Welcome to the Cardiff Dice Studz Wargaming Club, where epic battles are fought, snacks are consumed, and social skills are nonexistent! Picture it: a bunch of wide eyed- outsiders enthusiastically huddled around tables dressed like they just escaped from a bombed ALDI.

You’ve got Doug, who thinks he’s a general but really just plays with dice like it’s some form of advanced calculus, then there’s Mike who’s surprisingly too good at painting miniature armies. Of course, he acts all humble about it, but we all know he’s secretly practicing in his basement like it’s some kind of medieval sweatshop for tiny dudes in armor. And don’t even get me started on Sid; he’s so enthusiastic about his navy of gnomes and fairies that I half expect him to start crying when their ships start sinking.

If you’re lucky, you’ll witness the epic showdown between the guy who forgot to bring his miniatures and had to improvise with LEGO figures and the member who in forty years has not painted a single mini.

In this hallowed battleground of cardboard cutouts and shattered dreams, we don’t just game; we game with the fervor of a thousand urgent bathroom breaks during a three-hour marathon of our favorite series of Robotwars. So grab your dice, roll them like your future depends on it—because let’s be honest, it kinda does—and prepare yourself for a night of strategic genius, snack-fueled rants, and arguments so intense they should be televised.

Welcome to the Club! Cardiff Dice Studz. Join us, help us! Now, who’s up for some nachos?

Club night Friday

Venue: Cardiff’s Firestorm Games, South Wales, Disunited Kingdom.