Saurus

The Gods cultivated this race of reptilian warriors, although whether they created them entirely, or raised them up from some primordial life form of the jungles, is not clear. What is assured, however, is their role and function. In the prehistory of the world, a time before the coming of Elves or Dwarfs, it was the Saurus who pacified the lands, fighting great battles and exterminating entire species in accordance with the Old Ones' plans. Although unable to master more complicated devices, Saurus use simple weapons to devastating effect - wielding obsidian-tipped spears and heavy clubs spiked with jagged stones. Using their great strength, Saurus can leave the roads and hack through the dense jungles of Lustria using brute force alone. Saurus Warriors were designed by their gods - The Old Ones - to act as the main force to purge the world of all those races they deemed unworthy and not part of the Great Plan. Unlike other races, they don´t breed and are instead born through Spawning Pools, arcane instruments the Old Ones constructed to create the different races that make up the Lizardmen. They lack the individuality that warmblooded races crave and are designed for the sole purpose of war. Whereas Skinks or Kroxigors are the workers and craftmen, Saurus only know war. In peace, they roam the forests and caverns around their temple cities, forever vigilant, for they know that the forces of the ruinous powers rarely sleep. Saurus are 8-foot tall beings, naturally shielded by their scaly skin. Instead of blades or swords of metal, they wield maces made from Obsidian and stone that most men could not lift - though they are capable of ripping their enemies apart with their claws and teeth. Some Saurus wear shields though their bodies themselves are created for war - so even unshielded, unprotected Saurus are quite sturdy. In the times before the Great Catastrophe which led Chaos into the world, they led campaigns all over the world eradicating lesser races whose names have long been forgotten. Though today their numbers are far too few to take up with their numberless enemies - be it the forces of Chaos, the ruinous Ungrel or the ever warring Greenskins. Though however great their task may be, the Saurus follow their leaders into battle without question or complain, for they know their place in the Great Plan and would never dare to question the will of the Old Ones.