The lists are in for the Bristol GT Super-Major, and with 321 players in the hall, we have got ourselves a real super weekend coming up. This is not one of those events where the faction breakdown tells you everything immediately. There is no single army looming over the field like a final boss. There is no obvious "well, everyone brought that" pick (If you count the fact that the defilers are different flavours) Instead, we see some rogue choices and surprising choices, shaping up for a...

There is a certain kind of Ork player who wins by making the game look inevitable. Not inevitable in the boring sense. Not in the “I brought the broken thing and rolled hot” sense (Im looking at you, buggy spam from editions past). I mean the Ork kind of inevitable: pressure arriving from too many angles, more attacks than fit in a reasonable dice roll, mid-board space disappearing, and the opponent slowly realising that every safe place on the table was only safe last turn. That is the story...

There are tournaments, and then there are UKTC weekends. You feel it before the doors even open. The buzz of hundreds of players arriving with cases, display boards, team shirts, new armies, old grudges and weekend-long ambitions. The tables are set. The terrain is ready. The pairings are live. The room is buzzing. That is the thing about a UKTC event: it takes the same excitement as local events and turns it up to the next level. More Than a Tournament UKTC events have become a cornerstone...