The Ironblaster is what happens when ogors decide that throwing rocks lacks ambition — a colossal cannon of looted iron and gnoblar tinkering, dragged into battle by a snorting rhinox. Belonging to the gunpowder-mad tribes of the Ogor Mawtribes, it is served by a leadbelcher and a scrabbling knot of gnoblars who ram home whatever fits the barrel: cannonballs, scrap iron, jagged rocks and the occasional unlucky grot. When it fires, the recoil nearly flattens the rhinox, and the resulting blast can punch clean through ranks of armoured knights or crack open a monster's hide. The gnoblars adore the Ironblaster with the fervour of a war-shrine, squabbling over the deadly honour of lighting the fuse. Loud, filthy and gloriously imprecise, it exists for one purpose: to knock over the biggest thing on the field so that the tribe can carve it up at leisure while it is still too stunned to object.
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