Of the Great Clans, none has bent the under-empire's course so decisively as Clan Skryre, for it was Skryre that first learned to harness warpstone not as sacrament but as fuel. Its warlock engineers are the priesthood of the machine — half-blind savants swaddled in crackling apparatus, lungs seared by warp-vapours, sanity long since traded for the secret of a brighter spark. To such a mind there is no problem, whether a wall or a rival or a realm, that cannot be solved by pointing sufficient voltage at it.
The clan's true empire, however, is commerce. From its workshop-warrens pour warpfire throwers, poisoned-wind mortars, and lightning cannons, sold at ruinous prices to any warlord who can pay in warp-tokens or slaves. Every device is a gamble that as often detonates in its operator's paws as it obliterates the foe — a flaw the salesrats present as proof of raw power. The most apocalyptic engines never reach the market at all; those the Arch-Warlocks hoard against the day a single doomsday weapon might purchase a seat on the Council of Thirteen. For all their genius, they serve the same god of ruin as their kin, and their science is merely treachery in a brass casing — each breakthrough stolen from a murdered mentor, each grand demonstration doubling as a threat.
Skaven
Order of battle
The Clan Skryre field the units of the Skaven — a detachment from the roster:
Kindred formations
Other Skaven formations
Clan EshinThe clan of shadows — assassins, spies, and gutter runners schooled in silent murder and hired out to the highest bidder. Eshin's killers answer only to their own inscrutable masters, and the mere rumor of their involvement has ended Council feuds before they began.
Clan MoulderThe flesh-shapers of skavendom, whose packmasters and master moulders knead muscle, warpstone, and screaming vermin into living weapons. From their flesh-pit laboratories come giant rats, rat ogors, and stranger things, sold by the cage-load to the rest of the under-empire.
Clan PestilensFanatical plague-priests who worship the Great Horned Rat as the Great Corruptor and labor to smother the realms beneath the Great Plagues. Their frothing congregations of plague monks march behind censers of billowing filth, spreading contagion as weapon, sacrament, and prayer in one.