The Harbinger of Disease guides their actions, blighting enemies with pus, pestilence, and scourge.
Plague Priests are the most degenerate ratmen of the Disciples of Decay, otherwise known as Clan Pestilens. They lead their foul brethren in the creation of new and virulent diseases - forever searching for the ultimate plague that can weaken all nations so that the Skaven can rise up and rule supreme. The Plague Priests claim the great Harbinger of Disease himself, the Horned Rat, grants them sorcerous powers to aid their unholy mission. Whether their arcane might is granted by a divine presence or from long study of the Book of Woe, there is no denying the noxious powers of the Plague Priests. Vomiting geysers of black death or cursing the enemy from afar so that he erupts with blistering boils. Plague Priests wield loathsome, but potent magics. When the outcome of a battle has particular importance to Clan Pestilens, the Plague Priest may even sanction the building of a great Plague Furnace to accompany the brotherhood on their divine mission to destroy all those who oppose them.
Melee Contact Effects
Plague Priest inflicts the following debuff when hitting an enemy.
Contaminated! (10 seconds)
- -10 Leadership
This unit has the following mount options
|Plague Furnace||This altar, ridden with disease, is a fitting pulpit from which the Plague Priests preach their words of poison and death.|
|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.|
"He who runs away lives to fight another day!" - so the foul, craven adage goes.
Some warriors care not for their own personal safety and so work themselves into a whirlwind of destruction and mindless violence!
Itchy, nasty buboes are spread as the spells of Plague are cast, infecting the enemy populace with sickness.
|Bless with Filth||
A foul mist wraps around the weapons of an allied pack, their blades dripping with noxious filth.
Like a pregnant boil bursting forth, the ground bursts open and pus-coated Plague Monks emerge to do battle at the verminous summoner’s bidding.
The Skaven utters a vile phrase and belches forth an impossibly foul cloud.
The caster unleashes a vile disease that scours the battlefield in search of victims to infect and instantly petrify.
Behold the Vermintide; the Wizard calls and the rats will answer!
Chanting passages from the Liber Bubonicus, the Wizard casts a hex of wasting and corrosion.
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