


This is almost a tie, but I give the edge to Oblivion. In Skyrim, did you ever discover that a dragon was disguised as an average citizen? No. Plus, there’s the added bonus of discovering Mythic Dawn agents in Oblivion, townsfolk who secretly worship the cult. I prefer the Daedra because they don’t swoop down on me when I’m hunting deer or walking through town or picking Nirnroot by a riverside. Now, I just let out a sigh when one appears circling overhead, and many times I’ve killed it and stripped it for parts so quickly that I’m already selling its bones to an unimpressed shopkeeper before I’ve fully finished absorbing its soul. Eventually it becomes dull, and then simply a nuisance, something that makes you wearily climb off your horse for a minute or two. The first time you fight one, it’s extremely exciting. The first time you see a dragon in Skyrim, it’s very cool. But if you ask me, battling the Daedra in Oblivion is still better than battling Skyrim’s unending and frankly boring parade of dragons.

Closing those damn Oblivion gates, one after another after another, becomes a real slog. I’ll admit the main storyline of Oblivion isn’t especially great. It was a fantastic feature, and its absence from Skyrim feels especially odd now, since crafting has become such a big element in games the past few years. You could mix, match, and combine effects, stack spells, and even name them. You could set the range of the spell, the area of effect, and the duration, the parameters of which were determined by the Magicka cost and your skill level.

Using an Altar of Spellmaking opened a pane where you could select the magical effects you had learned and were able to cast, and use them to create custom spells. In particular, the ability to craft spells. Perhaps as a way to streamline Skyrim a bit to appeal to more players, some of the complexities of Oblivion were left behind. That kind of thing doesn’t happen to cool people, does it? In Oblivion, it does. Lucien was the slickest and coolest dude in the game, someone far too cool to wind up dangling upside down with half his face gone. It’s a truly shocking and dispiriting moment to see him strung up naked, dead, and mutilated. Lucius winds up being blamed for the mis-killings, tortured, hung like a side of beef, and even partially eaten.
