I met Arwa during a siege. She was a spearwoman of the Aserai. A fighty southerner who had been taken prisoner on four separate occasions, but still loved to go to war. She made me feel dizzy, a real knock-out. Or maybe that was the Imperial mace that cracked me across the skull. It’s hard to say what mystery ailments arise from love, when you’re storming the battlements and slashing inaccurately at the air in front of your foe. They’ll tell you Mount & Blade 2: Bannerlord is a medieval war game. But it’s not. It’s a dating sim.
My quest to get married in Mount & Blade 2: Bannerlord
