I’d forgotten how funny The Witcher 3 is.
I laughed a lot while playing this game. I feel like an idiot telling you what amused me because it makes me look simple – but it’s the random things people would say. Things like a boy running past me and declaring, “You’re grey like my grandma,” or the plague cart guy suddenly realising, “Fucking hell that stinks!” I snorted when the guy I took a dive for, in a boxing match, called me a prick afterwards, and I’m still laughing remembering the person who passed me and farted.
I don’t want to paint the game as a crude comedy – it’s nothing like that – but what I want to get at is how refreshingly unfiltered it all is. The Witcher 3 isn’t the fantasy costume party you’ve been to so many times before. It’s a world, like our own, where hard work makes hard people who ain’t got no time for pleasantries, and it feels so real because of it.
