Man, I wish it was September. While we've had a bit of a respite from the heat this past week, being only the start of June still, it'll come back, and with a vengeance. Not looking forward to that. What I am looking forward to are all the Privateer Press releases in September. There's Warmachine. There's Hordes. There's Monsterpocalypse (including <whoop! whoop! whoop!> Giant robot alert!). There's Riot Quest. Let's take a look.
The entity called Agathon has been transacting insidious arrangements with humans of western Immoren for centuries. Countless talented but impatient and greedy arcanists have been twisted to serve the Nonokrion Order as infernalists through the far-reaching schemes of Agathon. Though a creature of subtle power, will, and persuasion, Agathon is also a fierce battle master who takes delight in rendering lesser beings powerless and reminding them of their mortality. What those beings call magic is simple thought to Agathon, as reality bends and reshapes at a whim.
The Host of Archons is accepted as the manifestation of Morrow’s will on Caen, and their appearances are always momentous. Awe inspiring as they are, the sight of a Morrowan archon can chill the blood of even the most pious, as they herald events that are both terrifying and world changing. While most historical examples of archon manifestations have involved prophecy, they have also proven willing to wield their power directly in battle. Morrow’s archons represent hope but also underscore the potential doom awaiting humanity should this war against the darkness be lost.
Menoth is known by many names—the Lawgiver, the Lawbringer, the Creator of Man, the Hunter of the Wurm, Wallmaker, the Masked Giant. In the last few decades, Menoth has returned in force to Immoren, revealing his anger over neglect and igniting the fires of zealotry. Now Menoth has sent incarnations of divine power to fight in his stead. These figures appear amid shrouds of fire and auras of light to inspire soldiers of the Great Crusade and reassure them that they will not be abandoned in their hour of need.
Embodying the chaos of the natural world, of storm and volcano, of lightning, thunder, and flood, the Devourer Wurm also embodies predation and hunger—the need to kill and consume to survive. Primal archons are thought to be each a minor manifestation of the Wurm, sent from the hellish wilds of Urcaen. Not creatures of words or prophecy but rather of action and violence, primal archons leap into the fray as soon as they manifest on Caen.
Nothing demonstrates the military manufacturing capabilities of UberCorp International better than its gigantic weaponized hardware platforms, each customized to monstrous configurations. Gorghadratron brings the raw obliterating power of the so-called “Planet Eaters” to anyone with sufficient funds to commit to an exclusive purchaser’s license. Built with innovative polymers and alloys derived from recovered xenoexobiological materials, Gorghadratron is as durable as it is lethal, with longevity assured by the recommended 10-year UberCorp maintenance contract, purchased separately. UberCorp cannot be held responsible for any collateral damage incurred by overloading Gorghadratron’s reactors.
As merciless as she is beautiful as she is merciless as she is… You get the idea. The name Black Bella—aka the Duchess of Dread—strikes terror into the hearts of those who sail the high seas as well as those who hide from her on land. Woe betides he who gets between this pirate and her booty!
Once the leader of the infamous mercenary band, Boomholwer & Co., Greygore Boomhowler struck out as a solo act—no, like he actually struck out—until he found an instrument that truly spoke to him: a chain gun!
He’s small of stature and even lower of character, but Harlowe Holdemhigh always takes the high ground with his highway-harrying exploits! Armed with twin-magelock pistols, he’s the most notorious highwayman in the Iron Kingdoms [under 4' tall]!
A classic case of what happens when someone gets too into their work, Gorman the Mad hasn’t just taken things too far—he’s taken them beyond the point of getting them back. With his alchemical cannon full of corrosive ooze, no looter’s Riot Gear is safe when Gorman goes off the deep end in battle.
This wiz with a wrench has a place on your bench! As good at fixing things as she is at breaking them—you can see the advantage to that—Widget will leave your opponent asking where this angel got her wings. (Answer: She crafted them out of the sorry scraps of the last scavenger to get in her way.)