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You are listening to Vacation in the Dungeon, the podcast with your Muhammad(s) Muhammad Tahir and Charlton Smit, and a special guest, Finlay Maclean.
In this episode of Vacation in the Dungeon the Podcast, we discuss: Gaming and Travel.
Segment 1 Scotland Muhammad: Welcome back. Today, we're looking at the weirdly thin line between the Scottish Highlands and the Lands Between from Elden Ring. Joining us is Finlay, who just got back from a trip through Scotland. Muhammad: It’s cool to have you here, bruh. I think everyone who plays open-world games has that moment where they see a photo of Scotland and think "Skyrim" or "Elden Ring," but was it actually like that for real?Finlay: "It’s funny you say that, because I went in looking for those 'epic gaming shots,' but the reality actually ruins the game for you a little bit.In a game, a mountain is usually a boundary or a waypoint—it's designed to be looked at. In Scotland, the mountains feel... heavier. When you’re standing in the Quiraing on the Isle of Skye, you realize that a game engine literally couldn't handle the scale. The mist doesn't just sit there looking pretty; it moves at thirty miles an hour, it smells like wet earth, and it makes you lose your direction in seconds.Charlton: Welcome back to Vacation in the Dungeon, the podcast where we bridge the gap between the misty peaks of the Highlands and the Erdtree’s golden glow. I’m your host, Charlton Smit.
Muhammed: And I’m Muhammed "The Briar," your co-host and resident expert on why the Lands Between desperately needs a decent rain jacket.
Charlton: Right you are, Muhammed. Today, we’re asking the big questions: Is Limgrave basically just Aberdeenshire with more dragons?
Muhammed: (Laughs) Honestly, Charlton, the weather is about the same. Gray skies, constant threat of lightning, and if you wander too far into a bog, you’re never coming back. The only difference is that in Scotland, the giant crabs are usually on a dinner plate, not trying to snap you in half
finlay: Och, it’s remarkably similar, Muhammed! Back home, I spend my days looking for a "True and Stalwart Lord." Here, I just go to the local pub on a Tuesday night. Plenty of men who think they’re lords, usually after three pints, though they’ve less "Golden Lineage" and more "badly fitting tweed."
Charlton: We heard you had a bit of a run-in with a local farmer last week?
Guest: A misunderstanding! The man was trespassing on what I deemed to be "sovereign soil." I simply asked him to pledge his service to the Erdtree and help me clear out a few "pests" in the barn. He told me to "get tae," which I assume is a traditional Highland blessing of some sort.
Muhammed: Not exactly, bruh . But let's talk gear. We see you've swapped your gold-trimmed robes for... is that a Barbour jacket over a kilt?
finlay: It is! And I must say, the "pocket" situation is a revelation. I can fit three Flasks of Crimson Tears and a sausage roll in here. It’s the height of practical nobility. Though I will say, the local "Bloodhound Knights"—or "Sheepdogs," as you call them—are far more disciplined than the ones back in Liurnia.
Charlton: Lord Haight, before we let you go, any advice for a Tarnished venturing into the Scottish winter?
Finlay : Aye. If you see a fog door, it’s probably just the haar coming off the North Sea. Don't waste your spirit ashes on it.
Muhammed: He’s a bit much, isn’t he? "Sovereign soil," honestly. He tried to knight my Golden Retriever earlier.
Charlton: (Laughs) To be fair, Muhammad, that dog has more poise than most players I see in the Colosseum.
Muhammed: Fair point. Well, that’s all we have time for today. Next week, we’re looking at the "Caelid-fication" of Glasgow’s city center on a Friday night.
Charlton: It’s more similar than you’d think. Until next time, stay with the frenzied flame or you'll be maidenless
By Hopewell Valley Student Podcasting Network 2026You are listening to Vacation in the Dungeon, the podcast with your Muhammad(s) Muhammad Tahir and Charlton Smit, and a special guest, Finlay Maclean.
In this episode of Vacation in the Dungeon the Podcast, we discuss: Gaming and Travel.
Segment 1 Scotland Muhammad: Welcome back. Today, we're looking at the weirdly thin line between the Scottish Highlands and the Lands Between from Elden Ring. Joining us is Finlay, who just got back from a trip through Scotland. Muhammad: It’s cool to have you here, bruh. I think everyone who plays open-world games has that moment where they see a photo of Scotland and think "Skyrim" or "Elden Ring," but was it actually like that for real?Finlay: "It’s funny you say that, because I went in looking for those 'epic gaming shots,' but the reality actually ruins the game for you a little bit.In a game, a mountain is usually a boundary or a waypoint—it's designed to be looked at. In Scotland, the mountains feel... heavier. When you’re standing in the Quiraing on the Isle of Skye, you realize that a game engine literally couldn't handle the scale. The mist doesn't just sit there looking pretty; it moves at thirty miles an hour, it smells like wet earth, and it makes you lose your direction in seconds.Charlton: Welcome back to Vacation in the Dungeon, the podcast where we bridge the gap between the misty peaks of the Highlands and the Erdtree’s golden glow. I’m your host, Charlton Smit.
Muhammed: And I’m Muhammed "The Briar," your co-host and resident expert on why the Lands Between desperately needs a decent rain jacket.
Charlton: Right you are, Muhammed. Today, we’re asking the big questions: Is Limgrave basically just Aberdeenshire with more dragons?
Muhammed: (Laughs) Honestly, Charlton, the weather is about the same. Gray skies, constant threat of lightning, and if you wander too far into a bog, you’re never coming back. The only difference is that in Scotland, the giant crabs are usually on a dinner plate, not trying to snap you in half
finlay: Och, it’s remarkably similar, Muhammed! Back home, I spend my days looking for a "True and Stalwart Lord." Here, I just go to the local pub on a Tuesday night. Plenty of men who think they’re lords, usually after three pints, though they’ve less "Golden Lineage" and more "badly fitting tweed."
Charlton: We heard you had a bit of a run-in with a local farmer last week?
Guest: A misunderstanding! The man was trespassing on what I deemed to be "sovereign soil." I simply asked him to pledge his service to the Erdtree and help me clear out a few "pests" in the barn. He told me to "get tae," which I assume is a traditional Highland blessing of some sort.
Muhammed: Not exactly, bruh . But let's talk gear. We see you've swapped your gold-trimmed robes for... is that a Barbour jacket over a kilt?
finlay: It is! And I must say, the "pocket" situation is a revelation. I can fit three Flasks of Crimson Tears and a sausage roll in here. It’s the height of practical nobility. Though I will say, the local "Bloodhound Knights"—or "Sheepdogs," as you call them—are far more disciplined than the ones back in Liurnia.
Charlton: Lord Haight, before we let you go, any advice for a Tarnished venturing into the Scottish winter?
Finlay : Aye. If you see a fog door, it’s probably just the haar coming off the North Sea. Don't waste your spirit ashes on it.
Muhammed: He’s a bit much, isn’t he? "Sovereign soil," honestly. He tried to knight my Golden Retriever earlier.
Charlton: (Laughs) To be fair, Muhammad, that dog has more poise than most players I see in the Colosseum.
Muhammed: Fair point. Well, that’s all we have time for today. Next week, we’re looking at the "Caelid-fication" of Glasgow’s city center on a Friday night.
Charlton: It’s more similar than you’d think. Until next time, stay with the frenzied flame or you'll be maidenless