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A lot of people have games that they consider integral parts of their childhood. As we have discussed in class, for a lot of people this game was Pokemon. For others, Super Mario Bros or the Zelda series were the cornerstones in their gaming careers. For me, that game was Morrowind.
For those who are not familiar with Morrowind, it is the third game in The Elder Scrolls series, and the first that was (and still is) widely discussed online. The Elder Scrolls games are a set of fantasy RPG’s with immersive lore, a fully fleshed out game world, and multiple races (based on, but not copying, standard RPG races) you could play as. Released by Bethesda in 2002, Morrowind served as a bridge between the first two games, which were both incredibly hard and not very user friendly, and the last two games, which, while still occasionally challenging, adopted standard RPG aids like a compass and quest markers. Instead of these, Morrowind had a quest journal the player can consult, but besides that must find their way to quests through good old directions given by NPC’s. As such, this seems like a very odd game for a young teenager like myself, especially one not well versed in games, to choose.
I think the reason Morrowind, and for that matter gaming in general, ended up being so important to me was because it represented time I got to spend with my father. My dad was in the military, so he was sometimes deployed for months at a time and frequently called away to meetings for a few days at a time. As such, I didn’t really get to spend as much time with him as I would have liked. However, when he was home, one of the things we loved to do together was for him to play a game and for me and my twin sister to watch him play it. I know it sounds like kind of a weird thing to do, but since he loved lore-heavy RPGs like Morrowind it was kind of like watching a really, really long movie where you could kind of, sort of convince the main character to do what you wanted him to do.
I’m sure we made quite the picture: a gruff army man sitting in his chair, staring intently at the computer he was playing on, with two excitable children bouncing around behind him, telling him to go do this quest or go talk to this person. Eventually, however, just watching my dad play these games wasn’t really enough for me. I wanted to play these games for myself.
Ironically, as a kid I wasn’t really allowed to play too many video games, and my parents (mainly my mom) weren’t about to support a possible gaming habit by buying me a console (Luckily, they later changed their minds). As such, instead of the child-friendly Nintendo games many grew up with, I ended up mostly playing old PC games that my dad was done with on our family computer. This is where I truly fell in love with Morrowind.
When I first started playing Morrowind, I had absolutely no clue what I was doing. The good thing was I didn’t need to. Vvardenfell, an island that makes up the majority of the province of Morrowind and the main setting of the game, was so immersive that I was simply content to wander around, talking to literally everyone I saw and generally getting nothing done. In all honesty, I had probably created at least two or three characters, starting over the game each time, before I even left the starting city of Seyda Neen.
Once I got into it, though, I really got into it. Because even my tiny child self was a completionist, I tried to get every single side quest in the game done, ignoring the main quest in the process. I wandered from town to town, joining all of the guilds and collecting all of the quests, dying frequently and leveling up in a way that hardcore gamers would probably have cringed at. I never did finish the main quest line, but that didn’t really matter to me. What mattered was that my character, and by extension me, really felt like a part of that world, a world that was shared by both me and my father.
Morrowind is still one of my favorite games, and I feel like I would not have developed as much as a love for RPG’s as I have without it. In all honesty, writing this while listening to its awesome soundtrack has made me really want to play it again, but this time actually try to beat it. What about you guys-what games would you consider to be an integral part of your childhood? Why do you think that is? Thank you for reading and I look forward to reading your comments below!