Foul Blightspawn

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*Wee-Woo Wee-Woo Wee-Woo Wee-Woo Wee-Woo Wee-Woo!* Papa Nurgle's personal Firemen are here to combat the dangerous spread of Eazy Off Balm and its ilk!

Another Death Guard unit with a pretentiously obnoxious name. Seriously GW, you are trying way too hard right now. The Foul Blightspawn are the elite of Plague Marines which serve within the Death Guard and its affiliates.

They are sometimes known as Nurglite Firemen due to their... unique looking weapon that looks more like a fire hose the anything else. You would seriously expect a group of these guys driving inside a Nurglite Fire Truck and spewing their rotting ichor against the dreaded horror that is, the Emperor's Personal Cleaning Products and Agents.

Overview[edit]

The Foul Blightspawn's breath rattles through pus-slick tubes as he cranks the rusted handle of his fire hose malignant churn, bellows wheezing and plague slop roiling in the incubatum upon his back. Usually most foes stare in bewilderment at this strange performance. Although the smartest ones usually opt for higher ground so they can take advantage over the weapon's short range whilst the dumbasses charge towards the Blightspawn like fucking idiots.

Foul Blightspawn rise from the Plague Marine ranks, typically those warriors who feel joy in watching their victims suffer ELATED! in the grip of Nurgle’s plagues. Cruelty festers in their souls, manifesting itself in ever more grotesque physical degeneration. One of their many mutations sees their eyes dribble from their sockets as black slime, leaving the Blightspawn to ‘see’ in shades of warp energy. Their mouths twist into fanged, puckered spouts, and a wretched stench seeps from their pores, so foul that it causes even Plague Marines to balk. All the while, forbidden secrets of Nurgle’s plaguecraft form in the Blightspawns’ minds, compelling them toward alchemy and the creation of disease.

When such manifestations occur, the new Blightspawn is sent to the disease factories of the Plague Planet. The foul gears and pistons of the machinery are forcibly driven into his guts, and an incubator is sutured to his armor, never to be removed. On the Plague Planet the Foul Blightspawn gather to learn from the eldest and foulest of their number, beings so bloated with corruption that they have taken root amidst the factories like obscene toxic fungi, akin hilariously enough to those of the Snotrooms of Ork ecology. When the Foul Blightspawn rejoin their warbands, they bring their new alchemical lore with them. Inside their incubators are batches of their latest, finest work, ready to be unleashed or further refined by the Biologus Putrifiers.

Forces of the Death Guard
Leaders: Chaos Lord - Daemon Prince - Sorcerer - Chaos Champion
Malignant Plaguecaster - Plague Surgeon - Tallymen
Troops: Biologus Putrifier - Blightlord Terminator - Chaos Spawn - Deathshroud
Foul Blightspawn - Noxious Blightbringer - Plague Marines - Possessed
Vehicles: Chaos Land Raider - Helbrute - Plaguereaper - Predator - Rhino
Flyers: Storm Eagle - Stormbird - Thunderhawk
Daemon
Engines:
Blight Drone - Defiler - Foetid Bloat-Drone
Myphitic Blight-Hauler - Plague Hulk - Plagueburst Crawler
Daemons: Beast of Nurgle - Nurgling - Plaguebearer
Auxiliaries: Cultists - Pestigors - Plague Zombie - Poxwalkers
Allies: Chaos Daemons - Chaos Space Marines