The Faceless Veil – Goblin Assassin Gang | Gangs Of New Gobbletown”

Welcome to the hushed arteries of New Gobbletown — the alleys where every lantern burns low and sound itself feels reluctant to linger. Beneath the smoke-stained bridges and forgotten cisterns, the Faceless Veil move. Not like a gang. Not like assassins. More like an infection that knows exactly which nerves to sever.

They are the children of erasure, inheritors of a discipline too clean for the chaos of street war and too cruel for the sanctity of the Crown. Where other gangs fight for turf, gold, or glory, the Veil pursue something colder: silence. They do not claim streets. They claim absence. A merchant district wakes one morning and finds three ledgers missing, four names scratched out, and a memory it can’t quite recall. That is the Veil’s handwriting.

They have no rallies, no bonfires, no loud declarations. Instead, they drip into the veins of the city: a mask glimpsed in a fogged window, a symbol in chalk that fades before sunrise, a story that no one can finish because the teller is gone. Their contracts are not written in coin but in whispers and debts — the kind of currency that stains deeper than blood.

And their masks — oh, their masks. Carved from greybone, kissed with glyphs, they are more than disguises. They are prisons and inheritances all at once. When a Veil falls, another inherits the face, along with the secrets baked into it. Some claim the masks breathe. Others say they weep when left alone too long. Either way, the Veil never remove them. Not in life. Not in death.

Ask the other gangs, and they’ll tell you the Veil aren’t fighters — not really. They’re editors. They cut lines. They trim endings. They erase the clutter. But every so often, when a Veil does draw steel, witnesses swear the air bends around them. Like the city itself wants them gone.

The brass call them myths. The gutters call them nightmares. The Veil? They call themselves nothing at all.

Because to name them is to remember them.
And to remember them is to risk being erased.

Print Info:
Scale: 32mm heroic scale | Bases: 25mm
Support: Pre-supported and clean-cut files included
Style: Sculpted clay-style with dramatic masks and sharp detail — optimized for striking tabletop presence and smooth painting

Perfect For:
️ Shadowy assassin cults and contract killers
️ Rival gangs, hidden cabals, or forgotten royal orders
️ Boss encounters where survival is less about the blade and more about being remembered
️ Players who crave intrigue, stealth, and paranoia at the table
️ Painters who love masks, cloaks, and eerie details that beg for contrast

“Close the book. Seal the mask. Let New Gobbletown whisper in fear — for the Faceless Veil are the editors of existence.”