It’s official: I have now spent more time trapped inside Skyrim’s Creation Kit than I have the game proper. At least twice as long in fact, if Steam’s hours-of-shame counter is correct, which it probably is. Emerging from the depths of the dungeon last week wasn’t as comforting as I hoped it might be, and since then, it’s been a clicking symphony.
Anyone listening from the outside would have thought I was playing Diablo, and while the game may have been different, I was still fighting my way through a hell, of sorts. The hell of finishing a mod…Continue