Did you ever stop to think that the hobby you love (and sometimes hate) depends entirely on rolling a small pile of cubes?
We spend hundreds of hours every year (or maybe every month) involved in our 40K life. Did you ever stop to think that the hobby you love (and sometimes hate) depends entirely on rolling a small pile of cubes?
“It’s a Dice Game…”
I will never forget the quote of a seasoned player that I heard in my early days of gaming; “it’s a dice game.” Those words didn’t mean that much at the time, but how profound they would turn out to be. Think about it. All of the time and money you invest. The friends you have met. The places you have traveled. Then you realize the foundation of the hobby that sometimes consumes your life is a small six-sided object. I find it incredibly ironic that we spend much of our lives planning, working, saving; trying to minimize the random nature of life itself (unless you believe in fate/destiny). Yet, when it comes to the time we invest in our hobby, we willingly accept the randomness of the result of rolling those ubiquitous dice.
The point of stating the obvious you might ask? Think about all the time and effort we put into list building, learning the rules, and trying to create some advantage over our opponents; literally dozens of hours for one game or tournament. We listen to podcasts and read blogs trying to wring out a single drop of wisdom from other experienced gamers. We then read our own codices again and again, trying to find that hidden gem that will be the key to victory. What do we do next? This is the part that makes me laugh hysterically; mostly at myself!
Do you ever think about the random nature of our hobby?