I still haven't finished the main quest of Skyrim
, didn't try all factions, haven't played for months now... I've been thinking about it. I say I don't have the time to play but obviously I find time to write and draw. So it's a choice, I favor fanwork over playing the game.
...I think I've understood why I feel so bad at ease when I think of playing the game. I fear it won't be as great as all I imagine in my stories.
It's the same for Morrowind and Oblivion, I've played only as long as it entertained me. I didn't play the expansions of Morrowind much, and didn't plays those of Oblivion at all because I didn't want to dl pirate copies and couldn't buy them. I only read walkthrough to get the lore information I needed. I'm still nostalgic about those games I love but don't play them. I rather let me sink in Tamriel, think of the places, of the people.
I can almost smell the damp and earthy smell of the mushrooms and swamps of the Bittercoast, the dusty caress of wind carrying ashes in Vvardenfell's wastelands, the brustling trees and the soft grass of the Great Forest, the bright sun reflecting on rivelets and the pure transparent bays of the Summerset Isles, the heat and depth of the jungles, the majestic towers of recluded wizards and the lost ancient shrines burried under luxuriant vegetation... What? We've never seen the archipelago? I've been there and it was great.
I feel like I'm over there more in my mind than when playing games. And the characters and plots I imagine are more alive and surprising than what any AI could propose.
I've never really been a gamer, I'm not a huge reader, I don't watch lots of movies and series... I'm a man of action. I can't help but analyze everything and think of how it could be improved. I prefer to watch making-off than movies, to conceive a game than to play it, to write than to read. It's always been so since I'm a child.
I'm a creator, a builder, an artist, I find my joy in expression and social relationship, sharing, reacting, giving. And it feels so alien in this modern consumer society in which all talk and none listens.
And in the naked light I saw(lyrics from The Sound of Silence, by Simon & Garfunkel)
Ten thousands people maybe more
People talking without speaking
People hearing without listening
People writing songs that voices never shared
"Fools", said I, "You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows
Hear my words that I might teach you
Take my arms that I might reach you"
Now you may understand why I want to write books,
direct games and movies...
Simply to catch your attention and tell you that
life is brighter than you think if you open the curtains.
A nice detective story in Cyrodiil. Dark Brotherhood, Morag Tong...
TES - The Comical Swork of DismayDescription: Simply what happens when the Fighters Guild celebrates its millenium anniversary and Sheogorath wants to join in the party...
The Comical Swork of Dismay
by Nedhelas the Magnificent
The Fighters Guild had been working restlessly to celebrate a millenia of existence of their faction. A fantastic ceremony was to happen in the arena of the Imperial City in presence of the Emperor and many honorable warriors of all sorts from every corner of the Empire. All the provincial heads of the guild were to be present as well and, of course, many guild members and appreciators were expected. The whole city was in a thrill and all awaited th
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