Age of Sigmar: Realms of Ruin

An Elite Ranged unit, soaring through the battlefield upon Discs of Tzeentch while loosing arrows of fate at their foes. Skyfires are blessed with glimpses of things that may be but are cursed to never speak those visions. It is no wonder how their bolts find their way into the weakest parts of their foes in battle, however.

Speeding blurs that leave shimmering trails of change-magics in the air behind them. They act as debilitating Assault units who eat away at their enemies’ minds with awful shrieks before swooping in and ripping them apart. The blade-bodied hurricane that is an attacking Screamer shoal leaves even the largest creatures in fear of them.

Gibbering nonsense with lunatic energy, Pink Horrors of Tzeentch whirl and flail flames across the battlefield. Should they be slain, they split in twain to form two Blue Horrors of Tzeentch who are as resentful and bitter as their pink cousins are gleeful and capricious. They spew azure flames from their fingertips and, should they be slain too, they groan and burst into a pair of Brimstone Horrors of Tzeentch. These vindictive imps seek only to leap upon foes and scorch, torch, and explode their adversaries into oblivion.

Zealous human worshippers of the Change God and a deadly Assault unit. The Kairic Acolytes have made dire sacrifices for the promise of knowledge and power, spending decades becoming worthy enough to attempt the Kairic Test of Nine. They walk amongst the unsuspecting, remaining covert, waiting patiently until the correct time to strike.