I've been on a retro games kick recently, rediscovering a number of bygone hits that featured throughout my childhood. Born in the mid-80s and having first discovered video games in the early 90s – shout out to DMA Design's Lemmings, the one that started it all for me – my formative years are filled with memories of my dad and I hunched over the family Atari ST, clicking its anti-ergonomic mouse through blocky chip-tune driven adventures, while squinting at the PC monitor's rear-projection screen.
Sword of Vermillion and Legend of Dragoon are two console classics that have re-entered my life in recent times, but my latest obsession dates back further – to the MS-DOS days of 1992 when I was just six years old. I might have been a year or two older when I first played Ishar: Legend of the Fortress, admittedly, but it's stolen my leisure time of late with the same ruthless vigor as the old-school role-player's innkeepers.
