It’s about 1:30 in the morning. Bleary-eyed, I traverse through the rocky, unforgiving terrain with my trusted bodyguard. We’ve seen the horrors of battle together…raiding bandit encampments, taking down giant spiders and brutish frost trolls, and eliminating unspeakable terrors in the deep dungeons of the world.
Yes, there is another Western RPG that I’m excited about that doesn’t start with “D” and ends with “ragon Age”, and that’s The Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim. If Dragon Age is my wife, then Elder Scrolls might soon be my mistress. Shh!