This article brings back allot of good memories. The first encounter I ever had with morrowind was on the day of its release, when the games store was running a copy of it. They where just letting people create characters and walk around Seyda-Neen tried it out and was extremely impressed, no, enthralled. I excitedly asked the store manager in my pre-pubesent voice what computer was needed to run it only to find that my own was woefully inadequate. I went home a little unhappy with something my PC could run, but my mind was abuzz with possibilities purely from just creating a khajiit and walking outside into the big bad world. My love afair with the game began on that day.
Several months later while on holiday I visited a freind up in Queensland, he had moved from Sydney to Townsville shortly after we finished primary school, over a thousand miles away (bout 2400 km's, convert it as you will.) First day was spent in the sun. Second day, I found out he had Morrowind. I said I had always wanted to try it, he said have a go, go nuts. For hours I played, entranced. Luckily, he was content to let me play, occasionally poping into the office to watch or help out. The next day I was heading back home. Morrowindless.
Time passed. Another friend of mine (closer to home) got an xbox and we would play almost daily. One day, bored of our Halo co-op escapades, we had a look through his collection. Most of the games where never played, or played very little. And there it was, still wrapped up with the pricetag on it.
For months we played on and off, looting and selling everything not bolted down or on fire. The only people left alive in Seyda-Neen where the people outside (to hard to tackle all at once, and there was the bounty) customs(same reasons) and in the tradehouse(Needed somewhere to sell our hot goods). Every house had had its inhabitants killed in the night then gutted of all goods. The tradehouse swelled with the items of the town. I remember getting shitty at him for doing god knows what now while I was sleeping in my own bed on night.
But we never finished them main quest, (Sold the papers given at customs and never bought them back)or moved any further beyond molagar mar to the east or Gnar Monk to the North. However, We literally played the game to death, specifically, the xbox fried while the disk was still in. Warranty covered it all, but two weeks after it was finally retured with a new copy of our favourite game my good mate moved away, though not to far, but I could no longer walk up to his place for company, a bean bag and a world that by now had had roughly a tenth of all its wealth looted, at least in the southern towns.
As time went on our friendship waned over the distance and lack of msn, and I didn't play the game again.
Time...
...passes
My grandparents up the coast have got a shiny new computer, better than my old one still unable to play morrowind. While looking for games to play in a store of the same cain I got my first taste of morrowind in, I find the game again.
In the 10 dollar bargain bin. Time really passed.
I installed, and started to play.
When I played Morrowind before, it had always been in the company of a freind and I knew my playing time was limited. This time, though I had only a week before i went home, i was completely free to do what I wanted. Before, the game felt huge, now, it felt like the bloody universe. I remember getting bonemold armour, and a matching skirt with diakatana and walking around the country side like a golden, skirt wearing grimbloody reaper.
From that day forth I would relish the prospect of nana's baked chicken and morrowind when I next ventured up the coast.
It was not until my final years of schooling that I got a new computer. I needed it for the subjects I was doing, but I made sure as hell that the money my parents gave me for purchasing it where well spent with my own hard earned dollars. My this time, Oblivion was just around the corner, half life 2 had passed along with many other great games. I had alot to catch up on.
But went I finally assembled my new beast and got the dam OS working, the irst thing I installed with a freshly purchased GOTY edition of Morowind complete with Bloodmoon and Tribunal. Since that day, I've played it through more times than I have Deus Ex, never feeling I've completed it but ever satisfied, and not once has it been un-installed. I've taken off other games, Oblivion has been on and off many times(not due to the HD space mind you) but Morrowind? Never.
Shit, its into the AM over here and I've been writing for over an hour now. I'm two beers down and tonight will be dreaming of running through Solstheim's winter wonderland landscape, bunny hopping passed the tree's as hundreds of wolves, bear and other nasties try to murder me. Sorry for any errors, I'm felling positively rooted right now, stilled hungover from newyears
Traiden said:
I guess I am one of the few thief's in Morrowind, that practiced alchemy...
HA, every time I play it I go as an alchemist who steals his ingredients. Its like laundering money, you take the ingredients unlawfully, turn them into perfectly legal potions then sell them. Take a tone of ingredients from the hapless shopkeeper and sell them back to him in a bottled form! It just felt so good doing it, hard to explain.
