You hear rumors every now and again, tales from the hinterlands told by old coots and fresh, blurry-eyed adolescents. They speak of free-to-play games that are neither invasive nor sleazy. Games that wish only to provide enjoyment and to recoup costs in parallel with their players' desire. Whispers on the autumn wind speak the name of one such game. If you listen closely, you can hear the voice of what some attribute to a young girl, others to a pleasant old man. Whatever the case, the phrase they speak is clear: "Path of Exile".