The games we play are war. I push models around a table hoping they live through every encounter. They usually don't, under my command. Even when I win fights, the death toll is higher than I expect. Whether it is a Deathwing Terminator, Striking Scorpion or lowly guardsman, each model represents a soldier, some one's son, or daughter, brother or sister. So today, all I ask is if you must put your armies to the field. Please. Save a life. For all life is precious.
Except for those damned termagants. Blast their freaking heads off.......
Happy Memorial Day!
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