For Christmas I received Skyrim.
It's great... Nothing New there. It seems as though everyone who has played the game likes it.
I can see why. It has flaws, bugs and crashes galore. But wasn't that the case for all those wonderful games in your gaming-youth that you love and cherish in your memory? Well, yes. And if you think otherwise you are probably fooling yourself. Gaming has always been - if nothing else - an exercise in enjoyment punctuated by regular crippling bouts of frustration. (Or in some cases, frustration punctuated with all too brief periods of enjoyment). I can remember getting Star Wars Galaxies on the day of release. Enjoying everything about it... except the fact that my computer forced me to look at the ground when in cities if I wanted to... Well... Move.
Still. My memory of Star Wars Galaxies was a good one.
Skyrim ain't nowhere near as craptastic as the experience I had of Star Wars Galaxies. I have had my fair share of crashes; something like 6 in, as Steam tells me in it's 'achievements' section' 13 hours of gameplay. I have had one wincingly frustrating bug; when sent to a dungeon with a specialised task to run through closing gates REALLY QUICKLY.. The game acted like the doors were permanently closed until the bug was realised and the game restarted - 20 minutes wasted. But still, the game has promise and is full of enjoyment.
So far my Wizard-Swordsman-Good Talkin'-Alchemist-Bloke Karath has a house, has travelled across half of Skyrim encountering interesting people, monsters and loot. He has the ability to wield seemingly immense power but at the same time be challengingly fragile. The is so much in this world that he (or is that I) can explore and more importantly WANT to explore. That I don't know what on earth I am doing here typing this blog post.
Expect pics and thoughts as they come on here in the near future.