I’ve been tidying up my room in preparation for moving out. Actually, by tidying I mean throwing stuff out. I’m a hoarder of stuff, so I was quite heartless for once, and now I’ve filled five bin bags of stuff and there seems to have been bugger all difference. Oh well. But I digress from the thing I was meant to be ranting about.
I dug out a copy of Warhammer Fantasy Role Playing (or such), which I’ve had stashed in a box for about ten years. When I was at high school I really enjoyed Warhammer 40,000, which for the uninitiated is a futuristic table top war game. Mainly I enjoyed the painting and modelling stuff (I like to think I got quite good at it), but I was utter rubbish at the game. I am so not General material. I also liked the look of role playing games, but unfortunately never managed to get enough people together when at high school to give it a shot. I liked the detailed background descriptions, the maps, teh mysteries, and so on.
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