Man, loading screen tips are useful as hell, aren't they? A lot of gas have them. A lot of gas shouldn't. Half the ti, so of them feel just downright patronizing, honestly.
Like, what am I? Five? I know how to press the 'X' button, ga, don't worry. I'm fully capable of using my thumbs.
Over the course of my playthrough, I managed to gather a list of favorites that would occasionally pop up on screen, a few of them, paraphrasing here, are basic things like -
Favorite one being, after dying from a mob, was: >
Convenient timing had loading into the peaceful province of Astra. A rather prosperous kingdom. Definitely be earning top dollar here.
'Course, I haven't completely forgotten about my true objective here. Like a dried-up desert sponge, I've been absorbing every new info I've co across, truly imrsing myself in the world of Asteria.
It's no Kronocia, though, but it's the closest I'll ever get and that's good enough for .
Now, most will say that for a purpose such as my own, a wise man would simply set himself walking on the path less troubled, and just google what it was that he sought for.
Let it not be unsaid though, that I'd agree wholeheartedly. But this arduous journey has since gone past the point of just simple curiosity. After everything that has transpired, it was so much more.
Asteria was personal. And I'll discover everything it had to offer to with my own eyes, with my own hands, all in the eyes of Leonardo the Hero. My quote-unquote 'Father'.
That's a commitnt I resolve to see through to its end.
Hold your applause everyone. I know. Video gas are such awe-inspiring ventures, aren't they? What a brave man I am for sitting in my bedroom fiddling around with a controller. I an, can you just feel the determination surging through my veins here? I can.
Oh wait, that's Redbull. Nevermind.
Then there was the case with Ash and her polygonized evil alter ego. That… I didn't really know what to do with. As a servant of Terestra, our paths were intertwined… I'm going to end up knowing her story one way or another.
So as they say, co what may.
"How about this one?" suggested a sorcerer companion of mine, pointing to the quest board.
In actuality, what my dear sorcerer companion, with his big hat and robes, failed to realize in ti was the fact that I've already swiped every single piece of parchnt tacked onto the notice board. So really, he was just pointing at nothing, making himself look like a complete and utter fool.
Which is ironic, since his intelligence stat far exceeded the rest of my party mbers, including .
But that's just A.I for you.
Anyway, Dad was a busy guy. Made him run around the entire province doing errands for people with way too much ti on their hands.
You can't farm without farming equipnt? Okay, sure, I'll get you so. Pretty sure there's a shop literally around the corner where you could just walk your lazy ass over yonder, but whatever, custor is always right, I guess.
You want to spy on a girl you have a crush on just to find out what she likes? Dude, my armor has been forged with the hardened skin and flesh of my foes. You sure you want to be your cupid? No problem? Okay. Yeah.
Let clarify here, you want , a legendary hero from the past that has been flung forward into the future to save the world from a life-ending threat, you want that very sa hero to be running around the entire kingdom just to help you catch your runaway chickens?
Is that really what you want a hero to be doing, lady? Is it really?
Ooo, you're giving away a hundred gold for it? Why didn't you just say so? Hell yeah, m'lady. Lead the way.
Eventually, that long laundry list of quests I've acquired has soon whittled down to just a fair few in the course of just a few short hours. Ticked away the farr, ticked away the crush, ticked away the chickens, next on the list is…
Search quest. Talk to the Aristocrat. Don't mind if I do.
Just like any other quest, it had a four-step process. Talk here, go there, find this, go back, done.
The first step was talk. So talk I did.
Mr. Aristocrat spoke in a rather pompous manner, so much so, that I was barely paying any attention to him. That was until he disclosed just who exactly I was looking for.
"My Elf has gone missing. Attempting to flee, I suppose. Would you be so kind as to bring him back here for ?"
I shifted in my seat, hunching myself closer to the screen. Now he's got my attention. Sure, aristocrat, sure…
"Splendid to hear! Now I hear talks of Elves being sighted within the greens of Witherwood Forest. I do believe your journey starts there. Do more than just drive them away, will you? Farewell."
The second step and the third, together compacted into words on the upper righthand corner.
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