The Forlorn Hope

Here are 35 bases of assorted human militia and zombies to represent the desperate defenders and the vengeful dead possessed by the unquenchable wrath of the Adeptus Iratus. It is their psychic cry of fear, desperation and loyalty that summon the Adeptus Iratus from their eternal battle in the Warp.

The figures are a mash up of bits from the Cadian Shocktroops, Vampire Kingdom's Zombie Regiment, Empire Great Swords, Space Marine Scouts, Empire Archers, Empire State Troops, Catachan Jungle Fighters, Empire Flagellants and Space Wolves' Pack. 

The bases are from Heresy Miniatures with clipped up chunks of City of Death Walkways and my usual mix of grit and sand applied over a textured layer of 10 Second No More Nails.

The Gathering Storm

This is the blog for my latest project, a 1750pt Adeptus Iratus Army for Warhammer 40k. I want to create a force to represent the "Angry Marines"; an army of cartoonishly over powered Space Marines. 


Having read the Chaos Daemon Codex, I have settled upon the following for my Army List:


For HQs I want Sgt Indignatus and Cpl Commotus; counting as Bloodthirsters with Death Strike, Unholy Might and Blessing of the Blood God.


For Heavy Support I want Brother Ultorius, Brother Furibundus and Brother Venator; counting as Daemon Princes with Daemonic Flight, Iron Hide, Unholy Might, Mark of Khorne, Death Strike and Blessing of the Blood God.   


For Troops I plan to create 35 bases of human rabble; counting as Nurglings. These are the desperate human civilians and militia whose psychic cry has summoned the Adeptus Iratus from the Warp. The Rabble can the be divided into between 4 and 6 units.


Death Strike (Adeptus Iratus Bolt Pistols) is working out quite expensive; costing 100pts across the entire force. If it proves ineffective, I might drop it for another 7 bases of Nurglings/Rabble.

When the cities are on fire with the burning flesh of men, just remember that death is not the end

When a Space Marine dies in battle, his unquenchable rage may live on in the Warp; locked in immortal combat with Daemons.

The despair, anger and loyalty of an Imperial City under attack from mankind’s foes can act as a psychic beacon, summoning these vengeful shades back into the material world. 

When they arrive, their incandescent anger infuses the forlorn defenders, rallying them to unleash unbending fury upon the invading foe.

Released and incarnate, the Adeptus Iratus spearhead a nigh unstoppable rampage of death and destruction.