Mini-devlog Update #18

Flat waterlogged ground surrounds you in all directions. A few trees stretch forlornly into the sky above banks of reeds. These are the Magwort Fens.
In the middle of the fens there is an island hemmed in by bulrushes. On this island you find a chest decorated with intricate mother-of-pearl inlays. What will you do?
- Lift the lid and see what’s inside?
- Or retrace the treacherous path through the mire?
September is upon us, and as the days grow shorter, the cold morning bites are stronger. I still enjoy the last warm rays of the sun during the day before autumn hits. And you know what they’re saying about winter… That’s right. Lockdown is coming.
[h2]We require more vespene gas[/h2]
Either that or a good amount of coffee at the very least. The artist and I are working hard on the big content update for Golnir. I expect to hit beta at the very end of September. Followed by bug fixing and the release of the next major update sometime around Halloween. A big challenge would be to keep all existing saves intact so I would rely on the beta testers to help with that.

Golnir is a Rank 2 to 4 difficulty area with lots of little rewards to help an adventurer which ought to ease out the difficulty spike that currently hits you when you travel to the Great Steppes which is a rank 5+ area.
Currently I am preparing all combat encounters and the new skills spread across the land which you can obtain. Aside from new enemies you’ll face in raw combat, there’s a fair number of ability and choice encounters where you better have your wits about you.
[h2]See you next time![/h2]
You come across an old bogle laughing to himself. His body looks like a mossy old tree-stump and he has a mouth as wide as a sack of coal. When you ask why he’s laughing, he replies: ‘Because there you are gawping instead of running away, and now I’m about to up and eat you.’
The bogle picks you up and is about to pop you in his mouth. His breath makes an open drain smell as sweet as a bouquet of tulips, and his teeth look like jagged bits of flint. You had better think fast if you don’t want to end up being picked out of those teeth with a bit of matchwood.