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Tales from the Manhole Cover

My first encounter with fantasy gaming was at school, when young boys who should not have been handling lead brought in Citadel figures and at lunch played out battles with few if any rules, knocking one model over with another to represent combat, and using the patterns on inspection covers around the school grounds as a game board.

There was something epic about their inspection-cover battlefields. Formed in grids and diamonds, monolithic chessboards of the combatants’ young gods, and sometimes in irregular shapes, crowded archipelagos of iron islands rising from a sea of dust.