Good afternoon, my dear friends, I hope it will be my warmest and cozy blog. But he is definitely the most personal. No philosophical reasoning and complex calculations, only pure nostalgia. Today I want to return to my own, and maybe someone else, childhood and tell about MorrOWind with the emotions that I experienced while an eight-year-old boy.
You can include the soundtrack for the vain in the article, and I will probably start.
I am as many as eight years old and I have been studying in the second grade, in the morning to school, and after the day after the house, the hour of playing the computer. It was an ordinary day, my mother returned from work and called to her. Approaching, with the words “here, an uncle at work gave you to play”, handed me a disk with some kind of game. On the cover there was a dark elf and the inscription “The Elder Scrolls III: Morrowind”
Then I did not even know how cool this game would turn my world over. It is worth mentioning that I played with my cousin on the computer. And when we launched this game the next morning, the roof tore off us. If before that we played Madagascar and the corridor Half-Life, then the Morrown game world was akin to the endless expanses. So, with the rumbling of Sil-Studer, the main journey of my childhood began.
From that day, the phrase, the famous phrase of Juub, was for us like an alarm clock, because every day we started the game at first. (I sometimes still put this phrase on my alarms). Our plot adventures ended exactly on the first quest, but this did not bother us at all. Each game session was unique, every day we discovered new expanses and new monsters. Time after time we filled the papers, creating different characters. We approached this matter almost more responsible than homework. Every day we met a new creature and marveled how many more creatures inhabit this amazing world. We even had our own bestiary: my brother wrote the name of the creature on the notebook page, and after the game I painted it. Each violin or mud in us aroused genuine interest in us, and when we met Guar on the way from Seyd to Balmore, I was ready to fly up with happiness.
There is a dinosaur in such a beautiful game! About my love for which I wrote in one of my blogs. We liked the game so much that even rocky riders did not cause us a disgust.
I think you understand how strong the research interest was in the world of huge mushrooms and silatens. Behind every turn was a cave, swamp or a new character. Perhaps it was the fact that in childhood I was allowed to play for only an hour a day, he warmed us with interest. What will we find today for this race? In those years, Morrowind was almost a horn. We received true pleasure from a crooked fighting, when only one out of ten hit the enemy. But even the sounds of strokes caused pleasant emotions in us.
Game landscapes amazed my imagination, I still consider Morovind to be one of the most beautiful games. Gray-green shores and red wastelands firmly ate to me in memory.
The clock flowed to the days, and days in weeks, we were completely absorbed in the game, nothing foreshadowed trouble, but then it happened terrible: my mother said that the disk should be returned. My heart was broken, because every day, including the computer, I saw that very icon, but when clicking on it, instead of the usual menu, I saw a request to insert a disk. It was decided to start drinking. Then in the stores of my city discs cost 200 rubles. A month later, the amount was on hand, I had to sacrifice crackers and other yummy. Having arrived at the store and calling the seller the game that interests me, my hopes crashed on the floor. 200 rubles then cost pirate discs made on the knee, and Morrowind was a licensed game, which was published 1C, and its discs cost 350. I had to endure another month.
When the day X came, I www.gamblingdata.net moved to the notorious store, where I was again disappointed. The disks with the game were over, and they had to wait. Fortunately, I had to wait only 3 days. The expectations were worth it, because this time this time was not an ordinary edition, but Goty, with all additions. For me, this wonderful fairy tale again opened my doors, which over the separation has overgrown with new adventures.
It took time, new games came out, and Mordovind was moving away further and further. And once I completely sold it at the school fair. Subsequently, I played both Oblivion and Skyrim, but neither one nor the other, I could give rise to the same bright feelings in me as their predecessor. With the release of Saltsheim for Skyrim, my nostalgia hit me with renewed vigor. Since that time, Morrowind was permanently hung on my computer, and I played from time to time. However, the funny thing is that I passed it only 10 years after the first acquaintance. And I did it on the phone using Openmw. Then the game began to play for me with all its colors, and children’s memories were fresh like ever. Only 10 years later, I was fully plunged into history, about the sixth house and Nervarin. The whole decade lasted my journey to the liberation of Vanderfell.
This is my little story about my favorite game. I still from time to time go into this masterpiece to run along familiar and native paths, tap on the head of a couple of riders and see the guares again. Most likely, Morrowind for me is a duckling syndrome, the first role -playing game that has become my beloved for me. Only the Witcher 3 was able to compete with her for the title of pet. On this note, I will end my blog, I hope you liked it, and you write your childhood game in the comments.
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Great blog!
I remember how it was unusual in childhood to play with the absence of all the icons on the map, as in new games. Then the task with the search for the Dwemersky artifact did not go through)
When this quest passed, I was surprised that at this depth of the dungeon, it was not necessary to go there, because the artifact lay literally at the entrance)
And for me, after buying Vidyakhs with support for shadeers (. ), the opening was water. Even now on screenshots, it looks pretty, and then its rendering and animation easily moved two then titans – Far Cry and KorsarovPirates of the Caribbean ..
Music – yes, the atmosphere – yes, but still the best that this game gave is the feeling of a real adventure. Returning from the vicinity of the Red Mountain, you felt that it was you, not your character returned from a dangerous campaign.
But I generally missed this place, went deep into the ruins, investigated everything there, decided that he had come somewhere in the wrong place, teleported with the help of a scroll of divine intervention and went to pass other quests, remembering the plot about a month later. And then he just unsuccessfully jumped down and ended up where necessary.
In 2006, my mother bought me PC Gamer magazine (frankly, now I have the feeling that the editorial board of the Russian edition was sitting on drugs, there were so beaten out articles), and there-a preview on Oblivion. A month later, he received a disk (pirate) with a maritime and Oblivion as a gift, but the latter did not work for me, so he sat down to play in Morovind. And somewhere for a year for me other games have disappeared.
I explored almost every stone there, almost all the quests (except for the thieves guild, I don’t know why), including starting the game for the sake of quests of other great houses, a school friend who also liked the game, downloaded fashion (I did not have the Internet). And when the game ended, he began to set additions. Everything was not so smooth with them: some links in the dialogs did not work, and therefore in the same tribunal it was impossible to get to Mornhold, but I really wanted to be there. Well, I shook the whole space of the game again, confident that the entrance should be somewhere! Saved the game editor: After making sure that there is still no entry, I figured out the method of scientific poke about how to create NPC and give him the opportunity to teleport the character where I needed. My joy could no bound! Even after it turned out that the plot quests do not work for the same reason (but the side effects worked), so I again used the service of the game editor.
But Oblivion did not produce such an effect (it turned out that he did not like the old drivers on the video card). I passed it entirely, but the sensations were no longer the same.
Morovind is more than the game. At one time she broke all the templates to me. Walk on the water?- Please! Levitate in the air?- Please! Compose your spell in the editor- yes without problems! And the world … What is the world there, what a magical starry sky, how mysteriously the pestilence howls and you do not know what awaits you behind the nearest hill … The distinctive flora and fauna create bizarre biomes. First Siltstraider, the first NECH – a bunch of impressions! Stunning races and their cultures, amazing architecture. Yes, there it was possible to disappear about the dream of food and toilet, leaving the computer in a precessive state – he absorbed and fascinated so much. In the inventory, I dragged so many magical trash, the appointment of about a third of which I did not fully understand – this is not modern casual games where everything is primitive and immediately chewed and the gameplay consists of 3 buttons. It seems to me that all this together gave a sense of magic, the feeling that it was not just a set of textures and scripts, but a real revived fairy tale. Neither before nor after Mordorovind I no longer felt. The witcher is of course also atmospheric, but it is more understandable to me … more earthly, medieval setting does not fascinate the imagination. In general, no matter how much I would find nostaldzhi-digits about Morovind, the hand will not get tired of the pluses)))
I met a game in the fifth or sixth grade, that is, it was … 13 or 14 years ago. Damn it was love at first sight. At first he played with friends, then he took a disc for a long year, stubbornly not wanting to return and almost called his charm. Когда диск пришлось вернуть, а купить свой не представлялось возможности (в ближайших магазинах его не было в продаже), пришлось действовать самостоятельно. So the scanned cover for the disk was printed in the copy center, and on the CD blank brown and yellow felt-tip pens were carefully bred by the treasured letters.
Ultimately, many tasks have been completed, like Bloodmoon’s addition, several dozen characters were created, but I have not explored the southern part of the island and the game itself has never been fully passed.
Having a pause in the game, he still returned to it, but at the launch he understood that I almost did not remember the hero out of the last preservation, which means that the old man was time for a well -deserved rest. So another hero arrived in Seida, who, like reincarnation, carried some knowledge of his predecessors, but was already walking on his own.
No other game has still been able to give the same feelings. Neither Oblivion, nor Fallout NV, nor especially Skyrim, not a single witcher – nothing. Apparently, the sad howl of the lonely silage of the Studers forever secured somewhere in the heart and is not going to leave him at all. In other things, I am not at all against.
If you have visited Morovinda at least once,
Then know, dear friend, you have disappeared forever,
You will return to us, no matter how tired you are.
Thanks for the pleasant and sincere blog) did not play himself, but I was so healthy with nostalgia!
For me, such games became Prince of Persia and Marc Ecko Getting Up. I have passed both many times and experience similar warm feelings)
And Che is not so, the couple said? I said everything correctly! Do not be like a fargot who is obsessed with a ring and cannot think and see. You look at the game with a sober look and you will see it not perfect. Hizard does not know how to make a normal game.
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When I first launched Morovind played, where, for several minutes and deleted such crap this game. The schedule sucks and nothing is clear. But in the fall of 2017 I learned about multiplayer for this game. Installed, launched and 3 months spent without a might in Mordorovinda really liked the game. But Morovind has a lot of flaws. There is no variability in the game, it is linear (there is a little variability and nonlinearity in the additions of Bladmun), there is no full -fledged voice acting and dialogues, you can’t rominate anyone, you can’t be a villain, the world is dead only multiplayer can revive him. Michael Kikbraid was very affected by the game, so the game turned out to be so unusual. But if he had not been fired in our every game would be another chosen. Which is someone’s reincarnation. Try it later if you have not tried the old parts of The Elder Scrolls: Arena, The Elder Scrolls II: Daggerfall or An Elder Scrolls Legend: Battlespire. A series of ancient scrolls is not only Morovind, Oblivion and Skyrim.
