This my dear fellows is a window into the addled mind of one unfortunate enough to have developed an addiction for the curious substance known as Warpstone. Those afflicted with such a debilitating condition tend to scurry about, sometimes on all fours, in search of cheese or bread crumbs. They slowly descend from humanity and give into their more rodent-like instincts, causing them to - Oh who am I kidding, you're not here for that!
I'm Johnny and may this serve as a guide through my various adventures both mundane and fantastic as I wade through the turbulent waters that is Warhammer Fantasy Battles. Armed with dice and a suitcase full of Rat-men, I take on all manner of foe - and watch helplessly as they tear me limb from limb (sad face) But all is not lost! There shall come a day when this rat stands atop the heap, flag in hand and head held high! Soon...
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