Tomb Kings Skeleton Chariots, thundering across the sands, leave trails of ancient curses in their wake. Skeletal steeds, their bones gleaming in the desert sun, pull chariots adorned with macabre finery. Driven by undead charioteers with hollow sockets for eyes, these bone-crafted war machines charge with relentless fury. The wheels, spiked and etched with necrotic runes, grind through the battlefield, crushing all in their path. A symphony of rattling bones and eerie whispers accompanies their charge, striking fear into the hearts of the living. These unholy chariots, guided by the undying, are a relentless force of doom, an embodiment of death’s unyielding pursuit.