I remember the first time I played Morrowind as a kid I played as a giant orc with a big axe. And I would always pass out due to fatigue because my armor was so heavy and my character would just lay down to sleep mid-combat. I took a fighter's guild quest to go meet up with some bitch who was also an initiate to the guild and our job was to kill some dark elf. I had to figure out where it was since there was no quest markers. I read my journal and I checked my map and this shit was like at the tip-top of the map across the entire continent. Since there was no fast travel, I had to figure out the confusing ass strider travel system, ended up going to random ass places, running into hostile bandit camps where they would chop my head off, navigating dangerous canyons (I was a simple orc who was like level 3 mind you). Finally after what seemed like an entire days worth of finding my way to the location, me and this hoochie go into this dungeon, kill some skellys, shit was cash. We see the Dark elf and we engage, Dark elf kills fighter's guild hoochie. I say whatever, take his sweet armor and make my day trek back to the guild (I was as lost as I was making my way there). I tell the guild bro I got the dark elf and hes like..
"Wuh...where's fighter's guild hoochie?"
Oh she fell in the battle, it was pretty tough.
"Get the fuck out of my face you piece of shit orc"
Open my journal
"Fighter's guild bro is disappointed that I let fighter's guild hoochie die, I'm going to need to earn his respect again"
Uninstall game, dispose of morrowind discs and destroy computer
TLDR you kids today with your fast travel and quest markers
