I just finished the epic battle to kick Molags bottom out of the world....., all my friends were with me at the end. Many of whom I built a relationship with thru long months, fighting alongside me in the dark and grim dungeons, bastions of evil doers or just a hilarious misadventure or three. I chose my most trusted hunk of burning love companion Darien to enter into what we thought would be sure death. Although it seemed hopeless, we had no choice. It was time to face the boss of all bosses.
A few words of goodbye were said, brief thoughts of appreciation shared, then into the fray we marched. battle ensued, mayhem and slaughter.. yadda yadda yadda. baddies vanquished, then off to the psychedelic realm of meridia for last thoughts....
then bam. Restart. New faction. New persona. New zone.
I wont go into the whys or wherefores of this mechanic.. but seriously.... My character was needing a mo'...... a closure before the next adventure. I wanted to find out foremost who survived and mourn those dead. I wanted to sit amongst my comrades in arms and raise a mead to the memories of my fallen wing men and women. I wanted to have a ceremony of remembrance for all the death and sacrifice, a moment where I stood in front of the city and got a right good 'Huzzah!' for spanking Molag.
Most importantly I wanted that back rub from Darien. My most immediate thought after Meridias talk was getting back and finding him alive and in the cups in some bar or find his burnt and ravaged body and bury it with honors... most definitely not leave it to rot and desecration. Before accepting Caldwells quest I ran back to Cold Harbor Fighters Guild to see if they all were there and find Darien. No can do... they all were in pre fight text, gearing up for the main battle again. Ok, I thought, I'll accept the quest from Caddy, sure there will be some cut scene or four.
nothing. new zone. no decompression. no last big drunken party with my mates. No 'remember when's'. No boasting of kills. Now they dont even know who I am and will fight me on sight.
talk about post traumatic stress syndrome.
joking aside, some sort of phase scene for the end would have made the transition much more satisfying. Im sure the writers could have come up with an epic closure, even if it was in a cutaway animation
Mama always said the fastest way to a man's heart is through his chest.