GOSE'DUR: A WARHAMMER FURY OF FORGED BLOOD

The maimed plains of Acheron quiver beneath the marching hooves of Gose'dur's legions. These are no ordinary troops, forged in the fiery heart warhammer gosedjur of a volcano, their flesh fused into steel by the ancient power that drives them. Horrors of unimaginable shape and size crawl across the landscape, leaving a trail of ruin in their wake.