The Gentleman Buccaneer | 
06 7th, 2008| 
photo credit: yotambientengosuperpoderes
So, you are rapidly approaching your fourth year University exams, you are in the middle of a week long, intensive course to get your qualifications to use a multi-million dollar Mass Spectrometer, and you just quit your job. What does one do in such dark times? Obviously a good measure of your sanity if you say “Start a new MMO”. Well, lack of sanity. The point is, I recently bought Age of Conan (collectors edition of course) and my usual approach of “No expectations = No dissapointment” seems to have worked in my favour once again. Hook. Line. Sinker. This is one of the few games I can see myself playing for a long time. I was there for WoW beta and it just didn’t hook me. I was there for Hellgate, and was I ever excited about that one! (true to my earlier stated hypothesis, the excitement only made the bitterness of its failure to deliver so much the worse). Age of Conan plays well, looks stunning, and has this unidentifiable aura of awesomeness by the shipload. Maybe it is because of my fanboi-ism when it comes to the original stories of the Cimmerian Hero, but I couldn’t help but giggle with delight when I realised how much attention to detail there was in the game regarding lore and history. You must understand though, I’m the gamer who will actually read (and enjoy!) all the in-game books in Morrowind. I’m the guy who will squeeze every last bit of dialogue out of NPC’s until they are exhausted and rolling over for a cigarette. I need to know why I’m killing him with ice magic! The topic of the depth of meta-story in games and other media is one I could talk about for longer than the sun can burn Helium. This doesn’t mean I’m not going to bore you with it, it means im not going to bore you with it now. So now, instead of all the dreary bullshit life has to offer outside these endorphin elliciting monitors, I am Ageotas: Bear Shaman of the Cimmerian Alps!
Ageotas resides on the Bloodspire server if you ever feel like a stroll through the wilds. On a completely different note, my Deluxe Edition of Trent Reznor’s Ghosts I-IV arrived the other week, and I have been meaning to take some photos and post them. Keep an eye out for that in the next couple of days. For the record, those are sidereal days, not the “I’ll post an update soon!” days that both Phill and I seem to have been working in recently.
