Homeland question
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Warrior
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written Saturday, January 24 2004 21:19
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Can I have some quick help please? I've just dug out my old Homeland CD and my memory has gone blank on me. I can't seem to remember what to do with Braccus. Little Help?? :confused: -------------------- Motekey and Drakefyre rule. Halo for XBOX rule Avernum 2/3 rule Posts: 182 | Registered: Monday, June 17 2002 07:00 |
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Lifecrafter
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written Sunday, January 25 2004 01:31
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hay no one plays hoemlandh throw it awai lol -------------------- - The Great Mister Posts: 972 | Registered: Tuesday, October 28 2003 08:00 |
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Agent
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written Sunday, January 25 2004 11:03
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What's Homeland? Besides HomeLand Security. A branch of the US Federal Government dedicated to fighting the Evils of Terrorism. And if you believe that your IQ probably rival Stimpys. From Ren and Stimpy. -------------------- Look Ma, I'm banned! Posts: 1046 | Registered: Friday, March 22 2002 08:00 |
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Lifecrafter
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written Sunday, January 25 2004 11:11
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It's the sucky game that doesn't sell and is ugly and buggy and hosted by SW. Yey! -------------------- - The Great Mister Posts: 972 | Registered: Tuesday, October 28 2003 08:00 |
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Shake Before Using
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written Sunday, January 25 2004 15:49
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I'm tempted to delete all of the replies in this thread for being stupid and unhelpful. Although in a way, tGM's first reply is one of the most helpful you're likely to get... -_-;; Posts: 3234 | Registered: Thursday, October 4 2001 07:00 |
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Guardian
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written Sunday, January 25 2004 17:41
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Yep. In complete seriousness, I highly doubt the existence on this board of a single person who has played Homeland extensively enough to even come close to answering your question. I found the game to have some semblance of playability, up until I found out just how horribly fashioned the combat system was. -------------------- "Let a man find himself, in distinction from others, on top of two wheels with a chain- at least in a poor country like Russia- and his vanity begins to swell out like his tires. In America it takes an automobile to produce this effect."- Leon Trotsky Posts: 1798 | Registered: Sunday, October 5 2003 07:00 |
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Agent
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written Monday, January 26 2004 16:27
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I have a feeling this game is not very popular. And that This topic will probably be closed soon. -------------------- Look Ma, I'm banned! Posts: 1046 | Registered: Friday, March 22 2002 08:00 |
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Agent
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written Monday, January 26 2004 16:33
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I played it for exactly 1 min and 55 sec before I figured out how to get out of my room. Then I uninstalled it. Way too slow for my computer...which is actually sorta brand new. -------------------- 73|-| 1|\|\/1|\|<1|3|_3 |30063y|\/|4|\| AHEM: Chance Forums! -Reality Corp. Posts: 1307 | Registered: Tuesday, May 7 2002 07:00 |
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Law Bringer
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written Monday, January 26 2004 17:07
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Homeland is the game we love to hate. It deserves brutalization even more than Galactic Core. GC is just boring. Homeland is awful. —Alorael, who draws the line at games where you walk around slowly in real time in order to run into a snake, which you fight in a clunky, counterintuitive manner with the aid of your dog. There is no part of the game that does not scream for help. Posts: 14579 | Registered: Saturday, December 1 2001 08:00 |
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Master Jeweller
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written Tuesday, January 27 2004 06:24
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Okay, a small attempt at answering the question, and please note that this in no way implies that I actually like this game (although admittedly the magic system has potential, but that goes unreached as well) Braccus. You have to read all the books around, then talk to him and answer his questions. Safe first, just in case you don't get the answers right. He'll give you a quest to find a Magic Stone somewhere down there, and bring it to him. IIRC. And I'm afraid I can't help you much more than that. -------------------- Freude, schöner Götterfunken, Tochter aus Elysium, Wir betreten feuertrunken, Himmlische, dein Heilighthum! Deine Zauber binden wieder, was die Mode streng getheilt, Alle Menschen werden Brüder, wo dein sanfter Flügel weilt. Pieter Simoons aka Radiant Official Crystal Shard and SubTerra webpage Posts: 798 | Registered: Monday, December 17 2001 08:00 |
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Agent
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written Tuesday, January 27 2004 15:25
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This game sounds as though it has a verry poor battle tactic system. -------------------- Look Ma, I'm banned! Posts: 1046 | Registered: Friday, March 22 2002 08:00 |
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Law Bringer
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written Tuesday, January 27 2004 17:15
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The game has a very poor [insert aspect of game here. Any aspect you'd like.]. It is an unfortunate piece of code. —Alorael, who agrees that the combat system is exceptionally bad. Good combat can make up for many things, but Homeland doesn't even have that saving grace. Posts: 14579 | Registered: Saturday, December 1 2001 08:00 |
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Infiltrator
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written Tuesday, January 27 2004 17:22
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I always liked Homeland. Except for Braccus. He was gay. He always auto killed me. Horah, I have the hint book right here.. ::SPOILER:: First Answer: Water Second Answer: Prince Festival Final Answer: Brocillius Hope that helps. :) -------------------- Professor Frost gives me ideas. Professor Frost has many an eye. Professor Frost always foils my plans. Posts: 549 | Registered: Thursday, October 17 2002 07:00 |
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Agent
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written Tuesday, January 27 2004 17:27
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:eek: :eek: :eek: Someone likes Homeland... :eek: :eek: :eek: -------------------- 73|-| 1|\|\/1|\|<1|3|_3 |30063y|\/|4|\| AHEM: Chance Forums! -Reality Corp. Posts: 1307 | Registered: Tuesday, May 7 2002 07:00 |
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BANNED
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written Tuesday, January 27 2004 17:46
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quote:Hey, Mr. Zahndi! Quit the homophobia please. :) -------------------- We're all amazed but not amused By all the things that you said you'd do. You're much concerned but not involved by Decisions that are made by you But we are sick and tired of hearing your song, Telling us how you are going to change right from wrong, 'Cause if you really want to hear our views, You haven't done nothin'. Posts: 6936 | Registered: Tuesday, September 18 2001 07:00 |
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Infiltrator
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written Wednesday, January 28 2004 08:06
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Oh, darn, then. He's just "Sexually Confuzzled". [ Wednesday, January 28, 2004 08:10: Message edited by: Apples and Pears ] -------------------- Professor Frost gives me ideas. Professor Frost has many an eye. Professor Frost always foils my plans. Posts: 549 | Registered: Thursday, October 17 2002 07:00 |
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Agent
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written Friday, January 30 2004 14:52
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Look, I hate to tell you this but it's no big thing if he said Gay. I'll say Gay right now, Gay. Oh is the politically polict police going to arrest me. -------------------- Look Ma, I'm banned! Posts: 1046 | Registered: Friday, March 22 2002 08:00 |
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Shake Before Using
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written Friday, January 30 2004 19:05
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YOU'RE UNDER ARREST!!! FOR STUPIDITY IN THE WORST DEGREE TM's point was that he was using the word as an insult as opposed to referring to someone who is actually homosexual. Posts: 3234 | Registered: Thursday, October 4 2001 07:00 |
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Bob's Big Date
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written Friday, January 30 2004 19:24
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