Plus, it’s a grind: the early stages of the game, in which Henry is bumbling around without even a sword to his name, often feel like banging one’s head against a wall.
Needless to say, by half an hour in, Henry is no longer a sword-swinging hero, but instead a bare-bottomed rube who doesn’t even have a pair of britches to his name, much less a functioning set of armour.
Oh, well, you know – the small matter of Henry’s lord, Hans Capon of Pirkstein, getting into a scrape involving giggling women, naked swimming and the inopportune arrival of some bandits.
His adventures from Kingdom Come the First are hardly referenced at all, beyond some brief NPC reactions, but at least this gives you the freedom to choose a new path for him, via one of the three classes that determine his skillset (soldier, advisor or scout).
Factor in the relationship between Henry (who comes possessed of a thick West Country accent) and the bumbling Capon, and what you have is a recipe for something very addictive indeed.
