Sword, magic and cakes (c) This is the standard of the simplest fantasy. Luxury paraphernalia, epic scale of battles and fights, stupid but energetic plot, cardboard familiar images, and all this is erotic through and through. Erotica is simple, unpretentious, I would even say primitive. The authors’ longing for natural sexuality, for the innocent admiration of beautiful bodies.
And if there are only two women: a figureheaded good Tiger and a villainously vicious mother of Nekron (there was another red-haired witch, however), then there are more men, the choice is richer. There is a slender blue-eyed blonde with a scythe to the waist, a good protagonist, and a Tiger’s brother, a kind of reliable brunette, a good secondary hero, and a big masked man, a good mysterious hero, and a bluish holopod Necron with white hair and clearly deviant sexuality (in what exactly deviance, however, history is silent, but with a guy clearly something wrong in this sense, judging by his reaction to his mother’s initiative “marry, son”). And increasingly dressed minimalistically, moving so sexually, in general, ah and oh.
For the sake of this "oh and oh" heroes on the bare ice lie naked, and nothing, in battle prefer to take more from themselves, and not armor to defend, and also nothing, but who would dare to demand reliability in the standard of the simplest fantasy? There's an ice age out there, and cities are standing and ships are floating like our era. Little things, really.
The rest, as I said, is standard. Here are the bad ones: ice, orc-like savages, evil magic, to enslave everyone; here are the good ones: fire, civilization, honor-valor, friendship-gum. Here's the princess, she's been abducted, we need to save her. Here's the sword, here's the magic, here's the cake.
Rothoscopy, on the one hand, is right here, but its eternal misfortune - schematic and expressionless faces - made itself felt. I mean, half the fun is gone.
An adult here is especially nothing to catch, it is painful artless everything, but teenagers may like. Especially since pornography, after all, is a more aesthetic spectacle. But on the other hand... there is nothing non-standard, non-standard, unstamped, except the same eroticism.
A good computer game would probably come out of this, in the genre of action, maybe with elements of RPG. But in 1983, of course, this was not thought of.