Man, I was pretty set on doing a Word Bearers army to compliment my undivided Chaos Daemons army, but the more I read into this Iron Warriors short story in Fateweaver (and so far, the only GOOD short story in that collection), the more I’m thinking of doing Iron Warriors instead.
I’m twenty-four years old and a cum laude graduate of Chicago’s top Catholic university. I live with a beautiful, tall, Amazonian woman who is my fiance. I pay my own bills, drive my own car, and work my own job. I’m (almost) responsible, (generally) likable, and can dress myself. I am, for all intents and purposes, mature.
And I’m playing the newest Pokemon game and giggling like an absolute imbecile.
You win this round, Nintendo.
So many new Chaos Daemons to build and paint, so little time…