Let me tell you a brief story of how I (as Henry) became the most hated man in the town and castle of Rattay. This is a story of greed, regret, mistakes, and why I spent most of last night trying to repent my ways. This may also contain some light spoilers, so fair warning for those of you reading beyond this point who are already interested in playing Deliverance.

My story begins after the opening segment, after burying my dead parents, having my father's sword stolen from me, and being left for dead. I'd awaken inside a mill, two weeks later, just outside of Rattay. Long story short: a girl from my old village named Theresa rescued me from the prior events, and brought me here. Now her uncle (and owner of the mill), Miller Peshek, demanded I repay him in coin...or help him with some tasks that require a lighter touch.



After making the obvious choice to help him and learn some new things, I was digging up a corpse (despite just burying my own parents prior), failing the tutorial lockpicking segment, and breaking all my lock picks in the process. This would then result in me instead breaking into a man's house by beating him up first and looting him for the key. Finally, I'd earn Miller's trust and we'd become thick as thieves and I'd unlock the ability to sell stolen goods to a fence.

Miller would also attempt to teach me the art of pickpocketing, however during the tutorial, I kept failing the mini-game (again), closed a dialogue window, which then somehow caused Miller to bug out and run off proclaiming I'm a thief and calling for the guard. I knew from this moment on that these mini-games were a crapshoot and maybe not worth the time. Shortly after reloading, I'd meet the local vagabond in Rattay, who offered to help level up my pickpocketing skills in exchange for stealing various things from people in town.

It is here where my life of crime truly began to prosper, as I soon discovered I didn't need to pickpocket at all to be a decent thief. Instead, I could simply just knock people out from behind and completely rob them of everything they had while they were unconscious. Whether it was a local guard, a noble, shop keep, it didn't matter to me. I continued to do this almost every night, as well to random folks outside of Rattay. Each morning, I'd take their belongings to my fence, and fill my pockets with coin.

Before I knew it, the local vagabond was calling me the king of thieves of Rattay. I become so rich from fencing things, I'd simply pay off the guards for any minor offense, including when I began practicing my lockpicking and pickpocketing on the townsfolk. Becoming a true crime master pleased me, however, I'd soon take things a step too far...



On another routine morning walk to my fence, proud of my latest heist of the town's armory, I'd spot a dead deer on the side of the road. I thought to myself: “Free meat? Why not!” Immediately after closing the inventory window I entered a dialogue window with a man claiming that I poached the animal and he was going to inform the guard. With all the stolen goods on me, I could not let this happen, so in a panic I reached for my bow and shot him down. I'd strip him of his clothing and throw the body in the river in an attempt to hide it from the locals.

After fencing off my goods, I fast-traveled back to town, fearful of how the guards would react to my presence and unsure if the AI immediately picked up on what had transpired. As I approached the gates, to my surprise, everything seemed normal. In that moment I knew I had gotten away with murder...and enjoyed it. Following this, I'd kill plenty more, whether it was random knights on the road outside of town attempting to find “honor” in dueling me or the poor townsfolk who caught me practicing my pickpocket skills on them. I'd simply punch them in the face until they ran out of town, pay my fine to the guards, catch up to them outside of town on horseback, and cut them down.

By this point, my Rattay reputation hit an all-time low; shopkeepers refused to sell their goods to me and would demand gold before I could even speak with them. To my surprise once more, this even included quest-related NPCs. After completing various quests in town, I had spent all my coin attempting to regain their trust -- and worse yet, I could no longer afford food or drink. From there, I decided to take what little gold I had left and travel to another town in an attempt to rebuild my reputation and end my thieving ways.



I decided the roads weren't safe and would make a b-line on foot towards the town of Talmberg through the various hills and forests. A short time later, I realized I had made a critical mistake and had no food on me -- just various forms of alcohol. Although my stomach was growling, I knew I only had one more forest to go through before I made it to my destination. In that moment, I decided to chug down all the alcohol in my inventory, for what little nourishment it had.

Not before long, my vision became blurry and my camera was bobbing in all directions. Henry also began making various burp and fart sounds...I had made another terrible mistake. They would continue, as I mistakenly stumbled into a bandit camp. Moments later, after being horribly cut, with the possibility of bleeding out, I would panic and try to escape by sprinting deeper into the woods.

Instead, I fell down a steep hill, first-person rag-dolling all the way down, all while still burping and farting. There, at the bottom, I'd bleed out and would be greeted by my first game over screen.



Mistakes were made. Let this be a cautionary tale for those who decide a life of crime is for them in Kingdom Come: Deliverance.