Heroscape Unpainted

For millennia, the planet Grut was a wild, untamed wilderness. But millennia are meaningless in the Battle of All Time.

Seemingly capable of convincing even the most devoted crew to turn pirate and fight with newfound ferocity, the Crimson Widow is counted among the best captains to have ever lived.

In his Wellspring poison-induced madness, the Valkyrie General Ullar has grown paranoid and violent.

COBRA seeks world domination; and when put to the test, any world will do. Now loose on Valhalla, hordes of COBRA Troopers swarm the beaten grass and choppy air to follow the lead of their high command.

This new battlefield may not be their home, but the rank-and-file troops of G.I. JOE won’t let that stop them from joining the fight on the side of justice.

On Earth, G.I. JOE is the codename of a highly trained covert special missions force. Their enemy: COBRA, a terrorist organization bent on ruling the world!

Money and guns, knives and tactics—there are many weapons of war. G.I. JOE and COBRA alike bring their favored methods of controlling the battlefield with them from Earth.

The great dragons of Icaria are revered as majestic, regal, or even godly. Their princelings… less so.

The wizards of Arboreas are not a monolith. Each seeks to refine their power and connection to the natural world, but their methods could not be more diverse.

Peace is but a dream on the remote planet of Valhalla. The mighty Valkyrie generals lead warring factions into a new age of battle. The Valkyrie summon their hardened heroes and new champions from distant worlds into the fight.

From the moment she claimed her Wellspring and rose to power, Volarak knew that in a land controlled by winged Kyrie, air power would be crucial. Her mechanized air force engages the enemy from above and rapidly deploys strike teams to the front lines.

The wellsprings of Valhalla, a resource long warred over by the powerful Valkyrie. Upon the discovery of a wellspring the spark of battle is sure to follow. A group of rogues plan a deadly ambush.

After untold ages adrift in space nurturing the faintest of embers, the Hellforge blazes once more, and Mandukor must feed it, devouring anything and everything in the path of its inexorable advance!

The vorids are a people of small stature, but enormous of imagination. Their capacity for invention nearly outstrips their ability to control the machines they devise. But as the Imperator always says; what’s the harm in raising a little Kayne?

Shaken by the peace summit’s collapse, Jandar sent his trusted knights to lock down his borders and ensure no such incidents could occur on his land.

Bound and pledged to Maladrix, their queen, the legionnaires and phalanx of the insectoid Skyodyre have been given a new chance to defend their honor.

In the moment before she succumbed to her injuries, the soft, rasping voice of Revna called the queen of the Skyodyre to a different fate.

Revna has risen. As the other Valkyrie scramble to unearth her secrets, she remains one step ahead, looming in the shadows.

Above the clash of summoned creatures on the ground below, the wings of Valhalla’s native Kyrie Warriors beat alongside the drums of war.

To call Scavorith a “killing machine” would be a disservice to the passion with which he wages war. Finding himself in Valhalla with so many new targets, the Eisenek Lord surges across the battlefield, reveling in ruination.

Valhalla's untamed wilds are filled with mystery and magic. Every foreign wizard pulled from a distant world adds to the arcane power building behind the veil of trees.

The seemingly sudden rise of the new Valkyrie general Volarak and the rampant industrial might she commands has changed the course of the war. What her forces may lack in numbers, they more than make up in ingenuity and panache.

From the hopeless and lost to the vengeful dead, those with nothing left arrive on Revna’s doorstep in search of a future. Many become her Acolytes, bound by their oaths to rise from death each time they fall.

The endless wars that rage across the land and skies of Valhalla have sent ripples deep into the planet’s enigmatic and dangerous seas.