- Assets recycling from R2
- Rushed end-game (again)
- Glitches and technical problems (again)
And there were people here actually excited about this piece of crap shovelware rpg. After Gothic 3, the unfinished Risen, the ridiculous pirate themed but with no boats Risen 2, and this... take a hint and realize that the Gothic series is long dead.
No one is saying they are flawless.
But they aren't shit or mediocre either.
They have a strong fanbase, and im one of them. As polished and solid as games like Skyrim, Witcher, Divinty and other big titles are, the Risen series is still my favourite.
No one is saying they are flawless.
But they aren't shit or mediocre either.
They have a strong fanbase, and im one of them. As polished and solid as games like Skyrim, Witcher, Divinty and other big titles are, the Risen series is still my favourite.
RPS devoted almost a half of their (p)review to the protagonist's sister.
A sister who shouts “FUCKING BASTARDS!” at anything from zombie pirates to lizardmen to small, flightless dragons to angry crabs to fearful monkeys. She seems so full of misplaced anger towards the world and everything in it, though out of combat her attitude is more that of obnoxious know-it-all with a superiority complex. She constantly brags about herself and constantly mocks and belittles me, her brother, even though I do the lion’s share of monster-killing and monkey-scaring, and frankly her entirely impractical and physically impossible Erotic Pirate Fancy Dress outfit makes me embarrassed to be seen with her. There’s an overtone of Lannister to her too, and I don’t mean in the impressive ‘we will rule everything through sheer force of will’ sense, but rather in the ‘I’m a wee bit incesty’ sense. She’s negging me, and we all know why people neg each other, don’t we?
The scenery is beautiful, picking up oysters and checking them for pearls is vaguely therapeutic, and I even find a few pouches of gold amongst the driftwood. This would all be rather tranquil, if not for the insane person barking “BASTARD!” every two minutes or suddenly plunging two anti-gravity grapefruits into my field of vision while I’m trying to stab a crab.
I hate her.
http://www.rockpapershotgun.com/2014/08/12/risen-3-diary/
please don't insult monkeys.A monkey could write for the Escapist and RPS
Maybe that's because it's RISEN 3.Doesn't feel like Gothic at all
The combat is exactly Risen 2.
Maybe that's because it's RISEN 3.Doesn't feel like Gothic at all
Well, he could be right too. After all he's criticising quests and quest structure, something that was never that great in PB games anyway. And the points he raises are quite specific and sound a lot like stuff that has to be patched.Jim Sterling / Esacapist
Quests often splinter, leading into multiple smaller quests which themselves may splinter further. After ten hours with the game, I had a log book filled with dozens of missions spread across multiple islands, and I had no clue what to do first. Some quests require you to complete other quests before they can be completed, but good luck finding out what the order is supposed to be! I realize I'm using the word quest a damn lot, but if that frustrates you, you'll get a good idea of what trying to make sense of Risen 3 is actually like. Some of the missions cannot be completed until set points in the game, but the game itself won't tell you that, and you may end up wondering what the hell you're supposed to do as you pursue a dead line of inquiry. Other times, you'll simply have quest marks on your map point to the wrong place, and you'll wander around an environment trying to work out where to go, only to read and reread the log book until you guess a different, unmarked location.
LOL - he has no clue about CRPGs at all…
Great, sounds like the quests are well done.
A monkey could write for the Escapist and RPS, it's the kind of shit where you throw in some random words from the thesaurus and sometimes a sprinkling of Baby's First Feminism / Multiculturalism to disguise the fact that you're just writing whatever half-arsed thing first stumbles into your cranium. Being hip doesn't mean you just write whatever, but that lesson is rarely learned.