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About This Game You wake up with no memory. Your day is starting off great!Nepenthe is a hand-drawn RPG with a terrible sense of humor. Set in the strange world of Carithia, you play as a mysterious bald dude who lost his memory. Yes, you read that right. Meet some very polite monsters, and battle both them and your sense of self-dignity in epic bullet-hell fight scenes.Definitely not a potato in a trench coatSporting a childish hand-drawn art style, Nepenthe is sure to either make you love it at first glance, or throw your computer away. The developer of Nepenthe takes no responsibility for such actions, and recommends drinking chamomile tea. “It’s really soothing,” he says. “You should really try it one day,” he says. “What was I talking about?” He asks. There is an awkward pause.designed for non-psychopaths, mostlyWith three different endings, and countless side-quests, Nepenthe is designed for ultimate replayability. This can get quite annoying if you need to share a computer with someone else. Trust me. Almost every monster can be spared, for added challenge and less violence. They can also be killed - don’t worry, you psychopaths! If you enjoy dad-jokes or Chinese water torture, Nepenthe is for you.Nepenthe is designed for both casual and hardcore gamers alike.Explore two modes: "Adventure" or "Story," to find the play-style that best suits you."Adventure" mode is a bullet-hell extravaganza, with ever increasing difficulty as the game progresses."Story" mode's battles are easy one-click things, designed for those who just want the story, not the gameplay.Enjoy stunning hand-drawn art along the wayJoin us, as we stare into the Orb together. 7aa9394dea Title: NepentheGenre: Action, Adventure, Indie, RPGDeveloper:YitzPublisher:yours trulyFranchise:NepentheRelease Date: 17 May, 2018 Nepenthe Download] [key Serial Number] nepenthe allusion in the raven. nepenthe at big sur. nepenthe define. nepenthe home medical. nepenthe restaurant. nepenthe near big sur. nepenthe in california. nepenthe lyrics. nepenthe meaning in urdu. nepenthez court. nepenthes ny. nepenthe cellar door. nepenthe wine club. nepenthe farm. nepenthes new york. nepenthe urban dictionary. nepenthe wedding. nepenthe gate block shiraz. nepenthe dress code. nepenthe elevation. nepenthe james potter. nepenthe band. nepenthe ne demek. nepenthe clothing. nepenthe shiraz 2015 price. nepenthe vessel. nepenthes care. nepenthe winery menu. nepenthe komorebi. nepenthe phoenix shop. nepenthes macrophylla. nepenthe gluten free. nepenthe gift shop. nepenthe big sur images. nepenthe falls rd. nepenthe o que significa. nepenthe bed and breakfast. nepenthe meaning. nepenthe in the raven. nepenthe 2016 shiraz. nepenthe wellness. nepenthe 7850. nepenthe open. nepenthe mythology. nepenthe em portugues. nepenthe the raven. nepenthe opeth lyrics. nepenthe vegan. nepenthe 2016 pinot noir. nepenthe twitter. nepenthez mixer. nepenthe novel. nepenthez youtube. nepenthe b&b. nepenthe ambrosia burger recipe. nepenthe tempranillo. nepenthe restaurant menu. nepenthe events Nepenthe is exactly as described. It is a game drawn by hand and full of dad jokes. Those things work very well in this short game. This is an RPG Maker game, but it feels far from what a player might typcially expect with that tag. There is an interesting story with 3 endings and many small things to interact with. That is to say, this feels like a full world that is worth spending time in. On top of that, there are jokes that actually made me laugh. This is a developer that cares very much about the product. I've been asked very poignant questions and been assured that improvements are on the way. It is not a perfect game, but it is fun. I would recommend getting it on sale, but I would definitely recommend getting it!. I have started playing through the game and I am already thoroughly enjoying a lot of aspects about this game. For example its very obvious the creator has spent lots of time and effort on the dialogue as it has been fab so far through out the game, its engaging and interesting!! I love the art style (although sometimes hard to see objects at times) its fun and creative and very innovative. Something I havent seen done before! Overall a great game and well worth the small fee to pay for it, cant wait to play more and see how the story progresses! If you would like to see my playthrough of the game here is part one!: https://youtu.be/VPZVllX6sVk. An amazing gem that is worth your entire attention if you're the slightest fan of RPGs Even if the game is rather short (even with three different endings), it is memorable.Not only the art breaks the mold but the choice of soundtrack, the dialogues, the bad jokes, it all sets a very distinct mood which I fell in love with. Every aspect of this game is a good reason to pick it up and play it.If I had a single complaint is that it's way too good for how short it is! I wish the story expanded a lot more. I know how much work has been put into making this, it took the guy a year or more to complete this project so I can't really complain about anything. I do admire the guy, but gosh, now that you made such an awesome title, why am i still hungry for more!!!! It doesn't mean that I'll stop playing it, actually I think i'll even explore every single corner to find all the weird stuff that's hidden all around.. 30 minutes in, im enjoying it. definitly worth the money and the humor is on point. love the color pencil look. charming graphics+ great soundtrack+ basically every tree and stone can be interacted with- not enough content, lots and lots of open space- hardly anything worth (!) interacting with- coding issues: Trying to get the second ending resulted in the "best" ending, as the game assumed that I did things that I didn't do (pickaxe route, but I got treated as if I took the key route, i.e. interfering with the globe)- the first ending's escape section is tedious and almost made me give upRecommended? Yes, but barely, and only on sale.. An amazing gem that is worth your entire attention if you're the slightest fan of RPGs Even if the game is rather short (even with three different endings), it is memorable.Not only the art breaks the mold but the choice of soundtrack, the dialogues, the bad jokes, it all sets a very distinct mood which I fell in love with. Every aspect of this game is a good reason to pick it up and play it.If I had a single complaint is that it's way too good for how short it is! I wish the story expanded a lot more. I know how much work has been put into making this, it took the guy a year or more to complete this project so I can't really complain about anything. I do admire the guy, but gosh, now that you made such an awesome title, why am i still hungry for more!!!! It doesn't mean that I'll stop playing it, actually I think i'll even explore every single corner to find all the weird stuff that's hidden all around.. A fever dream in video game format. 10/10 Childe Roland to the Dark Tower Came: I would like to introduce you to a strange and haunting poem, one written by the Victorian author Robert Browning, who recorded this text, fully written, as seen in a dream one night. The title of the poem is "Childe Roland to the Dark Tower Came," and I think you will enjoy it very much. Here it is:"CHILDE ROLAND TO THE DARK TOWER CAME"_(See Edgar's song in "Lear.")_My first thought was, he lied in every word, That hoary cripple, with malicious eye Askance to watch the working of his lieOn mine, and mouth scarce able to affordSuppression of the glee, that pursed and scored Its edge, at one more victim gained thereby.What else should he be set for, with his staff? What, save to waylay with his lies, ensnare All travellers who might find him posted there,And ask the road? I guessed what skull-like laugh Would break, what crutch 'gin write my epitaph For pastime in the dusty thoroughfare,If at his counsel I should turn aside Into that ominous tract which, all agree, Hides the Dark Tower. Yet acquiescinglyI did turn as he pointed: neither prideNor hope rekindling at the end descried. So much as gladness that some end might be.For, what with my whole world-wide wandering, What, with my search drawn out thro' years, my hope Dwindled into a ghost not fit to copeWith that obstreperous joy success would bring,--I hardly tried now to rebuke the spring My heart made, finding failure in its scope.As when a sick man very near to death Seems dead indeed, and feels begin and end The tears, and takes the farewell of each friend,And hears one bid the other go, draw breathFreelier outside, ("since all is o'er," he saith, "And the blow fallen no grieving can amend;") While some discuss if near the other graves Be room enough for this, and when a day Suits best for carrying the corpse away,With care about the banners, scarves, and staves:And still the man hears all, and only craves He may not shame such tender love and stay.Thus, I had so long suffered in this quest, Heard failure prophesied so oft, been writ So many times among "The Band"--to wit,The knights who to the Dark Tower's search addressed Their steps--that just to fail as they, seemed best, And all the doubt was now--should I be fit?So, quiet as despair, I turned from him, That hateful cripple, out of his highway Into the path he pointed. All the dayHad been a dreary one at best, and dimWas settling to its close, yet shot one grim Red leer to see the plain catch its estray. For mark! no sooner was I fairly found Pledged to the plain, after a pace or two, Than, pausing to throw backward a last viewO'er the safe road, 'twas gone; gray plain all round:Nothing but plain to the horizon's bound, I might go on; naught else remained to do.So, on I went. I think I never saw Such starved ignoble nature; nothing throve: For flowers--as well expect a cedar grove!But cockle, spurge, according to their lawMight propagate their kind, with none to awe, You'd think; a burr had been a treasure trove. No! penury, inertness, and grimace, In some strange sort, were the land's portion. "See Or shut your eyes," said Nature peevishly,"It nothing skills: I cannot help my case:'Tis the Last Judgment's fire must cure this place, Calcine its clods and set my prisoners free." If there pushed any ragged thistle-stalk Above its mates, the head was chopped; the bents Were jealous else. What made those holes and rentsIn the dock's harsh swarth leaves, bruised as to balk All hope of greenness? 'tis a brute must walk Pashing their life out, with a brute's intents.As for the grass, it grew as scant as hair In leprosy; thin dry blades pricked the mud Which underneath looked kneaded up with blood.One stiff blind horse, his every bone a-stare,Stood stupefied, however he came there: Thrust out past service from the devil's stud!Alive? he might be dead for aught I know, With that red gaunt and colloped neck a-strain, And shut eyes underneath the rusty mane;Seldom went such grotesqueness with such woe;I never saw a brute I hated so; He must be wicked to deserve such pain.I shut my eyes and turned them on my heart. As a man calls for wine before he fights, I asked one draught of earlier, happier sights,Ere fitly I could hope to play my part.Think first, fight afterwards--the soldier's art: One taste of the old time sets all to rights. Not it! I fancied Cuthbert's reddening face Beneath its garniture of curly gold, Dear fellow, till I almost felt him foldAn arm in mine to fix me to the place,That way he used. Alas, one night's disgrace! Out went my heart's new fire and left it cold.Giles then, the soul of honour--there he stands Frank as ten years ago when knighted first. What honest man should dare (he said) he durst.Good--but the scene shifts--faugh! what hangman hands Pin to his breast a parchment? His own bands Read it. Poor traitor, spit upon and curst!Better this present than a past like that; Back therefore to my darkening path again! No sound, no sight so far as eye could strain.Will the night send a howlet or a bat? I asked: when something on the dismal flat Came to arrest my thoughts and change their train.A sudden little river crossed my path As unexpected as a serpent comes. No sluggish tide congenial to the glooms;This, as it frothed by, might have been a bathFor the fiend's glowing hoof--to see the wrath Of its black eddy bespate with flakes and spumes. So petty, yet so spiteful! All along, Low scrubby alders kneeled down over it; Drenched willows flung them headlong in a fitOf mute despair, a suicidal throng:The river which had done them all the wrong, Whate'er that was, rolled by, deterred no whit. Which, while I forded,--good saints, how I feared To set my foot upon a dead man's cheek, Each step, or feel the spear I thrust to seekFor hollows, tangled in his hair or beard!--It may have been a water-rat I speared, But, ugh! it sounded like a baby's shriek.Glad was I when I reached the other bank. Now for a better country. Vain presage! Who were the strugglers, what war did they wageWhose savage trample thus could pad the dank Soil to a plash? Toads in a poisoned tank, Or wild cats in a red-hot iron cage--The fight must so have seemed in that fell cirque. What penned them there, with all the plain, to choose? No foot-print leading to that horrid mews,None out of it. Mad brewage set to workTheir brains, no doubt, like galley-slaves the Turk Pits for his pastime, Christians against Jews.And more than that--a furlong on--why, there! What bad use was that engine for, that wheel, Or brake, not wheel--that harrow fit to reelMen's bodies out like silk? with all the airOf Tophet's tool, on earth left unaware, Or brought to sharpen its rusty teeth of steel.Then came a bit of stubbed ground, once a wood, Next a marsh, it would seem, and now mere earth Desperate and done with; (so a fool finds mirth,Makes a thing and then mars it, till his moodChanges, and off he goes!) within a rood-- Bog, clay, and rubble, sand, and stark black dearth. Now blotches rankling, coloured gay and grim, Now patches where some leanness of the soil's Broke into moss or substances like boils;Then came some palsied oak, a cleft in himLike a distorted mouth that splits its rim Gaping at death, and dies while it recoils.And just as far as ever from the end, Naught in the distance but the evening, naught To point my footstep further! At the thought,A great black bird, Apollyon's bosom-friend, Sailed past, nor beat his wide wing dragon-penned That brushed my cap--perchance the guide I sought.For, looking up, aware I somehow grew, 'Spite of the dusk, the plain had given place All round to mountains--with such name to graceMere ugly heights and heaps now stolen in view.How thus they had surprised me,--solve it, you! How to get from them was no clearer case.Yet half I seemed to recognize some trick Of mischief happened to me, Gods knows when-- In a bad dream, perhaps. Here ended, then,Progress this way. When, in the very nickOf giving up, one time more, came a click As when a trap shuts--you're inside the den.Burningly it came on me all at once, This was the place! those two hills on the right, Crouched like two bulls locked horn in horn. Something Big Is Coming (and it ain't yo momma): If you've been following me on Discord[discord.gg], you already know about this, but for those of you who don't: There's something coming.What is that something?Well, you'll know soon enough.How soon exactly is still up in the air, since I don't know myself, honestly.If you want to know more you can follow me on Discord[discord.gg], or just wait and see...You'll like it, I can tell you that much :)Form your very excited friendly-neighborhood-game-developer,YitzPS: I just want to say thank you again for all the lovely responses and reviews I've received from you guys. It really means a lot to me :3. D E E P D R E A M: So I was playing around with Google's Deepdream[deepdreamgenerator.com] software today, and out of curiosity, gave it the Nepenthe logo. This is the result: For comparison, this is the original image:Um... yeah.I have no idea why I did this.Please forgive me, for I have sinned.Amen.Yours truly,YitzPS: We're almost at 30 reviews, which is crazy! Thank you so much for all the support :3. Nepenthe has a Discord server!: https://discord.gg/Zbfy899. Nepenthe is out!: I am proud to say it:"IT."...I am also proud to say that Nepenthe is out for public play on Steam now! If you're reading this, you probably already know that, since it can only be read on Steam (as far as I know), but I'm saying it anyways. So yeah. Buy, play, and review Nepenthe now, or else I'll come quietly into your home at night and steal all your potatoes!

 
 
 

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