“THE WAY HE PRESENTED IT TO ME WAS THAT HE WAS PUTTING TOGETHER THE 1927 YANKEES”
Must have been born under a lucky star, this one,” mutters the gnome pushing the cart that carries your dead body. His voice is leaden with irony. Your luck extends only to the fact that your corpse is in one piece. A fat lot of good that’ll do you on your way to the incinerator.
It’s an opening most reminiscent of , the classic RPG that begins in similarly macabre circumstances. But it also evokes —namely the census taker who processes your entry to Morrowind, and, it’s a winking reference that acknowledges the Bethesda pedigree of lead designer Ken Rolston, as well as the fact that things will be different this time.
