Something called them to this. Not greed. Not survival instinct. Something older, stranger, and harder to name. The Relic Bitten move through ruins the way a man moves through a house he grew up in, finding what others miss, drawn to caches and wreckage as if the ruins owe them something.
The Blacksmith opens what should stay locked, his hands knowing the difference between salvage and ruin.
The Doom Hunter does not guess. He tracks, he waits, and when he fires it is because he has already decided how this ends.
The Knight carries the ghost of an order that fell apart, still searching for something to prove it meant something. They may not find what they are looking for. They will find everything else.
Includes the Blacksmith, Doom Hunter, and Knight minis with all weapon and hand options. Comes unpainted.
