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Dawnwalker con el objetivo de superar la calidad de Witcher 3

Autor : Sophia Actualizar : Feb 25,2025

The Blood of Dawnwalker Devs Are Striving For Witcher 3 Levels of Quality

Rebel Wolves, un estudio compuesto por ex desarrolladores de Red Projekt de CD, está apuntando a la calidad de 3 niveles de Witcher en su debut RPG de vampiros de mundo abierto, The Blood of Dawnwalker . A pesar de un alcance más pequeño, el equipo prioriza el desarrollo de alta calidad.

Una experiencia enfocada y de alta calidad

The Blood of Dawnwalker Devs Are Striving For Witcher 3 Levels of Quality

El director creativo Mateusz Tomaszkiewicz, en una entrevista con GamesRadar, enfatizó las aspiraciones de AAA del estudio. Si bien reconoció la escala más pequeña del juego en comparación con Witcher 3, aclaró que el enfoque del equipo es ofrecer una experiencia robusta y de alta calidad, no necesariamente una expansiva. El tiempo de juego objetivo para la campaña principal se estima en 30-40 horas. Tomaszkiewicz argumenta que el tiempo de juego solo no debería definir el estado de AAA, citando ejemplos como Call of Duty.

El equipo central de Rebel Wolves cuenta con una amplia experiencia de su trabajo en The Witcher 3 y Cyberpunk 2077 . La formación de lobos rebeldes les permitió una mayor libertad creativa que trabajar dentro de un estudio AAA más grande.

The Blood of Dawnwalker Devs Are Striving For Witcher 3 Levels of Quality

The Blood of Dawnwalker* es un juego de rol de fantasía oscuro impulsado por la narración y el mundo abierto en Vale Sangora. Los jugadores asumen el papel de Coen, un campesino imbuido de poderes vampíricos, que se embarca en una búsqueda para salvar a su hermana mientras navega por los peligros de esta tierra mística.

Si bien aún no se ha anunciado una fecha de lanzamiento, el juego está planeado para PC, PlayStation 5 y Xbox Series X | S, con una revelación de juego esperada en el verano de 2025.

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