Lords of the Fallen hides item descriptions behind high enough stats. Holy-aligned items need enough Radiance, Unholy-aligned ones need enough Inferno, and for Umbral items you need both.
There are some exceptions, like when you hand "Remembrances" over to buy boss weapons and armour, those remembrance items have their flavour text revealed once they're pinned up in the Remembrance menu.
Cool thing: Unlike ER, a remembrance unlocks ALL of the weapons/armours to be purchased with 'souls' whenever you can afford them. You don't need to get finicky about which to consume for souls, which to trade in for boss items, and which ones to clone at the limited number of mausoleums to try get everything.
I agree with you, because I'm enjoying this game's gameplay so I would keep playing regardless.
I disagree with you, because them doing this has further encouraged me to do at least two more playthroughs, one as a Radiant build and one as an Umbral build, to try see everything (and there's 3 endings anyway).
I do find it a little frustrating because I like reading descriptions in these games, but I'm not going to complain about an excuse to play more of something I'm already liking.
Motherfucker, life is hard in the Lands Between. Between what? Between virginity and sexual repression. Still no maidens! Once again it is time to strip away the old woman-repellant rags and looksmaxx with a new style. Behold the Iron Suitor! Gaze upon my confident heterosexuality!
Wouldn't you want to turn yourself into a woman just for the off-chance to be even considered for a romantic occasion of hand-holding and reproduction attempts with someone as manly as this? Wouldn't you lick the ground I've gloriously walked on just for the pheromones I left behind?
The knives are just for looks, I actually suck with them, but I heard bitches respect a man who can go apeshit at any moment and cut them up a bit. Otherwise I'm feeling good about the ragged armor, looks like I've seen some shit and survived just to spread my victorious seed all over the fucking place. The helmet just happens to cover my face but I'm not ugly or anything, not my fault I can't open it up, not my fault they make them like this.
Motherfucker, life is hard in the Lands Between. Between what? Between virginity and sexual repression. Still no maidens! Once again it is time to strip away the old woman-repellant rags and looksmaxx with a new style. Behold the Iron Suitor! Gaze upon my confident heterosexuality!
Wouldn't you want to turn yourself into a woman just for the off-chance to be even considered for a romantic occasion of hand-holding and reproduction attempts with someone as manly as this? Wouldn't you lick the ground I've gloriously walked on just for the pheromones I left behind?
The knives are just for looks, I actually suck with them, but I heard bitches respect a man who can go apeshit at any moment and cut them up a bit. Otherwise I'm feeling good about the ragged armor, looks like I've seen some shit and survived just to spread my victorious seed all over the fucking place. The helmet just happens to cover my face but I'm not ugly or anything, not my fault I can't open it up, not my fault they make them like this.
