"I hate the fade." "I hate the deep roads." Well I hate fucking Denerim. Run around getting jumped every four minutes. There's a fucking plague nobody is dealing with. Some blind templar is the only one doing his job. Terrible layout. Ass of a city.
In both Origins and Inquistion, the party is a collection of strong and interesting indviduals, with varying levels of chemistry and compatibily with one another, all working under your command in order to save the world from Archdemon/Corypheus.
In Dragon Age 2, the party is a collection of toxic bisexuals, all hanging out with their one mutual friend as they hunt down insane wizards and corrupt cops
Now, let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?
I am being so serious when I say if you have the time before Veilguard, go play Origins.
Yes the graphics are Very 2009. Yes the humor is Very 2009. Yes the combat is Very 2009.
But I just gasped my way through the Temple of Sacred Ashes and I will NEVER be the same.
Go do it. Go play Origins, if you can.
DRAGON AGE: ORIGINS (2009) ↳ the fade
DRAGON AGE: ORIGINS (2009) ↳ ostagar
“say those three words and i’m yours”
fine dwarven crafts
Been playing dragon age again. I dont think her clothing texture is supposed to do that probably
ok here's the ostagar ambient dialogues i was talking about for anyone who didn't stop by to hear them all! i was having trouble uploading video so i've just written transcripts real quick :)
briefings
Look carefully, men. This wretched thing is a darkspawn. They're strong and cunning and smart, but don't listen to those old wives' tales. They can be killed. Stick them with your sword enough, and they go down. Their blood is black as sin and poisonous. Don't even touch it. You get tainted with that blood and you may as well slit your throat. We've lost many dogs already, had to muzzle them to keep them from biting. It's a long and painful way to die.
There are lots of darkspawn, different kinds. We're getting reports of things we've never even heard of. Our short friend here for instance is something called a genlock. They're pretty common in the horde, but we've seen others much larger. We don't know where these new darkspawn are coming from, or what they can do. All I can say is to use caution. There aren't any we've seen that won't die once they bleed enough.
I want this nonsense talk stopped immediately. What are you? A bunch of nattering fishwives, spreading gossip until you brown your smallclothes out of terror? We've seen nothing to suggest that the darkspawn drag our people underground to eat them. And I want this talk about darkspawn enslaving survivors to stop immediately. Keep your minds focused on the battle, you fight for Ferelden, and for your king. Remember that.
two soldiers conversations
Female Soldier: This is supposed to be the battle that sends these darkspawn back underground. You believe that?
Male Soldier: I don't know what to believe. We've won every battle, but there's more of them each time.
FS: Makes you wonder if them Grey Wardens are right.
MS: I don't want to think about that.
FS: [sigh] Sounds like the perfect time to get drunk, if you ask me.
*
FS: The last scouting party made it back last night. Barely.
MS: What do you mean?
FS: Only two of them made it. And one was minus a leg. Said they encountered some darkspawn that was ten feet tall, with horns as long as your arm. The injured one died last night. They said his blood was already turning black.
MS: Maker's breath! Where are they all coming from?
*
FS: So there's supposed to be more of these Grey Wardens coming, I hear.
MS: Petran said they were Orlesians, coming with a whole army of them fancy Orlesian knights.
FS: If my pa wasn't already in his grave, that'd put him there.
MS: You think they'll leave once this is done, if we ask them nice?
FS: If they don't, then we keep on fighting, I guess.
MS: I'd rather fight them painted fops than the darkspawn. That howling of theirs... gives me nightmares, it does.
sermons
We stand here in this hour, good folk of Ferelden, and we contemplate the death that may await. Death is no failure, my friends. Should it find you, you will not have failed your king. You will have served your Maker. Die in this battle and when you stand before the Maker in the land beyond the Fade, he will not find you wanting. Go not into death gladly, but with the knowledge that evil has been held at bay by your spilled blood. And if you go to stand beside the Maker, go with our blessing. For you shall not be forgotten. My friends, let us bow our heads and remember those who have fallen and those who have yet to fall.
Maker above, hear the prayers of your sons and daughters. We who betrayed your prophet Andraste now beg your forgiveness. Do not abandon us in our darkest hour. Watch over the valiant king Cailan and guide him as he faces this terrible evil. Watch over Teyrn Loghain and give him the wisdom to bring us victory against the scourge of shadow. Watch over Ferelden, the homeland of Holy Andraste. Keep her people safe from the darkspawn. Let us bow our heads and offer prayers to the Maker, that he might find us worthy.
Soldiers of Ferelden, my sisters and gentle folk, we stand here on the eve of battle. Let us consider the evil before us. In their pride, the mages of the ancient Tevinter Imperium sought to open a portal into the heavenly Golden City itself. They tainted it with their sin and they were cast back into our world as darkspawn. They are man's sins made flesh, an evil that spreads like an illness across our land. To face them, we must first face the evil within ourselves. Let us bow our heads and beg the Maker's forgiveness. Let us not be proud, so we may take courage against the darkness.
Hahren Shianni Tabris of the Denerim Alienage
origins is set in ferelden because if you tried to explain the mere concept of orlais to a freshly out of dust town brosca they'd let the darkspawn win
you never forget your first Dragon Age love ❤
dao only letting you wear templar armour if you have the templar spec was really, really funny
yeah we’ll let you walk around in the uniform but only if you have the illegal bootleg version of our abilities learned from our stolen initiate who was never, ever supposed to share these secrets because it could potentially completely destabilise our order
knight-commander greagoir: [strangled voice] warden. WHY are you wearing official templar armour
warden: oh, i’m a templar
knight-commander greagoir: i assure you you’re not
warden: no like for real i can prove it
knight-commander greagoir: our order—
warden: [CASTS HOLY SMITE]
