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Warhammer The Old World Hobby Review - The Old World Builder .com Old-world-builder.com Home Screen PROLOGUE Gildoren arrived late, but packing his usual sanguine swagger, a visible breeze of smugness preceding his golden slippers like a herald of sweet cologne and unresolved daddy issues. His entrance sucked the mirth out of the inn like a tax inspector at a wedding. The Fat Dwarf looked up from his tankard, a foamy monument to neglect, and glanced toward The Tabletop Hobbit. Not a flicker of recognition danced across the halfling’s face. He was too busy staring into the middle distance, knuckle-deep in a nostril excavation project of staggering ambition. “Good evening,” declared Gildoren, sliding onto a dainty little stool with the poise of someone who alphabetises their battle plans. “Well,” rumbled the dwarf, shifting his weight to ensure his signature eyebrow raise got the full theatrical arc, “that remains tae be seen..” “Erm.. When do we get pudding?” asked the hobbit, his voice...

  Warhammer Hobby Review - White Dwarf #518 (Nov 2025) 50 Years of Games Workshop A warm, well-made tribute to Games Workshop’s 50 years, White Dwarf #518 shines as a collector’s piece but stops short of the big, show-stopping impact of past milestone issues. Prologue Gildoren sauntered down his winding stairs with all the urgency of a treeman on holiday. The distant boom boom boom had grown more frenzied, accompanied by harsh squeals and muffled shrieks that pierced the cold morning air. Still, Gildoren’s expression suggested he was at worst mildly inconvenienced, and at best contemplating a nap. Reaching the door, he turned the key, only for the door to explode inward before he’d even withdrawn it. It slammed into the wall with such force that Gildoren made a mental note to pretend it had always been cracked like that. Framed in the morning mist stood the steaming silhouette of the Tabletop Hobbit. Before Gildoren could muster an excuse, apology, or even a greeting, the diminuti...