In a dreary encampment outside the small town of Flotsam the inhabitants gather nightly to listen to legendary tales of heroism. You don’t need to visit, but if you’re passing through you’d do well to stop and sit awhile.
I could tell there was a sex scene brewing in The Witcher 2 when Geralt of Rivia and his comely redheaded sorceress companion Triss stumbled upon this ancient Elven bathhouse, and I wasn’t planning on sharing the resulting NSFW video. Then Triss tapped into the vast mystical forces of the universe to remove her clothing.
The Witcher 2: Assassins of Kings is a dark and gritty sword and sorcery game, so removed from Tolkien’s legendary high fantasy epic that it takes a moment to swipe at it from afar.
Amidst all of the nudity and subtle gags lurking in CD Projekt Red’s latest PC role-playing adventure, the aspect of The Witcher 2: Assassins of Kings that has impressed me the most so far is how blurry it is.
Have you ever wondered what would happen if Altair from Assassin’s Creed missed one of those graceful swan dives into conveniently placed bales of hay? The Witcher 2 has your answer.
All great sword and sorcery epics have an element of romance to them. The Witcher 2: Assassins of Kings gets the romancing underway within the first ten minutes of starting a new game. Be warned: I’ve misplaced my censor bars.