So I’m playing this game called Sacred 2 Fallen Angel. It’s a fantasy role playing game, highly influenced by Dungeons and Dragons, with their own twist. You pick your race which comes with its own title, or ’‘class’’. But any of the characters, you can decide to turn into whatever kind of fighter you like; a warrior, a wizard, an archer…I got a seraphim, which are beings created by Lumen, the god of light, also known as The Creator. I made mine basically a tank; I rely on physical attacks, and beefed up armor. Fuck magic. (unless they’re buffs)
Also, the gods gave us two arms for a reason; carrying around a wooden board wasn’t one of them; I don’t believe in shields. I wield massive two handed weapons of complete annihilation. That is, until I can learn the duel wield skill; but only if that lets you carry two handed weapons in each hand.
You also have an elf who seeks to prove herself, a dryad who wants to destroy that which ails nature, two humans (an undead warrior wanting to find rest and peace, and an inquisitor who’s basically the polar opposite of the seraphim) and a robotic animal man, given a soul by Lumen. (like an anthropomorphic robot dog, or fox) Not sure what his job is.
The seraphim is a good being naturally, so you can’t be evil, and the inquisitor (human) is evil so you can’t be good with him. The Seraphim are to make sure that order is maintained in the world. (shoulda picked an inquisitor) The others, you can be good or evil apparently. Haven’t tried any of them yet.
All that just to say, I’m the seraphim; I guess they’re taller than most elves and humans, since every humanoid, so far, is much shorter than me. I’m seven feet tall, I have glowing armor, a halberd that’s like sixteen feet long and is on fire, and I ride around on a saber toothed tiger. I know it’s a video game, and being that it’s fantasy oriented, I shouldn’t be looking for much realism or consistency when it comes to a bunch of shit that doesn’t exist. (even though tripping on something in real life often reminds me of how frighteningly close to reality D&D rules can get)
But why won’t petty thugs stop attacking me? Would you attack a crazy angel lady riding around on a fucking saber toothed tiger? Who’s wearing armor that’s better suited for a Star Wars movie than a sword/sorcery setting?
I wouldn’t attack a normal person riding around on a normal tiger! Never mind an angel swinging around what looks to be a mix between a naginata and a telephone pole.
There wouldn’t be so much death in Ancaria if everyone wasn’t so stupid and suicidal.
Also, my crazy ass saber toothed tiger totally rules yo! :D