Buboes, phlegm, blood and guts! Boils, bogeys, rot and pus! Blisters, fevers, weeping sores! From your wounds the fester pours!

Nurgle is the Chaos God of disease, decay, despair, destruction, death and rebirth in the world of Warhammer.

He is the oldest of the Chaos Gods, as death and decay is as old as existence. He was brought into existence due to humanity's fear of mortality, aging and disease.

BUT! rebirth is also part of his domain. After all, what is rot but another form of life?

While the other major Chaos Gods care little about their followers, Nurgle shows a rare faith and love towards those who follow him, hence the name Grandfather Nurgle. His followers often consist of the downtrodden and those with nothing else to live for.

Those who embrace his gifts of sickness out of their own will are granted crazy resistance against pain and sickness. In combat, they can survive most wounds, and even getting close enough to a true devotee can cause the assailant to contract one of his deadly gifts.

I like Nurgle because he's just so happy.