Before I moved up here, a friend of mine who had managed a couple nerd stores down in CA (first a GW and then an independent shop) had a bunch of product she wanted to move. The guy who actually owned the nerd store she’d managed had really screwed her over and I *think* she maybe helped herself to some of the stock since he hadn’t paid her the actual money he owed her. I didn’t ask questions- plausible deniability and all that.
So anyway yeah I literally met her in a mostly empty parking lot in front of where her old GW used to be and gave her like $20 cash for a huge fuckoff gallon baggie full of assorted citadel paints- she was originally going to charge two dollars per pot but just wanted it gone. So i got like 35 illicit paints for 20 bux in a darkened parking lot.
…and that’s the story of why I lucked into having all the fiery colors I need to paint the Emperor’s Sword after all, when I wasn’t at all sure I had them until I went and rooted through all my paints.