I've read about 9.3 gazillion posts about this game. Some good, some bad, but I do notice a constant in alot of these posts, comparisons to FFXI. I played FFXI for 6 years give or take a month or two here or there as I am sure many who play FFXIV did. I am curious as to what you approve/disapprove of when comparing the two games. Try to be constructive and not inflammatory cause in the end we all want this game to be better.
For me, from the first minute I got outside San d'Oria and into East Ronfare I was hooked. Bilbo's line from "Fellowship of the Ring" comes to mind, "It's a dangerous business, going out your door. You step onto the road, and if you don't keep your feet, there's no telling where you might be swept off to." The promise of excitement from a massive adventure loomed over me. Grinding out those early levels was bliss. I remember looking forward to getting "Provoke" and my first weapon skill "Fast Blade". Yeah I used a sword when first leveling warrior. What the **** did I know. Turning in bat wings and rabbit hides for minimal monetary gains just so I could afford some trivial piece of armor which would be unknowingly obsolete in 2 levels. I remember that stuff with great fondness. Maybe more so than gaining greater rewards later in the game. I sensed the enormity of the game early on but felt secure because I wasn't forced to leave my little home town to keep moving forward in levels and storyline.
For me, that magic isn't there with FFXIV, as much as I want it to be. Walking out of and around Ul'dah I get the sense of being inundated with a feeling of emptiness. I sense it's expected of me to know immediately or very quickly how to "make a living". No wonder. No skill I am looking forward to unlocking. No quest I gleefully try to finish. No rewards other than money, exp or crafting items.
I still have a Wing Pendant in my moghouse in FFXI(one of the first quest rewards I ever got). In 6 years are you going to have a piece of gear in FFXIV that you got in your first month?
Haha, this ended up sounding more nostalgic and less comparative than I intended.
Maybe I'm jaded. ****, maybe we all are.