I seem to have this love/hate relationship with RPG adventure games. On one hand, they appeal to the anal retentiveness and control freak part of my personality. I spend hours fine tuning items; tweaking the stats of my character; selling and resupplying items; and then comparing and contrasting the items I have for maximum efficiency and impact. My wife makes fun of how much time I spend doing these things rather than actually playing the game. I do not know what it is, but there is a sense of satisfaction in collecting and upgrading new equipment while making virtual money off the unwanted stuff. On the other hand, I tend to become addicted to these games as awhole, much like I have almost become with Kingdoms of Amalur: Reckoning on the PlayStation 3.