Over the last week something sad happened on our Valheim server: Bradford's original house was destroyed. At first he played it off, but as the days have gone on, its made him more and more depressed.
After almost 100 hours in Vaheim, Bradford is reflecting on some of the things he's loved when exploring the 10th world of Yggdrasil. However, the design decision that really keeps him coming back isn't the lax survival elements or the onion layers of complexity in the Viking game. It's the portals.
On our journeys around Valheim's world, we've encountered scary beasts, such as the wretched Draugr in the swamp, or the Goblin-like Furlings in the Plains. But nothing could have prepared my group of Vikings for what is becoming Valheim's deadliest denizen: the Deathsquito.
So Bradford might be a tad addicted to Valheim, the new Viking Survival game that is taking Steam by storm right now. Bradford recounts his weekend in the 10th World and how its progressed.