Showing posts with label Washing my hands of the whole situation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Washing my hands of the whole situation. Show all posts

Sunday, April 8, 2012

Beating Dragon Age II or: How I Learned to Stop Hating and Accept the Bomb

Recently, on a gentlemanly agreement, I made the journey to beat Dragon Age II, a game I had nothing but contempt for. I chronicled my play through the entire way in a series of diary entries. There be spoilers here, so don't read unless you've beaten the game. Hell, even if you have it may not make sense.