#Two worlds ii pet class full

Your sister gets possessed by something and then you get rescued by some orcs, so I guess whatever was going on, it wasn't particularly wholesome.īut as is fairly typical of western RPGs, once you actually start playing, the establishing plot gets swiftly dogpiled under a labyrinth of side quests and intermediary objectives, and within a matter of hours, I paused to reflect while escorting an old man into a sewer to make a trade with some underground organization on behalf of a crime lord so he'll eventually tell me about some tower that the orcs seemed really keen for me to visit, and realized that I'd completely forgotten how any of it related to the overarching possessed princess/Dark Lord motivation that I still don't get what was going on there. Perhaps he misheard someone and thought he was only going to be helping someone move today rather than.actually, what the fuck are you people doing? It's something to do with you sitting next to some woman who is apparently your sister while another bloke makes wibbly-wobbly magic stuff float through the air, a bloke who dresses in black armour and calls himself 'Dark Lord', so presumably has completely stopped giving a shit.

#Two worlds ii pet class full

The game opens in a castle full of fantasy dudes who, not unusually, have all dressed up in armour that is the wearable equivalent of an elderly spinster's kitchen dresser, and your guy shows up wearing what appears to be jeans and a t-shirt. I'm not sure if you're supposed to be the same guy from One Worlds Two - I mean, Two Worlds One - but if you are, then you've undergone a bit of a status downgrade. I'll admit, I was first attracted to Two Worlds II by the title, a title with a rather severe case of, 'we were not expecting to get sequels out of this so we put a Two on the title and now we have to put another Two on the end and it sounds really weird' syndrome, which someone really needs to come up with a shorter name for. 'Ew, I had to fight in a big war 'cause I've got mastery of time and space, mmeh mmeh mmeh!' Why don't you magic yourself cheerful, you gloomy spod? That said, a game like Two Worlds II, in which the main character giggles like a schoolgirl every time they kill someone, may be a step too far in the other direction. Have we become so cynical that we can't even sing Puff the Magic Dragon without adding on a verse where he's tied down and forced to become a reference to drug abuse? I can't remember the last time I saw a wizard casting magic with a fucking smile on his face it's always a grim, half-hooded scowl of disgust like he's shaking off some stubborn earwax, rather than the manifested power of the fire spirits. Fantasy always has to be dark these days, doesn't it? Seems like for every fiery dragon and wizard you put in your intellectual property, you've got to have five minutes of someone being beaten to death with their own infant to balance the books.