Thank you so much! I promise I'll diversify soon but it's great to know my stories can hit beyond their niche.

The funny thing is save bloat is a huge problem in OG Morrowind. If you're not leaving items everywhere, you're still bloating your save every time you open a door.

Best thing about Morrowind IMO is that you can make anything a permanent home just by killing whatever's inside. There are no physics or garbage collection routines so whatever you put in a room stays there forever. Caius's apartment? The duke's quarters? Mehrunes Dagon's shrine? Free real estate.

If prey isn't ready to become part of you then they have no business sliding down your throat.

God this game was awesome. Somehow both of the Die Hard Saturn games (this and Trilogy) managed to be miles better than 90% of licensed games for that era.

I love that Red Hood piece!

If you're making a ton of money now, you have no incentive to challenge the status quo.

So we finish the eighteenth and he's gonna stiff me. And I say, "Hey, Lama, hey, how about a little something, you know, for the effort, you know." And he says, "Oh, uh, there won't be any money, but when you die, on your deathbed, you will receive total consciousness." So I got that going for me.

So, I'm on the first tee with him. I give him the driver. He hauls off and whacks one. Big hitter, the Lama, long into a ten-thousand foot crevasse, right at the base of this glacier. Do you know what the Lama says? Gunga galunga.

Genuinely one of my dreams.