‘Twas the night before sixth ed

Midnight release at Realm of Legends for sixth edition. In a panic I forgot all about it.

Thankfully, Maria of Realm of Legends was able to get me onto the list of pre-orders.

I’m really, really excited about this release. Fifth edition was okay, but I think sixth will bring back a bit of balance. The rumours floating around the place are apparently true, however, I’m still waiting for the new rules to confim what the internet “knows”.

Some of the Melbourne tourny scene guys are losing the plot, saying they want to play fifth edition. I guess the same thing happened when eighth edition hit the shelves. Some of the hardcore went to Warmachine and the community continued on. Read into that what you will.

I leave you with this thought from the Michigan 40K blog.

Twas the night before 6th ed, when all through the house
Not a Army was built, not even Grey Knights.
The receipts were stored in the wallets with care,
In hopes that their pre-orders soon would be there.

The gamers were nestled all snug in their chairs,
While visions of grim dark danced in their heads.
With wives in their beds, and GF’s at home,
They sighed at our sight and settled for a nap.

When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter,
They sprang from their chair to see what was the matter.
Away to the window they flew like a flash,
Tore open the shutters and threw up the sash.

The moon shown on the lawns below
Gave the lustre of mid-day to objects below.
When, what to my wondering eyes should appear,
But my bros in a car shouting “Midnight release is here”.

With a designated driver, so lively and quick,
I knew in a moment we would need to be quick.
More rapid than orks with RPJ,
We whooped and whistled, and WAAGGHHEEDD, to all those that were near.

“Now Smurfs’s! now, Bluies! now, Space Elves and Greenies!
On, Robbits! On, Bugs!, on Demons and Sisters!
To the top of the pile! to the top of the tier!
Now dash away! Dash away! You will be cheese by this fall!”

As dry leaves that before the wild hurricane fly,
When meet with an obstacle, the gamers did cry.
So to the internet the gamers did fly,
With a hardback rulebook, and a new sprue or two.

And then, in the night, The forums did fly
as new ideas blew the roof sky high.
As I grabbed my keyboard, and began to type,
The doomsaying began to abound.

From Australia to America the cries could be read,
with threats of fire turning the books to soot.
A bundle of armys on ebay were found,
And it looked like mechdar was leaving the pack.

But amongst this chaos, the mods blew a whistle,
And told people to chill before closing the threads.
But I heard them exclaim, before the hammer did fall,
“Chill the hell out and play some 6th first”