Thieves of Dingirra feels like somebody took one of those old crunchy strategy RPGs, hot-glued a porn VN on top, then said “yeah that’s fine” and went out for a smoke. You start as this sneaky bastard, “Master Thief”, but you can be dude or girl or whatever weird mix you cook up in the character creator. I lost like twenty minutes there just trying to make a smug elf with resting bitch face and stupid hair. It’s not super deep, but just enough that your little portrait actually feels like “oh yeah, that horny criminal is me”. Then you’re dropped into this messy city full of rich assholes, shady families, monsters, furry types, and everyone wants money, sex, or both. Mostly both. The game barely holds your hand, it just throws you a few coins, a couple of misfits, and goes “ok, build your thieves’ guild and don’t die”.
The best part is how the dirty stuff sneaks up on you in the middle of all the planning. One moment you’re checking which quarter of the city gives better loot if you send your sneaky wolfgirl, next moment you’re in a scene where she’s pushing you against a wall, licking your neck, talking about “sharing the spoils” and she’s not talking about gold. There’s this one monster girl, kind of half-reptile, half “I wanna sit on her face”, who acts all cold in normal scenes, but when you actually win her loyalty she just drops to her knees in your room and starts sucking you off like she’s trying to prove a point. They actually tie it to gameplay too: you pulled off a risky job together, heat went up in that district, you came back alive, and boom, she’s in your bed, wet and needy, still half in her armor. It makes the sex feel less like “ok, click to see porn” and more like “oh shit, I earned this filthy blowjob with crime and spreadsheets”. Sometimes you play female MC and end up in these lesbian group scenes where it’s you, a fox-eared thief, and a noble girl you just blackmailed, all three tangled on silk sheets, fingers everywhere, tongues everywhere, the game casually mentioning you still smell like the sewers from the escape. Romantic, in a trashy way.
Guild management is this mix of “hire better thieves” and “who do I wanna fuck tonight”. You send a cute catboy and a grumpy orc on a job and later they argue in your office, and you can calm them down with normal talk or just tell one of them to get on their knees and use their mouth while the other watches. Not even subtle. There are some really sweet romance bits too, like slow-burn stuff, you sharing wine at a balcony with a rival thief, talking about childhood, then later she’s riding you, moaning in your ear, saying she’ll help you take the whole city if you keep fucking her like that. And then five minutes later the game slaps you with a punishing failure because you forgot to track patrol routes in that same district. That annoyed me so much I almost alt-f4’d, but then there was this completely unskippable dialogue about a street urchin and I kinda liked it for no reason. Combat and strategy sometimes feel a bit janky, like too much clicking for not enough payoff, but then you unlock some ridiculous group sex event in a bathhouse with thieves, guards and a smug mage, with cocks, tongues, pussies, everyone mixing, your MC picking who to focus on, male, female, whatever, and suddenly you forget you were mad. It’s messy, horny, kinda romantic, kinda cruel, with gay stuff, lesbian stuff, monster fuckery, and your choices actually changing who ends up in your bed or at your throat. The game doesn’t care if you’re running a serious underworld empire or just using the guild as a dating app for degenerates. Honestly, same.
Added: Nov 02, 2025
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