[Tournament Report] Molten Crown V | Five Curses and Spite
... live in each gnome, this truth can't be ignored... Oh, hello. Didn't see you there. Come in, come in. Sorry about the mess. We're still unpacking, you know how it is. Just step around those, and this, and... is that tenth edition Warhammer 40,000? Oh, just chuck that out. We're not even using it any more. But as the door closes, there's one last chance to get my fingers crushed and my ass smacked on the way into the sunlit uplands of eleventh edition Warhammer 40,000. Molten Crown V ended up landing on the very day of release and as such became a farewell-to-hams kind of event where one was encouraged to get a bit silly. Which is why I spent June jamming with Cursed Legion. Hack, chop, rip, tear, bzaat where necessary, repeat until the job is done. Having refined this concept on the battlefields of Rhisga over the last three weeks I was convinced of its potential. It has chunky scoring presence (Wraiths, allegedly Big Skorpekhs), ranged threats (Doomsday Ark,...
