Morrowind: Several factions competing for power try and use the player as a way to get on top without getting their own hands dirty. Half the main quest line is running around doing mundane stuff that has less to do with proving you’re a chosen one and more to do with proving you’re a good little bootlicker who won’t disrupt the status quo when they hand you the glove of god slapping.
Or… You do a shit-ton of skooma and mushroom juice, suplex Vivec’s harlequin ass and fight Dagoth-Ur buck naked, screaming like a banshee and then break all his toys with that hammer that burns when you hold it.
Morrowind: Several factions competing for power try and use the player as a way to get on top without getting their own hands dirty. Half the main quest line is running around doing mundane stuff that has less to do with proving you’re a chosen one and more to do with proving you’re a good little bootlicker who won’t disrupt the status quo when they hand you the glove of god slapping.
Or… You do a shit-ton of skooma and mushroom juice, suplex Vivec’s harlequin ass and fight Dagoth-Ur buck naked, screaming like a banshee and then break all his toys with that hammer that burns when you hold it.
Thank you for convincing me to replay Morrowind!