I’ve been assembling and priming the Dreadfleet ships this week. The rules seem fun and random, and the models are nifty and
OH MY GOD THE MOLD LINES, THE MOLD LINES THEY NEVER END
It’s not that they’re especially bad. It’s just that there are about a kilometer of them, and the masts and sails and bits are small and fiddly. I kid you not, I could use the scraped-off material and build a squad of Space Marines.
Now I’m done with all the ships and islands. And I realize that all the gaming aids need to be scraped as well.
At least I’ve got Jonathan’s son to entertain me. I’m prepping him for Golden Demon 2032.