Kintsugi Plays Dragon Age 2 (a winner is me!)

>He'll do fine. (Sorry, I started before I saw the other responses and then got distracted.)

 

Anyway, back to this conversation with Isabela.
>Violence is effective.

Yikes, Hawke.


>Investigate
>We kill him?


>Investigate
>Can't we just talk to Velasco?

After the past two dialog choices I can't read this as anything other than a sarcastically over-the-top swing in the other direction. :P


(path icons)
>_?

 

>We can use you as bait.

(if you are so insistent that all our other suggestions are shit, well...)

 

>We can use you as bait.




>Let's go then.




Should we do this now, or keep doing.... whatever it was we were even doing before Isabela showed up in our house? If this, who should we bring? I'm thinking.. Aveline.. and Varric? Or swap Varric out for Merrill?
>_?

 

I vote Varric and... eh, Aveline I guess? Someone tanky-type to round out the roster.

 

Definitely bring Aveline. I'd vote Fenris for the other person, but Varric or whoever else seems fine too.

 

Spoiler: Codex - History of the Circle

It is a truth universally acknowledged that nothing is more successful at inspiring a person to mischief as being told not to do something. Unfortunately, the Chantry of the Divine Age had some trouble with obvious truths. Although it did not outlaw magic--quite the contrary, as the Chantry relied upon magic to kindle the eternal flame which burns in every brazier in every chantry--it relegated mages to lighting candles and lamps. Perhaps occasional dusting of rafters and eaves.

I will give my readers a moment to contemplate how well such a role satisfied the mages of the time.

It surprised absolutely no one when the mages of Val Royeaux, in protest, snuffed the sacred flames of the cathedral and barricaded themselves inside the choir loft. No one, that is, but Divine Ambrosia II, who was outraged and attempted to order an Exalted March upon her own cathedral. Even her most devout Templars discouraged that idea. For 21 days, the fires remained unlit while negotiations were conducted, legend tells us, by shouting back and forth from the loft.

The mages went cheerily into exile in a remote fortress outside of the capital, where they would be kept under the watchful eye of the Templars and a council of their own elder magi. Outside of normal society, and outside of the Chantry, the mages would form their own closed society, the Circle, separated for the first time in human history.

--From Of Fires, Circles, and Templars: A History of Magic in the Chantry, by Sister Petrine, Chantry scholar.

they're.... so... CUTE

 

BIG GIRL...


I accidentally triggered the cutscene before this banter was over, so here's the rest:

• Aveline: To. Be. Loved.
  • Isabela: Oh. Right, of course
    • Aveline: Not that I'm complaining about the other thing.

>_?

 

>purble

 

>You seem a little eager.

damn, that's the Cutest Hawke Expression.













Hawke, Isabela, don't involve other people in your sexy roleplay.



>_?

 

DAMMIT GAME, YOU CAN'T SAY THAT AND THEN NOT SHOW ME ANDERS LOSING AT CARDS TO A DOG.

 

>Surprise!

 

> You're too much trouble.

Let's sell this ruse.

 

> Surprise!

 

>Surprise!




(green, fighting, fighting)
>_?

 

>I'm sorry.

 

>That's enough from you.

 

That's enough from you

(we gotta BE CONVINCING)

 

>That's enough from you.