We are approaching February 3rd. HOMD is almost out. Soon I can sleep again. I hope you enjoy the game. But the devlogs don’t stop! They never stop! There’s something a bit weird about romance in games, right? In most
You approach the moonlit shack, tiny animal-bones crunching beneath your boots. The man sitting by the fire outside looks more dead than alive: haggard, ancient, decayed. A question comes unbidden to your lips. “What happened to you?” “Indie game development,”
The Sanctioned Nine The gods of the House are very real indeed, and make their existence known. In the Cities, however, ordinary people are only permitted to worship the nine Sanctioned gods. Over the course of your travels, as you make
A couple of months on, I can look back on HOMD’s early alpha release with a nice sense of perspective, and all told it actually went very well. There were many reports of instability and poor collision detection, but both
I described the last update as a “quick little update” and then proceeded to write somewhere in the region of 1000 words. This time, I’m afraid, I’m going to stick to my promises. Here is a condensed list of what
Come in, come in, sit down! Here’s your grapnel. If another devlog gets within 50 paces, you will launch the grappling-hook, crash through their window, and wreak merry hell. I hear the Top Secret devlog will soon be approaching, so ready yourself.
The last 2 weeks have been an intense period of knuckling-down on the combat part of the game. Exploring the House, you are sure to meet other travellers, and some of them are not friendly. Better to flee, perhaps, or
Greetings, explorers. Have a seat by the fire. Don’t fall in. Not much new development this week, I’m afraid. The world has been conspiring against my productivity by making me happy. Last weekend – and weekends are usually when I