And the award for Best Dragon’s Dogma 2 Pawn goes to…

Fang got here extremely really useful.

Once I met the feline archer, who had the great thing about a jungle cat and the construct of André the Big, I had a paltry 5 hours of adventuring expertise in Dragon’s Dogma 2. Her profile within the Rift featured an abundance of “hearts” and “thumbs-ups” from different, extra skilled gamers who had already benefited from her assist all through the fields of Vermund. She was, sadly, degree 13, a couple of tiers above me, and since pawns at larger ranges than the participant value extra, her contract would intestine my financial savings. However my instincts stated Fang could be value each crystal.

In our introduction, which came about on a windswept mountainside, Fang knowledgeable me she spoke Elvish and will signify us nicely ought to we meet any elves. I hadn’t come throughout any elves but, however was sure I’d sooner or later. What a deal with that might be for Fang and me. And earlier than I may end that thought, the herculean cat sprinted down the path, pointing within the path of the hunt.

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For her first task, Fang supplied me and my major pawn, Ophelia, with a strolling tour by means of the metropolitan streets of Vernworth to the coastal fishing village of Harve. Any time boredom crept on the edges of the hunt, she would counsel a diversion, sniffing out a treasure chest noticed on long-ago travels with nice leaders. As night time fell, Fang directed us over a cliff, revealing a camp that, whereas solely ft away, I by no means would’ve noticed from the street. After an hour of my life — a day in Vermund — with no one steering the caravan however Fang, I used to be shocked to seek out us on the entrance of Harve.

Fang had already hurried between the houses to meet some activity I’d lengthy forgotten. By the point I caught up, Fang had almost slaughtered a gang of Saurians, the native humanoid lizards. A Harve official got here to reward our gallant work, stepping across the corpses and unintentionally bumping into Fang. I don’t know what occurred subsequent, however arrows have been let free, swords have been swung, and the city ambassador lay lifeless.

Traditional Fang. We might revive him within the morgue later. It was a small worth to pay for native tour information.

I quickly understood why others had cherished their time with Fang. In a world stuffed with pure magnificence, she stored me from burying my head in a map. Who desires to see photos of mountain ranges after they can lookup and witness the actual factor? And in battle, what a killer! The place my spells took minutes to fell a single goblin, Fang’s arrows obliterated a whole pack in seconds.

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Fang didn’t waste time, both. She skipped the small discuss frequent with new work colleagues and went on to the rapport of outdated pals. She reprimanded me for doing dumb shit, like falling from a stone pillar and almost killing myself. She even caught me once I fell from an excellent larger pillar. She usually speculated boldly on my character — why had I constructed a celebration of all ladies? It was solely when she spoke about herself that she had little to say. She would, when pressed, remind me how she spoke Elvish, that it may turn out to be useful.

It’s not that I deliberately refused to go to elven villages. It’s simply that I used to be new to this entire adventuring factor. I may barely ship a letter to Melve, regardless of it being the primary cease on the oxcart route, not to mention discover a secretive society of historical beings. Nonetheless, I felt responsible as a result of Fang should have spent an excessive amount of time learning that language.

After a couple of exhausting journeys — interrupted by our share of mythological beast brawls — I leveled my stats past Fang’s degree 13 rank. I nonetheless needed her round, although, and I attempted to make it work. We had acquired high-quality gear in varied caves and castles, however, and it pains me to say this, one of the best pants I may discover for an archer have been bikini bottoms. Fang didn’t protest; she wore them with type and beauty, and continued to level our manner, as if she have been guiding us to not a pit of undead ghouls however to a very rockin’ seaside social gathering.

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My stats continued to enhance. Hers stayed the identical. I had lengthy since refilled my Rift Crystals and extra, so I employed the highest-powered, most costly pawn I may discover to hold the load: an exceptionally impolite warrior named Astieria. She wasn’t good, however we didn’t want good. We would have liked any individual to hit shit with an enormous hammer as Fang fired arrows from so distant that she couldn’t discover how their suggestions now not dealt harm.

Days and nights handed. Fang spoke much less. I turned fairly snug navigating by myself, going as far as to go away the overwhelmed path at nighttime of night time, actively attempting to find hazard. I discovered it on the shore of a river within the type of a hulking stone golem. The beast could be a showcase for Fang’s skills with the bow, its joints held collectively by glowing azure medals virtually begging to be shot free.

However Fang was too weak. She tried, in her personal manner. When Astieria and Ophelia fell in battle, Fang would sling them over her shoulder and shuttle the corpse again to my place. From atop a rock, I’d revive the social gathering member and direct them, stilly woozy, again into battle. The pair of pulverizers quietly obeyed, bouldering the beast as Fang waited by my facet at a secure distance, my loyal archer able to repeat this morbid recreation of fetch with the overwhelmed our bodies of our companions.

Within the darkness, we fought (and revived) for what felt like eternally. Fang stored telling me this was ill-advised, that we should always flip again, that I used to be being silly once more. However I knew this time she was unsuitable. This was a struggle I may win — even when Fang couldn’t.

With the moon setting, we lastly toppled the stone golem. As I harvested loot, Fang stumbled about, absolutely depleted of well being, begging for us to discover a campfire. It wasn’t simply her; I used to be lifeless on my ft. We discovered a campfire close by, skipping dialog and dinner. Fang regarded depleted, sitting throughout the fireplace, barely in a position to maintain her eyes open.

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After we awoke, I noticed that we had bivouacked on the base of a waterfall. It was lovely, glowing within the morning gentle. Alongside it was a Riftstone. I knew what needed to be executed. For the final time, I spoke with Fang. She appeared oblivious, reminding me as soon as once more that she spoke Elvish and that might turn out to be useful ought to we meet an elf.

However we wouldn’t. Not collectively.

Within the Rift, I looked for a worthy pawn to fill Fang’s spot, realizing absolutely nicely this may be a rebound, that I’d unload them as quickly as I had the prospect. I made the required cost for the recruit, and chosen a present — gold ore — for Fang to carry on her journey dwelling. Earlier than I left the Rift, the majestic cat archer shared a parting thought.

“I daresay I’ve completed a couple of feats to be happy with, not less than.”

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