Role Playing Games? More Like Real Pish Games

Am I right? Aye, actually. I pick on some RPGs to make my point in this vaguely disguised love letter to Skyrim

It was a glorious day in Tamriel. The sunshine pierced the frigid air and diffused through the evergreen trees. I was feeling pretty good; I had just escaped a big, fuck off dragon and was now standing on a stone path with that thing that all RPGs need: choice. I could go with this Stormcloak lad to his sister’s place in Riverwood and reminisce about ho…