The Reiner Knizia Alphabet – The Letter ‘Q’

“The joy of setting your own rules is the breaking of them.”

There are the tales that we tell ourselves, and there are the tales that we tell to other people, and then there are the tales that others tell about us. None of them are true, mind, each a little different and each made different for the telling. But most of them are mostly true, it’s just the lighting that changes.

And the tales that we tell in the tabletop lands are just the same as the tales that we tell elsewhere in life. Tales no taller or shorter or shaggier. Tales touching the truth, and tales in seeing distance of the truth, and tales skirting the truth so precisely that you can map the truth from what isn’t told.

This here’s a tale about a man called Knizia. Or, more truthfully, it's a tale about the tales told about this Knizia. Two tales, to be precise. Like any tales, they’re related to the truth. I’ll leave it to you to decide whether sibling or cousin or distant-in-law or something so far removed that no law would forbid them marital bliss.

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Time was, Knizia mined cardboard gold. This would be in the 1990s, right through to what was then the new millennium and, when viewed…

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