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Halo: Flashpoint is the tactical miniatures game for two players. Begin your journey in the War Games combat arena as a Spartan fireteam commander, bringing a range of classic Halo weapons and game modes to life on your tabletop. Discover an exciting game that's easy to learn, challenging to master, and rewards cool thinking under fire!

Celebrating over 10 years of Alien Frontiers, Alien Frontiers Edition X offers the quintessential experience of this beloved dice-placement game.

This giant-sized, 273-card expansion for Marvel Champions: The Card Game centers on the members of S.H.I.E.L.D., a transnational intelligence agency, as they work to keep the world safe. This time, however, the threat comes from within their own ranks!Someone at the highest level of S.H.I.E.L.D. has been secretly aiding the mad scientists of A.I.M., and it's up to you to expose them.

Crossbows & Catapults: Fortress War is a restoration of Crossbows and Catapults, the 1983 classic game of kinetic warfare. Each player builds their castle, then players take turns using their weapons to fire discs at their opponent's castle, trying to knock over their warrior figures.

Thanquol is fuelled by an addiction to warpstone and delusional self-confidence, remarkable even for a Skaven. While most of his plans go awry, he has become a master at spinning disasters to his advantage – as well as obliterating the bodies and minds of naysayers with powerful spellcraft. Thanquol is accompanied at all times by a colossal Rat Ogor that he calls Boneripper.

Rat Ogors are rabid war-mutants created by grafting nimble Skaven to the muscled bulk of ogorkind through strange flesh-crafting, sorcery and infusing them with warpstone shards. These misbegotten warriors are then pumped full of all manner of toxic serums designed to magnify both their regenerative properties and their natural frenzy.

Master Moulders are experts in stitching muscle and flesh into new forms, and using warpstone to trigger mutations that twist mortal corpus beyond recognition. They take warped pride in the monsters they have brought into unholy life and consider the battlefield successes of these creatures to be their own.

The diabolical Skaven go to war in vast swarms, accompanied by monstrous mutants, unstable superweapons, and unnatural beings bestowed by their loathsome god. The combined clans strike out in endless multitudes to annihilate their enemies.

AI Space Puzzle is a co-operative board game in which most players take on the role of people who have been evacuated from Earth on spaceships and one player performs as a distressed AI that has partially malfunctioned. Its task is to help passengers during this difficult journey, and to do so it must try to create an effective communication system so that the passengers can be directed to...

Your friend’s mysterious disappearance results in the discovery of an unusual item, leading you to embark on a journey through time and memory. In this narrative puzzle adventure, an intimate coming-of-age story is told through an object that serves as a tarot deck, a puzzle game, and a work of art. You will need to manipulate cards, find hidden messages, and solve logic and word problems in...

Diplomacy, the classic boardgame of pure negotiation.

Recollect the images from your childhood. All the exciting books, graphic novels and movies full of tireless discoverers and travelers, surprisingly lethal archeologists, secret agents, or crocodile hunters. Now grab your cards and use them to form a unique expedition to find legendary treasures! So, where’s the catch? The heroes we’re talking about are close to immortal – whatever happened...

Brood Terrors are among the most hideous aberrations of the Clans Moulder. These twin-headed titans lurch between bouts of low cunning and bestial rage. Surrounded by clouds of mutagenic fog, they lumber forth with an ungainly but definite purpose. Hooked flails drag their prey closer, bathing them in warpflame or vivisecting them with swift knife arms.

Warlock Galvaneers are connoisseurs of electrically charged annihilation. These twitchy maniacs are obsessed with channelling the voltaic energies that course through the veins of the Dark Innovator. Wielding battery-powered warpvolt obliterators, they scamper into the fray, their weapons spitting crackling arcs of warp-corrupted lightning that scorch flesh and turn even heavily armoured foes...

Krittok Foulblade is canny and cruel in equal measure, with a profound instinct for where his minions' deaths can best serve him. This same cold and calculating mindset is extended by the Clawlord to his dealings with his daemon-blade Doomfang, for the raging Verminlord trapped within its steel must be bargained with constantly if its powers are to bolster Krittok's own warrior abilities.

An Arch-Warlock crouches at the head of every Skryre clan. They are masters of lethal science, and they have personally overseen the creation of all manner of temperamental, but utterly deadly, techno-arcane superweapons. An Arch-Warlock's mind is a thing of whirring brass gears, constantly churning out new schematics of death.

The Acolyte Globadiers of the Clans Skryre are a step above the thrall-rats that toil on the production lines or serve as fodder for weapons testing. They are tinkers, miners, and munitionists, who constantly scheme in hopes of attaining the status of Warlock – a fact which sees their masters hurl them into battle carrying fragile spheres of volatile toxic gas, the better to thin out any future...

A Warp-Grinder is an arcane reality-boring machine. Manoeuvred by straining thralls and operated by Warlocks who have taken their obsession with undermining their foes to terrifying extremes, these bulky constructs project powerful – if erratic – blasts of energy to open gnawholes, and tunnel into vulnerable regions of a battlefield to allow screeching warrior swarms to set upon enemies from...

Doom-Flayers were originally designed as mining devices, but now they trundle behind massed formations of Clanrats and Stormvermin, their operators impatiently revving the warp-engine. Eventually their destructive urges overtake them and they gun the acceleration to churn a great furrow forward through the earth.

Stormvermin are easily identifiable by their relative bulk and aura of malice. Hand-picked from the most promising spawn of the litter – usually due to devouring many of their brood-mates – they are subjected to especially brutal training regimes by their Clawlords. This results in soldiers who are able to fight with a degree of precision and focus uncommon to their kin.