So we head home and find a letter or something from a mysterious stranger asking us to meet them at a cave by the Wounded Coast.
It's Ser Thrask, the the Templar that was searching for half-elven
ingrate Feynriel in a series of screenshots I didn't upload before
deleting them. Anyway, he's sympathetic to mages because his daughter
was an apostate mage before she turned into an abomination and I killed
her. Oops!
Hahaha that's a good one, but when Valerie Hawke's involved, nothing goes peacefully!
Damn Valerie, you killed his daughter and now you're slandering his job performance? You're cold as ice.
The way this game is written, Valerie could walk into the cave wearing a
breastplate made out of dead babies and she'd still have a better
chance of talking the mages down because at least she's not a templar,
ooh they just hate templars sooo much!
Ayoung templar on the warpath, when he's finished it's gonna be a
bloodbath. Apostates down in Kirkwall, Yeah I got somethin' for y'all. Fuck the circle.
So we head in and are immediately attacked by an apostate and a trash mob of skeletons.
You'd
think she'd recognize it, having been allied with a fucking Dalish
blood mage actively using blood magic around her for the past couple
days, but whatever.
*a nerd pushes up his glasses* "Um excuse me, but I'm not specced for
combat, my build is a medicine/barter/repair specialist and I demand
that the designers offer a social solution for every encounter so as to
encourage proper roleplaying."
Ummm... this looks a little, shall we say, familiar.
yeah.
So after clearing the room of shades and skeletons, Valerie realizes that she somehow left an apostate alive.
Don't get your hopes up yet kiddo, I still haven't decided whether or not to do another renegade interrupt.
"Everyone already thinks I'm gay so i might as well just suck this delicious dick being waved in my face!"
This becomes even funnier when you realize that the canon Bioware playthrough is with a male bloodmage Hawke.
Too true, too true.
Great martyrdom operation in Wounded Coast - Andrasteu akbar! Alhamdullilah!
Disgusted by this weakling's lack of conviction, Valerie refuses to even sully her blade with his blood.
So we move on to the center of the bloodslamic jihad.
Bitch I ain't goin' back to prison!
Is there any question how this one's going to end?
Not really.
So we head in and are immediately attacked by an apostate and a trash mob of skeletons.
So after clearing the room of shades and skeletons, Valerie realizes that she somehow left an apostate alive.
Fortunately,
valerie isn't too distracted by his horrific grooming decisions to bust
into the conversation and make herself known.
WOW, THAT SURE WAS HARDER THAN FIGHTING THEM!
Judging by the fact that you apparently never considered "lying" as a
viable option for ways to escape I'm guessing you don't think much at
all.
Apparently this is a witty response?
See, this is the line that was probably written for Valerie but then
Bioware couldn't figure out any circumstances in which the Champion of
Kirkwall would need to wittily fake her own death.
And with that, the mages depart. If you've gotten as attached to the
brilliant character of Grace as I have, don't despair! She'll be back
for acts 2 and 3 and none of the decisions you'll have made with regard
to her at any point will matter!
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