We head up to the man Aveline apparently pointed out as the one the
guards were reporting to. (No guards are reporting to him at all.)
Seeing our weapons, the guard correctly identifies us as potential
bullies and lets us know that Kirkwall elementary has a zero-tolerance
policy.
There are 3 dialogue choices at this point and all of them yield the same line of dialogue from Hawke.
We get it dude, refugees are trash and you're a big jerkface.
As we head towards Captain Ewald, Bethany strikes up a conversation with Aveline.
As we head towards Captain Ewald, Bethany strikes up a conversation with Aveline.
(In case the game hasn't beaten you over the head with it enough yet, Templars and Mages really
don't get along. don't worry if you haven't figured this out yet,
they'll repeat it over 9000 more times before this game's over.)
We reach the main square. Get used to this environment, you're going to
be seeing it a lot. Captain Ewald is dealing with a rowdy band of
mercenary deserters as we approach.
"And 'strewth, a chav roight nicked me mobile! Blighter fancied it, so he nicked it! Bloody 'ell, mate!"
Valerie busts right into the conversation, laying on the charm...
Valerie and Bethany bring up their uncle and the estate again.
Oh man, I think we're in for an ironic reversal of our expectations here!
Around this point the designers realized there hasn't been any combat for at least 5 minutes, soooo...
These 5 guys magically turn into a trash mob of 25 mercenaries and we have to kill them all.
After dispatching them with minimal effort, Ewald berates his jerkface underling for not responding sooner and thanks Valerie and company.
After dispatching them with minimal effort, Ewald berates his jerkface underling for not responding sooner and thanks Valerie and company.
Aaand, a few days later...
This game has to end.
This
line might work if, you know, her face wasn't completely devoid of
wrinkles and she didn't have gravity-defying tits that rival those of
her much younger daughters, but hey, her hair's gray!
Again with the whining! Jesus woman, don't you ever cheer up?
Well aren't you just a fucking ray of sunshine, mommy?
But fear not, Gamlen has a plan!
But fear not, Gamlen has a plan!
We're going to whore ourselves!
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