Slogging through the mud of Northern France, huddling under the decrepit remains of your dugout while your NCO calls in an artillery sector that devastates your own lines. The PTSD is real.

A game where the most effective way to get rid of your heir is to send them to the pagans to be castrated.

After noticing that I played this game for over forty hours, I realized that I finally reached zen.

Because who needs a life anyway?

*[Name here] Will Remember That*. I don't know what I did, or why they're remembering it, but it's probably going to bite me in the ass later.

When it gets boring, add more mods.

Lady Macbeth would be proud.

Slaughtering the upper class with purse bombs, poison, and flare guns is a great way to liven up an otherwise boring cruise.

A great game as long as you discover the easiest ways to win: Play as the Russians or bust out the credit card.

A game that a certain set of friends should really get around to finishing *hint hint nudge nudge*.