How’s that for a new year’s welcome! You’re back, and so are we! Happy 2013. I had planned world’s dullest new year’s blog post (just to prove to the High Elf pansies that we differentiate ourselves out of choice). But then.. I had not expected the attack from the evil toasters that tried to annihilate the entire population… of my army box!
Greetings, loyal readers of this wonderful Furnace of Arcane Delights! My name is Dimetrius, new contributor to this blog.
That Khaine-accursed degenerate spawn of Nagaroth Daeron and that beer-soaked hairy-beyond-reason good for nothing stump of a Dwarf Dourin were gracious enough to offer me a little spot on this blog in order to share my perspective on that loveable pastime we call Warhammer.
As my history will once be the subject of school books, I decided to give our readers a head start by going over a few moments in my limited, and yet not so brief history with Warhammer. We mark this era as the time when 6th ed Warhammer Fantasy Battles was brand new.
The bad start
It sounds like a familiar story: people get gripped by the game, buy a few items, and a few setbacks in the game or the financial demands people’s interest dies out. I started in a similar fashion. I made the call to start my own army, whilst being on a limited budget. With the BRB and the army book, I hit a phenomenal cost before even acquiring my first model. The financial drain slowed my acquisition of my army. The picture on the right shows my army after three months into the hobby.
The financial weight of the hobby drove me to perfectionism: waste was unaffordable so my aims became unrealistically high. After a year, I had an army background, colour scheme, painting techniques, character names… and painted only 4 models total. I hadn’t played the game once, as I lacked the models. And slowly, the hobby was being pushed into the background.
When more players found their way to us (Hey Dourin! *wave*), we grouped up weekly for the game. Practical and financial challenges were looming about to put a stop to our youthful enthusiasm but with our superior minds, we outwitted those challenges! Behold below, the mighty sprues from which we made armies of legendary power!
We printed out 20mm and 25mm bases, cutting out units in the desired formations. With a brand new 2000 points army costing only a few cents, we had the means to play the game. We even nicked chalks and borrowed tables from the classrooms to draw the battlefields. Gnarled woods, rivers, ponds, world’s tallest mountains and world’s deepest chasm: we had it all with the twist of a crayon! And the armies were easy to transport too, right between the army book’s pages.
It was awesome for the game… and awful for the hobby. Slowly, we acquired our armies and got into the game properly, up until our graduation.
Graduation took us different ways for a while, but we found our way back. The past taught me some pitfalls of the hobby so I came prepared. I made a financial plan and manage the hobby around “1 hour per evening, during weeks”. I have plans for terrain, models, extras, always keeping it focused around a strict time frame and regulated budget.
Long story short: I’m back! Better than ever. And this time, I will be taking prisoners. For the altars of Khaine!