Replaying BG1 this summer reminded me just how much wildlife was in the wilderness maps. And birdsong. Rain. Nighttime. The joy of finding a tavern in a walled settlement after travelling for days. It’s funny how such small touches make a game world believable.
Sometimes I wonder if Larian have a bunch of excitable 12 year olds writing their games. Because I cannot fathom why they dispensed with so much of what made the previous games such a success.
