I am playing Divinity: Original Sin. This game is fun. So much fun, that I am going back on my decision not to make let's plays again. To be fair, I will probably never finish this. But I'm starting it and that's the main thing. 
Also, I don't really know where I'm going with all this, so just bear with me.
Divinity: Original Sin is an isometric, single player and co-op multiplayer RPG with tactical turn based combat, featuring an innovative co-op dialog system, a highly interactive, systemic and reactive world, classless character development, and lots of choice and consequence situations.
In this game, you can create two main characters (one each in Co-Op) and choose from a variety of classes to play from. However the system is completely open and customisable, classes in Original Sin are about as binding as classes in Elder Scrolls - they're merely builds for the player to get started on.
So, let's take a look at our very own BSN heroes for this tale.
The Inquisitor was one of many in his House, yet he is the last who remains. The House offered countless fearless fighters for the protection of the realm, and they were widely revered for their prowess in battle and the righteousness of their swords.
Indeed, so much were they admired that lesser lords grew green with envy. One among them refused to be second-loved among the armies or second-honoured by the queen and so hatched a plan to undo the so-called 'House of Heroes'.
The lord ordered a terrible act: the pillaging and destruction of a small and peaceful forum. Through careful manipulations, the wicked lord succeeded in fingering the Knights of House Inquisitor as the culprits. All were tried, all found guilty by a corrupted mod, and all banned.
Reek, a mere child at the time, never forgot the gravity of the injustice. He never forgot his name. As the child's strength and honour grew, so did his desire for justice. Now he rides, a Source Hunter, leading the unrelenting charge against those who would indulge in most degenerate of misdeeds: cloppers and furries. He will never rest until he finds the Source of it all, and snuff the life out of it.
When the Sourcerer went mad, only those who could flee were spared a terrible death. The fleet-footed Shadowblade escaped, but the rest of the town did not.
As a wandering orphan, thieves, beggars, pirates, and murderers taught the Shadowblade that man was no more than a beast, and the laws of forums were simple: Troll or be trolled.
But a survivor among survivors needed an advantage. Posing as the child of a moderator, it was almost easy to gain access to the Academy of the Source Hunters. Here the most elite secrets of magic were offered freely, and the Shadowblade perfected them all.
By the time the ruse was discovered, it was too late. The academy had a prized pupil, and the Shadowblade had found that hunting Sourcerers satisfied the soul better than trolling. Usually.
Our story begins with a murder mystery in the coastal town of Cyseal. They receive the summons of a Wizard, Arhu Gaider, with regards to the brutal murder of the town's Counxilor. Gaider suspects possible involvement of Source in the murder. Source being an un-natural form of magic that twists the people who use it into depraved degenerates. Reek in particular, takes exception to these people and volunteered for the assignment.
Now, our heroes use magic too but Source Hunters are specifically trained in using their magic to hunt down Sourcerors, putting to bed their evil machinations. As such, ordinary people (who are wary of magic-users at best), have come to respect and idolise Source Hunters for the good work they do.
"You're as welcome as a glass of cooled milk on a hot day, my friends! I'm Gaider, at your service. I was the one who requested your presence in this troubled city. Orcs, undead, now murder within the walls! I'm truly glad you are here."
"Wait, orcs and undead? I thought this was just about a Source-related murder! Did you lie to us, Gaider?!"
"I will 1v1 every last one of those skrubs. I don't care. I will quickscope all their asses with my crossbow."
"There is Source involved in the Counxilor's murder, I'm certain! But the Captain of the Legion here thinks I'm seeing ghosts. You need to talk reason to him. Get his permission to search the crime scene and prove to him that Source magic was involved in the murder. If you need to talk to me again, I will be upstairs at the Legion HQ building."
Before Reek or Nathaniel could speak another word, Gaider flourishes his staff and disappears in a puff of heavy smoke.
"Haha! #YOLO #420BLAZEIT Hell yuh!"
"... Shut up. Let's go find this Legion Captain. The sooner we can touch base with the people here, the sooner I can sit down and look at MLP content... to look for filthy cloppers. Clop, it rhymes with stop."
Our heroes pass through the town centre, a loud and bustling marketplace. Where vendors were hawking their wares to any and all within earshot. The sight of our two Source Hunters drew everyone's attention immediately, and our heroes had to stride forward with purpose to stave off the desperate merchants. They were bombarded with yelling and cries of cheap prices. They ignored them all, though Reek did crack a wry smile listening to one vendor's obsession with cheese.
It didn't take Reek and Nathaniel long to find Legion HQ, and soon they were face-to-face with the Legion Captain.
Or, well, face-to-back.
The Legion Captain didn't acknowledge their presence, despite our heroes' very loud footsteps.
The awkward silence was broken by Reek.
"Ahem. You're the Legion Captain, correct? We're Source Hunters and we are here about the murde-"
The Captain interrupted Reek, not even bothering to turn around.
"Gods above, some politician snuffs it and everyone's in an uproar! Ridiculous! I told that wizard brat not to bother, but he just had to send for Source Hunters, didn't he? Bloody magicians; they see a pigeon poop and think Sourcery's afoot!"
"A-Allan?!"
"Captain Allan to you, Reek. Don't think I am ignorant of who you are. Investigate the murder if you wish. I will tell my men to give you whatever you need. But I want to be kept in the loop. I am in charge of this town. Not the Mayor, not Gaider and certainly not some hotshot Source Hunter. So you report back to me the moment you find out anything. Is that understood? Good. Now off with you!"
Reek massaged his temples as our heroes left Legion HQ. This was going to be a long assignment...
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