Posted by Bootaaay in 05-28-2008, 12:20 PM
Morrowind has a good few cool little secrets, not sure if any are worthy of mind-blowing status though :p
There are various references to Pokemon in Morrowind – namely, a skeleton called ‘Peke Utchoo’, a 6th house base section named ‘Marowak’s Spine’, a Dwemer ruins section named ‘Weepingbell Hall’ and a burial cavern section named ‘Kakuna Burial’.
Theres a plant in Vivec named ‘Charles the Plant’ in reference to Chuck the Plant from various Lucas Arts adventure games, Charles gives the player the ingredient ‘Meteor Slime’ in referrence to Manic Mansion.
Furthermore, there is a NPC named M’aiq the Liar who dispenses useless advice on things such as multiplayer; “M’aiq does not know this word. You wish others to help you in your quest? Coward! If you must, search for the Argonian Im-Leet, or perhaps the big Nord, Rolf the Uber. They will certainly wish to join you.”
Theres a reference to Empire Strikes Back in Bloodmoon; a dead adventurer hanging upside down in an ice cave, reaching out for his sword on the floor
In Sothelstiem theres a fortune teller named Odfrid White-Lip who predicts the storyline of Oblivion; “When the dragon dies, the Empire dies. Where is the lost dragon’s blood, the Empire’s sire? And from the womb of the void, who shall stem the blood tide?.”
And finally, there is the corpse of Indiana Jones in a cave crushed under a rock with a note containing his last words;
“My adventures have taken me all over. I have been places that man never knew existed. I have retrieved artifacts and fine treasures that were thought to be myth. From chalices of origins long lost, to gems with power unthought of by man, to powerful religious artifacts that house more interest to madmen than sane. I shall at least take these fine memories with me to the grave.
I shall miss my father. Like me, he was also a man of adventure. I followed in his footsteps, though I was blessed with far more luck than he. Until now, of course. He shall be on his own now. At least I am spared any more jokes about my childhood pet. And my students…how I treasured teaching them the secrets and alien concepts of all things unknown and mysterious. May they be successful.
I do not go down along though. With my crippled body, in this heap of earth, I am accompanied by my trusty leather, my steel, and most of all, my token hat. Unable to reach them under the mass, I know they are untouchable and safe. I will not die alone.