The Anvils of the Heldenhammer were forged from souls Sigmar reached back through ages to claim — warriors of kingdoms long fallen to dust, some already dead and entombed when the lightning found them. That distant provenance marks the whole host. Where other Stormhosts blaze, the Anvils toll like a funeral bell, advancing in black sigmarite beneath a cold and patient discipline that unsettles the very allies they bleed to protect.
They are masters of the night attack and the graveyard vigil, and they wage war with a strange intimacy toward death, treating the Reforging not as a horror to be dreaded but as an old companion already met. Their star-priests read the constellations of Shyish and time their strikes to the turning of the heavens, and an Anvils host will wait without complaint through a whole season of siege for the single hour the stars deem right.
This closeness to endings lends them a rare steadiness among the Stormcast Eternals, for they have less left to lose than most, and know it. Free-city folk make wards against them even as they cheer their arrival, for the Anvils bring salvation with the manner of undertakers — thorough, unhurried, and unmistakably at home among the dead.
Stormcast Eternals
Order of battle
The Anvils of the Heldenhammer field the units of the Stormcast Eternals — a detachment from the roster:
Kindred formations
Other Stormcast Eternals formations
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.