I wrote my own choose-your-own-adventure books when I was a kid. I suspect we all did. I’d love to see those scrawls now: the breathless, clunky, obvious descriptions, the abundance of useless death-by-spikes scribbles, the cameo appearances from Star Wars monsters, the grotesque unfairness. Relics of a child’s imagination, needing only the basic fact of dungeon-delving to fill in every gap with lurid, thrilling detail. I needed so little to conjure up so much.
This is what The Warlock Of Firetop Mountain is up against. A reimagining of the very first of Steve Jackson & Ian Livingstone’s 80s Fighting Fantasy books, its prime directive is to insert 3D graphics into those gaps. Risky business.
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