina is brought into sharp relief when they are presented with the opportunity to acquire gold. As miners and experts on ore and metals, the Dwarfs are without peer. Items of Dwarven craftsmanship and engineering are the most valuable in all the world, revered even by the Elves.
The fates of the Dwarfs and men of the Empire are inextricably intertwined. Ever since the day Sigmar united the tribes of men in the defense of the Dwarfs at the Battle of Black Fire Pass, the stout warrior-folk have honored their oath to come to the aid of men in times of need. With the fate of the Empire now hanging in the balance, it seems that this old debt may soon come to call.

The Oathbearers

News of the fall of Karak Eight Peaks dealt a grievous blow to the pride of the Dwarfs. Thorgrim Grudgebearer, High King of the Dwarfs, faced not only a large enemy army preparing to march on his capital, but also a crisis of morale. Being a wise Dwarf, he knew that in order to withstand the coming attack, his subjects would need the proper motivation.
The High King went before all the gathered Dwarfs of Karaz-a-Karak and made a grand proclamation. The finest Runesmiths and Forgemasters in all the Worlds Edge Mountains would be gathered together to craft weapons of power rivaling those made by the ancestor smiths of old. The High King named these weapons Doomstrikers, for they would be the doom of the greenskins.
To ensure the quality of these mighty weapons, only the finest ores, gold and gems would be used in their making. To gather these precious resources, the Dwarfs would have to travel to some of the most dangerous places in the Old World. Only Dwarfs of exceptional skill and courage were fit for such a task, and so the High King decreed the founding of a new regiment, which he called the Oathbearers.
Such was the importance of their task, any Dwarf wishing to join the Oathbearers would be required to swear an oath to the High King himself. When the ranks of the new regiment were filled, the High King ordered his Oathbearers to venture out into the Old World and gather whatever materials the Forgemasters required.
As a reward for their bravery and dedication, the High King promised that when the Doomstrikers were finished, it would be the Oathbearers who carried them into battle at the head of the Dwarf army.

Horrors of the Warp

Nearly every sentient being has a psychic resonance with the warp – a terrifying realm where emotion takes form. Chaos Daemons are literally the nightmares of Humanity given flesh, immortal servants of the Chaos Gods imbued with all manner of fell power. Each Daemon is savagely strong, cunning, and often blessed with bizarre abilities that reflect their patron – from the head-claiming, horned legions of Khorne to the shimmering, magic-mastering hosts of Tzeentch.

Chaos Daemons are unlike any other army – instead of war machines or ranks of infantry, you’ll be fielding an army of eldritch nightmares and monsters. Focus your play style on your favourite Chaos God with an indomitable procession of Plaguebearers or a swift Slaaneshi strike force, or master the strengths of all four in a single, varied collection! Chaos Daemons are a savage close-combat army, using psychic powers and warpflame-spewing monstrosities to weaken the foe before tearing them apart with claw, blade and fang, capable of appearing almost anywhere they wish!

Raiders of Realspace

Sundered from the Aeldari in the harrowing events of the Fall, the Drukhari are sadistic corsairs for whom the universe is merely a plaything. Sustaining themselves through the suffering of living beings, Drukhari warbands strike forth from the hidden city of Commorragh in search of slaves, plunder, sport, and the chance to influence the Dark City’s labyrinthine and deadly politics. Murderous, swift, and utterly without mercy, they have been the ruin of countless worlds.

Drukhari armies are fast, lightly armoured raiding parties. Poison-slinging Kabalites mounted in incredibly fast transports offer fire support to gladiatorial Wyches and the hulking nightmares Haemonculus Covens, alongside esoteric and terrifying units like shadow-lurking Mandrakes and winged Scourges. Drukhari armies exchange durability for raw speed and attack power, allowing you to slay enemies before they’ve even had a chance to react. For hobbyists, you’ll have a stunning, diverse range of models to play with, paint, and convert – after all, as every Archon knows, variety (and suffering!) is the spice of life.


So named because of the color of their waxy skin, the greenskins are savagery personified. They are ill-tempered, primitive, and live only to fight. In the absence of another foe, greenskins will eventually turn on one another for want of violence. In their culture, might makes right and the weakest members of society are one false step away from being dinner.

The greenskins have no homeland to speak of. They capture other races’ settlements and then make those places their own, decorating them with tribal graffiti, wood, and scrap materials fashioned into crude symbols, and oftentimes, the bones of those they have slain. This leads to a very unique form of architecture that is distinctively ramshackle.

Periodically, a powerful Orc Warboss will unite the greenskin tribes into a single swarming mass called a «Waaagh!», named for the common greenskin battle-cry. In a Waaagh!, the greenskins unite into a stampede of frenzied Orcs, Goblins and Snotlings bent on destroying everything they encounter. Save for pure Chaos itself, there is no force in the Warhammer world as devastating as a Waaagh! set in motion.

At the onset of the new Age, the greenskins have been united by the Black Orc Warlord Grumlok and his diminutive counterpart, the Goblin Shaman Gazbag. Together, they have led their tribe, the Bloody Sun Boyz, to dominance. Now, they wage war upon the Dwarfs, guided by an unseen hand.


Orcs are the largest of the greenskin species. They are bigger, more aggressive, and more muscular than their smaller cousins, the Goblins, Hobgoblins, and tiny Snotlings. Orcs continue to grow throughout their lives and their skin darkens with age. The strongest and most powerful Orcs grow to become Black Orcs, marked by their increased size and darker skin.

Orcs are not bright by any means, but they do possess an animalistic awareness of social structure. They are bullies who impose their will on anyone they think is weaker than they. There is nothing an Orc loves more than to fight. If they lack other opponents, they will fight amongst themselves. Such battles are always bloody affairs, for Orcs are fearsome foes, even when wounded. They feel no pain and fear nothing.

An especially powerful Orc will rise to the top of his tribe by way of ruthless savagery and victory in personal combat. If he is able to defeat the current Warboss, he will assume that position. If he is especially strong-willed, the new Warboss may be able to lead the entire tribe into Waaagh! while still fending off challenges to his leadership from within.

Orcs fight with primitive weapons that are little more than big chunks of scrap metal. They give these weapons such descriptive names as «choppas», «bashas» and «smashas», and they wield them with brutal strength.


Goblins are considerably smaller than Orcs, but they compensate for this disadvantage with a feral cunning that their larger brethren lack. Goblins are constantly bullied and intimidated by the Orcs and this has caused them to evolve into sneaky and insidious creatures whose comical appearance belies their malicious intelligence. In many ways Goblins are the brains behind greenskin tribal society. Goblins frequently are the Shamans of their tribes and are often clever enough to use the leverage associated with this position to manipulate the larger but slower Orcs into doing their bidding.

Goblins are also the most adept of the greenskin races at using technology. Goblins build objects of simple, but effective design. As with all greenskin construction, machines and siege engines cobbled together by Goblins have a very primitive look, but a five-hundred-pound rock hurts just as much when its hurled through the air by a crudely-fashioned greenskin Rock Lobber as an ornate Dwarf Grudge Thrower.

Dawn of Waaagh!

Orks are hulking creatures quite literally born to fight, a deadly alien race that loves nothing more than a good scrap. Led into battle by hulking Warbosses, Ork hordes known as Waaaghs! leave utter ruin in their wake, as roiling, seemingly endless hordes of Boyz cause merry havoc with scavenged weapons and wargear. To the Orks, might makes right – and few are as mighty as they.

Ork armies are as diverse, punchy, and bonkers as Orks themselves! From the nigh-legendary “green tide” of choppy Boyz, to rumbling armoured columns, to Dread Mobs of clanking walkers, Ork armies are generally characterised by devastating (and inaccurate) firepower and bruising melee skills. Orks are wildly unpredictable to both you and your foe, ensuring no two games are the same and offering all sorts of hilarious moments, while for painters and collectors, the range is a playground for vivid paint jobs and crazy conversions.

The Golden Legion

10,000 years ago the Custodians were created by the Emperor as his companions and sworn bodyguards. While they were created to defend the Throne World, the Adeptus Custodes have recognised that the most effective way to safeguard Terra is to take a proactive hand in the ongoing battle against Mankind’s innumerable foes. Guided by psychic divination and the intelligence gathered by shadowy agents, they strike down demagogues and warlords who might otherwise raise invasion forces against the heart of the Imperium.

The Adeptus Custodes never exceed ten thousand warriors at any given time. Fortunately, a single Custodian Guard is the equal of entire regiments of any other soldier, meaning that you’ll triumph despite being constantly outnumbered in battle. Equipped with the finest wargear that the Imperium can provide, your forces will be able to wade into the enemy. As bolts thunder from the guns of their guardian spears, swords and axes, their gilded storm shields deflect shots and blades as they fight and slay the enemies of the Emperor.

Titanic Traitors

Traitors to the Imperium they once defended, the Chaos Knights are a twisted mirror of the Imperial Knights, oathed now to the Ruinous Powers and rewarded with fell gifts. Persecuting war with regal contempt from their titanic war machines, the Chaos Knights are an elite and terrifying brethren who bring worlds to ruin for glory, for their gods, or simply to follow twisted and insane codes of dark chivalry.

Chaos Knights armies consist of only a few models – two or three of these titanic terrors are easily a match for entire armies of lesser troops. Every Chaos Knight in your force will have a colossal impact, whether it’s a charging Knight Rampager smashing aside ranks of enemy infantry or a fast-moving War Dog peppering the foe from afar. Collecting Chaos Knights allows you to lavish attention on each stunning individual model, making for a small but impactful collection of models that are fantastic allies in any other Chaos army as well as a standalone force.


In the icy wastes north of Kislev dwell nomadic tribes of barbarians known throughout the Empire as the Northmen. Sometimes a powerful leader will arise among these savage humans, uniting the tribes into a great warhost that marches south toward Kislev and the Empire. At such times as this, the Northmen seek only bloodshed and conquest, for they are willing servants of the inscrutable Chaos gods.

The gods of Chaos are much more active in the lives of their worshipers than are the gods of other cultures. They reward their followers immediately when they are pleased, but are no less swift when demonstrating their displeasure with a devotee. A Chaos god can often show his favor by way of «marking» an individual with his symbol. This symbol bestows powers commensurate with the sphere of influence that the god controls. Further gifts and mutations are often bestowed if the god continues to be pleased with the works of his subject.

The most powerful and favored warriors among these human worshipers of Chaos are called Champions, and are exceptionally powerful in battle. Among them, strength is authority, and so these Champions are also the leaders among their people. Such creatures are so potent and so mutated they can scarcely be called human any longer. They tend to wield massive weapons that a normal man would struggle to lift, and are clad in Chaos Armor that is bound to their skin. These Champions of Chaos are among the most powerful and terrifying adversaries in all the world.

The Northmen that accompany their Champions into battle are called Marauders and often fight beside inhuman creatures such as the fearsome Beastmen. Sometimes they will even share the battlefield with creatures borne of pure Chaos energy: Daemons.

The Age of Reckoning is ushered in as a Warhost of the god Tzeentch, the Changer of Ways, marches on the Empire. Leading this terrifying army of evil is a powerful Champion named Tcharzanek.

The Raven Host

In the lands of the far north, where tribes of savage barbarians worship the abhorrent gods of Chaos, a new champion has risen. His name is heard on the howling of the icy winds and the shrill cries of ravens. It is proclaimed in peals of thunder and whispered in the nightmares of men. He is Tcharzanek, Chosen of Tzeentch, and he will shake the very foundations of the Old World.

His warhost is vast, and counted among its numbers are hundreds of tribes that he has conquered. They are joined by the supernatural servants of Chaos, such as the dreaded Firewyrms, and daemons, such as the ever-changing Horrors of Tzeentch. Many are the servants of the Champion, but among them all, the Raven Host is exalted. They are the deadliest, most potent and most ruthless of his warriors, fated to stand at the side of their dark master in the hour of his final victory over the Empire.

To be a member of the Raven Host is to commune with the essence of Tzeentch itself. Those who accept the gifts of The Changer of Ways are blessed with unimaginable power, and are forever changed. In the eyes of the Northmen, there is no greater honor, and each desires above all to prove his worth to the dark Champion and his Raven god.

It is to these most trusted warriors that the Champion will turn when the time comes to reveal the true nature of his attack upon the Empire.