RPGrogue wrote...
TJPags wrote...
No, really, thanks for sharing.
I enjoy being called dumb, especially when its said so eloquently, with so many spelling and grammatical errors.
See that would be helpful, pointing out errors is my writing. You on the other hand just like to put out snarky remarks because.. well because you do not have anything intelligent or even helpful in a topic about in-depth story telling. So just go away if your not going to talk about the topic.
Oh, you want commentary? Then let me give you commentary:
The story was a nice idea, but it failed miserably in execution.
We were provided with a family, and about 5 minutes after meeting said family, one of them dies. Oh whoa is me, I just lost somebody who is supposed to be my brother/sister . . .and care. Might have been nice if we actually interacted with them.
Moving on, we meet out Uncle. A sour, disreputable human being who essentially stole the family title and pissed it down a drain. Another stain on society I'm supposed to care about.
Companions . . .lets see, we have the dwarf who gets our money back, talks us into joining his brothers expedition. He actually has a reason to stick around for a while.
Next up, we have Fenris. He sets us up to be killed by several angry people to provide himself with a diversion. After we defeat the angry people, and learn we were set up, he says, "Oh, and by the way, come help me kill some more people, mmkay? Cool". So, yea, we're basically a chump to this guy.
Isabela . . .walk into a bar, watch her kick some dudes ass, next thing you know, we're going with her to "duel" someone for reasons she doesn't explain. Ummm, okay? And hey, after doing that - killing several people in the process - she decides she's going to tag along for a while. Ummm, okay.
Merrill - Hey Dalish, weird witch lady wanted me to bring this to you. Oh, thanks . .being it to the top of the mountain, Merrill will show you what to do. And when you're done, take her with you - we don't want her anymore. Now I'm picking up someone else's rejects?
Sebastian somewhat makes sense. His family was killed, he wants to basically hire mercenaries, we do the job, he pays us. Then leaves, and hires us again later.
Anders - we walk in, he screams about us disturbing his sanctuary. Chill, dude. And whats with the glowing eyes? Oh, you're an abomination. Umm, okay. What's that? Break into the Chantry at night, and break a mage out of the Circle. Varric, you sure we can't find this entrance ourselves? Oh, sorry, you're right, we need him around - SOMEone has to blow up the Chantry later, after all. Lying to us and using us in the process.
Then they basically only talk to you when they want something from you. Oh, did I mention, my remaining sibling, who by now I might be beginning to feel something for, is now taken away from us. Don't see them again until the big insane finale.
Mom gets killed by one of many insane mages in the City. Shocking, yes, but again, another character that hardly interacts with us. So, shocking, but not heartwrenching.
We get to the part where the Qunari attack - now, tell me, why do I care about Kirkwall? Why can't I just leave, maybe go to Starkhaven? I mean, I have money now, right? A title? I can't leave? Oh, yes, I must become the Champion. Okay, fine, I'll kill the Arishok.
Yay, I'm the Champion. Anyone listen to me? No? Oh, okay. Wait, now I have to decide whether to flout all authority and defy the Templars, and save the mages - mages who have basically been trying to kill me all game, and led by a man who helped the guy who killed my mother. Or, kill all the mages for something my abomination of a lying, using companion did. Which nobody seems to care about. Meredith, the culprit is right there, sitting on that crate, don't you see him? No? Well, can I leave now, let you nuts kill each other or sing kumbaya or have an orgy or whatever? No? Okay, fine I choose <insert choice here> Now what? Oh, wait, the leader of the group I'm supporting loses their mind and attacks me too. Yay.
Sure, the companions have their own agenda. But why am I helping them? Why do I care about them? Seriously, they're like that person who only calls you when all their real friends are busy and they need a ride someplace. They don't even give you gas money.
So, yea, nice idea. Horribly poor execution.