Watching the gleaming meteors treck slowly over Ilum’s night sky will never get old. Ever.
… then he took a blaster bolt to the knee.
Every time I’m on Ord Mantell I spent a couple of minutes staring into the distance, wondering what the story of this wreckage might be.
(Stupid exhaustion zone!)
Shit happens when you’re a player addicted to creating OCs.
A restless mind will do that to you.
Maybe it’s because I really, really fucking love all kinds of Orcs.
I lucked out this week and was able to get two days off in a row, which means I get to spend some time at home.
Since I have a real itch to play TESO lately, I finally started Cadwell’s Gold – so Arodel and Dog set foot on Betnikh tonight. I seriously cannot appreciate the level of detail in this game enough. I cannot even begin to think about how much work it must be to create a world that feels as authentic as TESO’s Tamriel, from the architecure to the geography all the way to the little items that fill the spaces in between.