50 hours in and I feel like this is the arc of becoming a fukking gawddd.
There's so many moments in this game that test patience and on the level of a real life action flick. For instance, I went back to the headquarters to check on the elders and get a pouch rub from that nice lady that sits on the bed. This invader NPC came out of nowhere and wanted smoke. So I whipped out the axe and fire to battle the enemy. We were jumping over tables and throw shyt at each other to the point I had him staggering.
He tries to use his trace spell and I jump off the table like some Matrix shyt and gave him a critical hit. Those moments outweigh how tedious and frustrating the game is. You are basically playing the patience game, and if you lacking patience, you are not going to progress.