Aaron "Lenoon" Bowen

The Horus Heresy team present some weird choices and surprises to spring on the dastardly traitors/deluded loyalists next time you're hitting the table

We're back! The weather outside is pretty terrible, we're ruled over by genetically engineered brains in bomb-proof bunkers, our new amphibian allies are not so friendly and our best friend is a lobotomised drone living in a glass house....

Slightly out of the (very cold) blue, we have a new round of Errata, Fixes and FAQs for the Horus Heresy. Four available books got at least some changes, and in some cases quite major changes that could shake up the game, especially at the standard 3,000 point mark.

The Astra Militarum novels are the Black Library's proving ground, where writers new to the Black Library get their first shot at a full length novel. There's been dozens of novels in the Astra Militarum series going all the...

One year after he crowned himself Emperor of France, Napoleon stood looking out over the Pratzen Heights. The next day he would fight one of the greatest victories of his career - Austerlitz. What was running through his head,...

This issue of Goonhammer Reads Science fiction, we're talking about the ray guns, aliens, flying saucers and walking plants from the early 1950s - the widely adored Golden Age.

Here's the pitch: Today we're reviewing one of the most exciting games to cross my path in a good long while. Before we get started, let's take a moment to thank Osprey for sending us a copy to review. Thanks...

Here's the pitch: Heresy-era Ultramarines are awesome. A combined ops force with powerful flexibility, units that can out-shoot and out-fight everything else, a Primarch who can slug it out with the best of them, and absolutely stellar background. The Avenging Son is after you Horus, and he's goddamn furious.

If there's one image of the Napoleonic period you've seen, it's probably of British Heavy Dragoons. The painting Scotland Forever! is absolutely iconic and while probably all over the place in terms of historical accuracy, captures what it must have...

It is Tridi, Decade 3, Vendemiaire, CCXXXI, the day of the Turnip. It has been two full months since I last wrote a Road to Austerlitz, and, for various reasons, the least productive I have been on this Napoleonics...