I done messed around and bought Skyrim under the agreement that RandomJ would also buy it instead of going to his local retailer and staring at the box for a quarter of an hour at a time. The Gamestop man had me hyped as I swiped my BoA card. "You'll invest a lot of time into this game... over 200 hours easily."
I can't even begin to imagine playing a game for more than 200 hours. I haven't played a game in that way since I was a teenager. Hell, and even then, I didn't really ever max out the game clock. I did manage to get Final Fantasy VII to 99:59, but I had no clue that FFVIII's clock actually recorded times over 100 hours.
I put in the game, set up my character, watched the amazing intro, played along, and then, when I was finally given free reign... when I was finally able to traverse this province known as Skyrim, I found out exactly why one might invest hundreds of hours into the game....
You have to walk every f___'in where you go!
I mean, maybe I'm wrong, but I'm a good guy. I don't want to stop by the local stable and steal a horse if I can't afford one, so I have to walk. The second "mission" of the game, if you can call it that, calls for you to meet a group of old guys living up in a mountain.
Side note: I do enjoy the fact that you aren't spoon fed in this game. You find out where you need to go, it is marked on your map, and you have to find your own way there.
Upon learning where these old fogies live, you are given a marker on your map... and that's it. Now, I really hope that there wasn't a short cut or anything, because my ass was walking for literally 30 minutes in this game just to get to the base of the mountain. That's how epically huge this world is. When you look into the distance and see a mountain range, and know that the town/city/destination that you are travelling to is beyond those rises, guess what... you have to walk that mess!
I don't know how I feel about this right now. I do like the fact that this game is turning out to be not as linear as other certain games lately *coughFinalFantasySeriescough* but there have been a few times when I've had my ass handed to me because I accidentally stumbled upon a fort of angry necromancers and set on fire without a snowball's chance in hell of fighting back because I'm just not strong enough.
It's all good though. I'll probably end up selling all of that wolf fur I've been collecting for some gold to buy a freakin' horse.
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