In The Grim Dark Tabletop
My brother has finally worn me down (and a tax return didn’t hurt) into buying into this Warhammer thing. Lemme tell you, it’s dark. Super, duper dark. Of all the different little plastic figures representing aliens and humans and monsters, none of them have a brighter side to look on. Things are bleak. You’d think that magic psychic space elves would have a few things to smile about but no. There are no smiles allowed.
