‘It’s weird seeing them out in the streets, Ferals still wearing whatever rags they had before everything went to shit. Makes you remember that they were people once, something more than the crazed things they are now.’

Before the bombs dropped, most people were simply doing their best to ignore the impending doom brought on by the war. They dressed in the trappings of a normal life, their sunday best, work uniform, whatever kept the days rolling by. When a wave of nuclear radiation washed by, and their minds began to vanish as quickly as the world around them - the only scraps of their identities left were the clothes on their backs. Everything else is a faded memory, hidden behind an unquenchable, unknowable rage.

Contents:

6x Civilian Feral Ghouls
6x Plastic Bases

Please Note:

Miniatures are supplied unpainted and some assembly will be required.