The way of fire is nothing compared to the fluid power of metal!
Balthasar Gelt's research into new formulations of black powder even made him popular with the Imperial Engineers School, an organisation that often dismisses magic as superstitious nonsense. However, during these studies, a freak explosion almost ended Balthasar's quest for knowledge forever. Somehow he survived, and from that day on has only ever been seen swathed in shimmering, metallic robes and wearing a golden face mask. Some say that beneath his mask his skin has turned pure gold, while others whisper that he is horribly disfigured, though the truth of the matter is known only to Balthasar. One thing is certain: the accident only furthered his will to succeed, and this determination increased his power to new heights. After defeating Thyrus Gormann of the Bright Order in a ritual magic duel, Balthasar became Supreme Patriarch of the Colleges of Magic, replacing the long-standing prominence of Fire with that of Metal.
This unit has the following mount options
|Imperial Pegasus||The swiftest of mounts – whether on land or in the skies – pegasi hooves can smash a man’s head in with a single blow.|
|Warhorse||Descended from the wild ponies of Kislev, Imperial warhorses are suited to harsher climates.|
|Barded Warhorse||Smaller than their powerful Bretonnian equivalents, barding protects Imperial warhorses from blows that would otherwise fell these proud beasts.|
|Encourage||This unit provides a leadership bonus to nearby allies. Units within range of both the Lord's aura and an encouraging unit will receive the larger of the two bonuses.|
|Hide (forest)||This unit can hide in forests until enemy units get too close.|
A strong mind is needed to channel the Winds of Magic. Those that have such a gift become arcane conduits - funnelling the magical tempests to their cause.
|Stand Your Ground!||
On the battlefield, the craven's path is an easy one, but for those champions that choose to stand? Fortune will surely favour them and their troops.
|Hold the Line!||
Those in command of the ranks will issue their orders with a ferocious bark, expecting instant obeisance.
Armour is little defence against a skilled alchemist, under his command metal turns into an arcane lightning rod, attracting hostile magic.
The Wizard unleashes a hail of magical energy, transmuting his foes into Unliving golden statues.
|Gehenna's Golden Hounds||
Blowing on a glimmering golden whistle, the Wizard summons the spirit of Gehenna’s metal hounds to hunt down his prey.
The Alchemist conjures a gaudy cloak of shimmering scale to improve his allies’ defensive stance.
|Plague of Rust||
The enemy target's armour begins to rust, disappearing in clouds of tiny flakes and weakening his defensive abilities.
A spray of sizzling silver slivers rain from the sky to impale the caster's enemy.
|Transmutation of Lead||
The enemies’ weapons become heavy, cumbersome, and almost impossible to wield in battle.
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