Hans Christian Andersen wrote The Emperor’s New Clothes–it’s a simple tale of vanity, deception, and truth-seeking, and more importantly, truth-telling. This morning, I am feeling somewhat gypped. An alternative title should be “My Parents Went to Theramore and All I Got Was This Lousy Tabard.”
Please do not read if you are afraid of accidentally clicking on spoilers. Please do not read any further if you think I have nothing valid to say. I may not. I just know there was something I was really looking forward to, allowed myself to get swept up in the moment, and then, like seeing Cinderella smoking behind the castle’s bleachers or Mickey yelling at Minnie, I feel there is a bit of a let-down here. Many players put the Blizzard writers on pedestals, and let’s just say I think they phoned this one in.
Tzufit took the words right out of my own mouth with her post on the Theramore scenario:
Pure and simple, the story of this scenario makes absolutely no sense without having read Tides of War. Blizzard is no stranger to forcing us to go outside of the game for the full story about most major lore developments, but we usually have enough pieces of the puzzle given to us in-game that we can get a decent clue as to what’s going on. —Theramore Disaster
Have the creatives and developers at Blizzard became too lazy when it comes to delivering on lore promises? Do they depend too much on their loyal followers to fill in the gaps? Or maybe, and this is giving them a boatload of credit, perhaps they just want us to read a damn book once in awhile? I have often commented that novels-to-movies are always more satisfying, nay, solely satisfying, if one has read the book first. Good movies from novels enhance the novel, but each medium does have its limitations. I just think Blizzard went a bit too far with this one. It could have been shokewl.
Lucky for me I still have my inner sense of storytelling, and although I couldn’t save Theramore, or Lt. Aden, or anyone else, I can save the enjoyment of the game. Furthermore, I remind myself of my own creative beliefs: We craft the world we choose, or choose the worlds we craft.
PS Of course, none of this will stop me from repeatedly queueing for the ride. /smirk