I'm planning on buying Morrowind and playing through all the TES games. I'm just wondering if anyone's done the journal thing before, and how it worked out.
I have a very good imagination when I choose to apply it, and I've come up with character histories before, but I always forget them and tend to just play on autopilot.
I have done exactly that from Arena to Morrowind: Tribunal so far. I'm planning to contnue it through Oblivion to Skyrim.
The best way I found to do it was try to keep how my character would act in mind, yes, but in large I would take screenshots pretty often and then after I was finished playing I would write the journal based off the screenshots. Somehow, I always find more to write about looking at my screenshots in hindsight, as you would your memories while writing a journal, and it made it easier.
My adventures in Arena and Daggerfall were short, since I wanted to get through to Morrowind. However, in Morrowind the journal is now around 200k words, and has transformed to more of a story than a journal because there is so much that happens. I also kept a library of the better screenshots in a seperate folder, in chronological order.
I enjoy table top roleplay, which was part of my owjn inspiration to do this, but it was mostly because one day I realsed I have spent
thousands of hours in TES and have
nothing to show for it. These journals and screenshots will be something I can always look back on, but at this point seem to be something that might not be done for a loooong time.
I'll show you how mine is laid out. Grammer and spelling will be off, since its just a personal project that I never intend to be widely seen.
-Second day in Arena-
Another vision from Ria struck her as she slept. A beautiful magic staff that oozed with power. Silmanes' voice washed over her like the wind. She noted with satisfaction that Anise was stronger and more focused after her ordeal in the dungeon. It was time that she began her journey. The staff was known as the Staff of Chaos, the one item that could open the door between this world, and the dimension to which the Emperor had been banished.
Tharn had used this item to destroy Silmanes' corporeal form when she tried to warn the Elder Council. The villain had known the staff was nigh indestructible, having being made from the land itself, but in that he found a key. As the land split so did the Staff into eight perfectly formed pieces. These he scattered across the realm. However, she had found one of the pieces... in a place called Fang Lair. Supposedly built by the Dwarves of Kragen the legend was that a Great Wyrm had driven them out from their home in the Dragon's Teeth and took the Lair for itself. She only wished she knew the exact location. Perhaps scholars or sages could guide where she could not.
Silmane wished her well. She did not think that Tharn knew of her escape but could do little else in her current form. Ria had tried to obscure her identity with a spell but she did not know how well it would hide her. Anise felt her worry as the spirit begged her to take care for Tharn could be searching. "Go forth with the blessings of the true Emperor, and myself..."
Anise opened her eyes and yawned; healing magic and rest having fixed up her wounds without even leaving a scar. So... a new life was probably off the table. At least unless she by some miracle survived all this. Fear gnawed at her heart but she crushed it down with a growl. She was dunmer. The young girl found that the combination of her teacher and friends killer, the knowledge that she may yet be hunted and killed anyway, Ria's sacrifice and the fact that the Emperor was trapped in some forsaken realm had decided her view. Even should she live a thousand years, and to see Tharn's reign, she would always be disgusted herself if she walked away from her duty now.
So, just after six in the morning she walked out into Amber Forest. Taking another gulp of her homelands air she smiled grimly. Anise was skilled - but she knew she would need more training and better gear than clothes and a dagger to accomplish this quest she found herself on. Training and seeking out this Fang Lair was all she could do for now. She realized, with a grim chuckle, that it was a good job she had been pushed so hard by her arms master growing up. If only he and the others could see her now.
-Small segment of Day 293 in Morrowind, Tribunal to be exact-
He lead her out the large gate next to the Palace, and before them stood the Temple and Palace of Almalexia. Anise... simply had no words, and stood looking at it in awe for some time. Faeryn stood gazing at it silently also. It was beyond magnificent. She felt privileged to have seen it. After a time she shook herself out of her daze, and made for the entrance. She didn't make it, as a wood elf male in ragged clothing stopped her. He made a show of introducing himself. He was called Gaenor. He was... well, an entrepreneur of sorts. He was wondering if he might ask a small favor of her. Anise nodded, asking what he needed. He grinned, he was glad she asked. As she may have noticed, he wasn't looking his best at the moment. He was a little, should they say, down on his luck, which was NOT something he was used to, he assured her.
At any rate, he was looking for a little starting capital to get things rolling here in Mournhold - he had recently arrived - and he thought she might be able to help him out. Could she, perhaps, part with fifty gold? He was clearly in desperate need of some. As Nerevarine she had no shortage of money, and it was the least she could do to aid the needy. She reached into her pouch and produced the coin. Splendid! He really did appreciate it, and he had to say, she was quite the generous soul. In fact, as long as they were talking, and getting along so well, did she think perhaps she could spot him another hundred? He was quite sure he could pay her back in just a few days time. He'd always had excellent luck in these sort of things. So, what did she say?
She hid a smile as she handed him the coin, she supposed so. He was an amusing man, and even though she doubted she would see him again, it would hopefully help him. She really was something, he noted, he could see that they were going to get along famously! Okay, he would be upfront with her. If he could ahve just another thousand gold, or so, he could really make it here. He just knew it. She had been so good to him, and it was clear she had the money... His eyes took in her clothing. Just a little ore help, that's all he asked for. she'd do it, right? Anise smile turned to a frown then. No, she didn't think so.
She was beginning to doubt he was actually in need, perhaps a Con-man. The amount wasn't the issue, but she had no desire to give all her spare coin to a con when there were genuinely needful people out there. Gaenor looked at her pleadingly. Oh, come on. They had come this far with it. She had already proven herself to be the generous type; why not go that extra step and really impress him? It wasn't like he was asking for her first-born child here... Seriously. He asked her to think about it for a moment. Anise shook her head firmly, she really meant it. The Bosmer was getting agitated now, scowling.
He WAS speaking the same language, right? She did understand what he was saying? Well, then why couldn't she seem to understand that he needed this money? Give it to him! Anise glared, no, and told him to stop asking. This put the wood elf into a full on rage. No?... NO? She didn't say "no" to him! NO ONE SAID "NO" TO GAENOR! Oh, she wasn't to think he would forget this. He'd remember her, Dark Elf, and he'd get her for it. He promised her that! Storming off, Anise watched him go with wide eyes, feeling indignant, hurt, and confused all at the same time.
On Mass Effect and such.... Bioware games are my favorites for their stories and character interactons. However, I play them, beat them, and don;t touch them for around six months, beat them, repeat. I play an Elder Scrolls game once a week. It's the difference between buying the LOTR Extended Editions and playing Lord of thew Rings Online. Both are great, but serve different purposes.
I've tried that a few times in the Baldur's Gate games. It can be pretty fun, but after a while, I ran out of ways to say, "Today I killed a bunch of people and stole their stuff."
Yeah, thats why I can only do these things with Bethesda games, since you can effectively 'live' in the world. You still can run into the problem depending on how you play, but its lessened if you are actually roleplaying. Even for a hero, a band of thieves with bows is a worrying prospect. Each battle is another time you 'ticket' might be stamped.