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Anders: he didn't do it, but HE WILL! (DAO spoilers, may contain DAII spoiles)
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Posté 26 septembre 2010 - 10:13
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I did my first fanfic ever mostly from Alistair's POV. I find him pretty easy to write. But Anders is more fun.
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Posté 26 septembre 2010 - 10:51
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I don't think I would like writing from Origins-timeline Alistair's POV. He's got so many issues. Anders has a lot more confidence, that makes him fun.
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Posté 26 septembre 2010 - 11:01
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Avilia wrote...
You guys are inspiring me to try to write an Alistair story. I like to write Nate and Anders because I'm not as constrained by other people's frameworks.
I would like to see Ali get a happy ending though. He so rarely does in my playthroughs. And truthfully I'm a bit afraid of Alistair fan girls - they're scary...
Anders and Alistair together when you all write it is always hilarious. I wonder how they'd go being Grey Wardens together?
/ponders
Huh. My first story idea ever involved Al as a Grey Warden and still in love with my Cousland, and he ended up at Vigil's keep. I might have to write that sometime.
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 12:30
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Well, its happened. The idea just perculated and now its taken over my brain. I'm going to attempt to write a 'proper' story. With descriptive detail and everything.
Its set around two years after the Landsmeet - no Origins story constraints and just the repercussions of the Warden's decisions.
Right, here's hoping I actually manage to do it. I get bored writing descriptive detail very quickly and its hard. Very hard.
Oh well - see if I can be a proper writer now and see if I can manage a happy ending. I'm not prone to that usually (Anders is my exception - I can't NOT give him one).
I've given you guys a credit at the start for inspiring me to try something different
Its set around two years after the Landsmeet - no Origins story constraints and just the repercussions of the Warden's decisions.
Right, here's hoping I actually manage to do it. I get bored writing descriptive detail very quickly and its hard. Very hard.
Oh well - see if I can be a proper writer now and see if I can manage a happy ending. I'm not prone to that usually (Anders is my exception - I can't NOT give him one).
I've given you guys a credit at the start for inspiring me to try something different
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 01:21
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Yay, here's my prompt fill! I took just a little more than an hour this time, but I'm using this fill for both this and the Nate thread this week (as it turns out, my story idea worked for both prompts I think!) The prompt on Nate's thread is 'conspiracy' if you wanted to know that.
Anyway, here it is. Hope you like it!
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He certainly hadn't expected that to happen.
More to the point, he had expected something to happen when he cast that spell. Or, you know, anything. He looked askance at his hands. Why didn't the spell work? He had never, ever had a problem like that before. He felt … well, he felt impotent. Not that he knew how that felt or anything. Far from it! No, really. He shook his hands, then his head, and tried to cast again at the practice dummy…
Nothing.
This is embarrassing. It's really, really embarrassing. He looked over to where Nathaniel, Oghren and Ragnar were standing. Oghren was taking a swig from his flagon. Nothing unusual there. Nathaniel was tapping his foot impatiently, his arms crossed, and he was scowling. Also fairly normal. Ragnar just watched, expressionless. That dwarf really was made of stone. He made Nathaniel look positively ebullient with the amount of emotion he allowed to cross his face. They're all acting normally. Still, I wonder, could Nathaniel be getting even for … nah. He has no way to control my spellcasting. Besides, Elissa would be here if it was a payback. She's the one who got the worst of it. Even after reassuring himself, he took a moment to really study Nathaniel's face. There was not a trace of mischief or plotting present.
Nathaniel raised an eyebrow at Anders' perusal. “What?” he demanded. “Shouldn't you be showing us how incredible your spellcasting is by now? I thought that the training dummy was going to burst into 'thousands of itty bitty pieces that we'd be searching for weeks for'.”
Anders turned back to face the training dummy. This spell is easy. You can do this. A bead of sweat trickled from his scalp down the back of his neck and made an uncomfortable path down his back. He resisted the urge to squirm as he reviewed the steps of the spell, reminded himself of the motions in his mind, and made sure that he hadn't forgotten some tiny detail that rendered the casting useless. He frowned; it should have cast perfectly. After all, this was one of the earliest spells he'd ever learned and he had perfected it years before he went through his harrowing. If he hadn't been so confident in his ability to cast this one spell and shatter the training dummy, he would never have made the stupid bet…
Several of the Wardens were already seated around the table when Anders arrived in the dining hall. He gathered an enormous plate of food and sat down. “Hey,” he said before he stuffed a roll in his mouth, “Where are the others?” He was usually last down to breakfast, so it was surprising that he was able to choose his seat.
“Elissa decided to train Arthur in some elven thing that she'd learned during the blight,” Nathaniel said offhandedly. Anders raised an eyebrow at this. Elissa was an excellent leader and trained others well, but Arthur was a mage. Elissa was an archer. Anders didn't understand how that could possibly work.
“Uh...she's going to train Arthur some elvish spells?” He wasn't surprised that his voice showed the incredulity he felt.
“Not spells, Sparklefingers!” Oghren laughed at Anders. “She learned this thing about an ancient elven warrior sect – they were mages who used their magical powers to fight with real weapons instead of those sticks you insist on carrying around. She thought that since Arthur's built like a warrior and he ends up running into the fray all the time anyway, that he might be able to do this 'arcane warrior' or whatever it's called thing.” He took a long swig from his mug. Ale was apparently just as good with breakfast as it was with lunch, dinner, snacks and dessert.
“I will have you know, dwarf, that a mage's staff is every bit as real a weapon as a sword.” Anders narrowed his eyes at his friend. It had been a while since Oghren had teased him about his prowess with weapons. “A mage's staff is just as effective as any other ranged weaponry out there.”
At this, Nathaniel raised an eyebrow. “In the right hands, the bow is the best ranged weapon available.” He snorted dismissively. “You can't hope to compete with a bow using just that thing.”
“Hah! Even I could outdo the damage one of your measly arrows does, and I'm a healer! One spell can shatter multiple enemies with a single chant. You'd need several arrows to do that.”
Nathaniel's eyes gleamed. “Care to wager on that?”
Anders grinned. This was too easy. “What does the winner get?” He waggled his eyebrows as he leered at his dark-haired friend. “Uninterrupted time with the boss?”
“The boss happens to be my wife, you dolt.” Nathaniel's eyes narrowed. “No.” Anders hadn't thought it would actually happen, but it was worth a try. Elissa was a very attractive woman, after all. Nathaniel continued. “Whoever causes the most damage to the training dummies gets to make the loser his personal slave for a day.”
“I'll enjoy enslaving you, Ser Broody,” Anders said as he stood up. “It's a deal. Let's do this.”
All of the Wardens who had assembled for breakfast made their way to the training yard. Nathaniel had gone first – he let one well-placed arrow fly and decapitated the training dummy in front of him. It was impressive, but nothing Anders couldn't easily top. Or at least that's what he had thought as he taunted his friend and started to cast…
“Will you cast already?” Nathaniel's voice was annoyed now. Anders muttered something derogatory under his breath and he summoned up the will, drew on his vast reserves of power, and made the motions for the spell. This was going to be fantastic – everything really clicked into place as he said the words and made the motions before throwing his power out at the training dummy …
The dummy sat there, untouched.
What is wrong with me today? Andraste's knickerweasels! That should have blown the dummy and its three neighbors apart!
“Senior mage, huh?” Ragnar's voice, quiet as usual, but with a trace of derision, cut through Anders' shock. Ragnar walked over and stood next to Anders. “I can cast better than that.”
Anders snapped out of his daze at those words. “Did you hit your head or something? You're a dwarf!”
“Watch me.” Ragnar was all quiet confidence as he chanted and moved his hands. He was too quiet for Anders to hear the words, but he must have said the words of power correctly, for one of the other training dummies in front of him caught on fire.
Anders felt dizzy. He looked at his hands, then felt his own forehead. “This has got to be a bad dream,” he mumbled to himself. “I think I need to go back to bed, and when I wake up, everything will be normal again.” He muttered to himself and staggered back to the keep where he planned to spend the better part of the day in bed, recuperating from whatever it was that was ailing him.
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Nathaniel watched Anders disappear inside the keep, still mumbling to himself, then turned to the others. “You can come out now,” he called out. Arthur and Elissa emerged from inside the cart that was conveniently positioned near the training yard.
“That worked! That … ahahahahah! … That actually … hehehe … worked!” Oghren was doubled over in laughter. Ragnar looked at Nathaniel with an actual smile on his face, and Elissa and Arthur were laughing as well.
“Having Ragnar 'cast' was a great touch, Arthur. I'm glad you thought of it.” Nathaniel clasped the young mage's arm in a gesture of brotherhood. “The look on his face ...” Nathaniel allowed himself a quiet laugh.
“It seemed like the perfect idea, after you suggested we give the training dummy spell immunity,” Arthur laughed. “You know, I like being a Grey Warden. This is too much fun.” Arthur was grinning and his eyes were twinkling in pure mischief. “As long as I don't have to be the one who tells him what we did ...”
“We'll make it up to him.” Elissa grinned up to Nathaniel as she spoke. “But not today. Today is the first day I haven't itched in a week! Serves him right for putting those herbs in our bed.” She moved closer to Nathaniel and lowered her voice so that only he could hear. “By the way, I am going to be on top for a while. Just in case.”
Nathaniel laughed as he put his arm over Elissa's shoulder. “Fair enough.” He turned to the others. “So let me know what you want Anders to do for each of you – don't be too hard on him! - and we'll put those tasks on his list.” He started walking toward the keep, his arm still over his wife's shoulder, and they laughed as they planned what they would have Anders do as their personal slave for a day.
He already had ideas, however. After all, he certainly had expected this to happen.
Anyway, here it is. Hope you like it!
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He certainly hadn't expected that to happen.
More to the point, he had expected something to happen when he cast that spell. Or, you know, anything. He looked askance at his hands. Why didn't the spell work? He had never, ever had a problem like that before. He felt … well, he felt impotent. Not that he knew how that felt or anything. Far from it! No, really. He shook his hands, then his head, and tried to cast again at the practice dummy…
Nothing.
This is embarrassing. It's really, really embarrassing. He looked over to where Nathaniel, Oghren and Ragnar were standing. Oghren was taking a swig from his flagon. Nothing unusual there. Nathaniel was tapping his foot impatiently, his arms crossed, and he was scowling. Also fairly normal. Ragnar just watched, expressionless. That dwarf really was made of stone. He made Nathaniel look positively ebullient with the amount of emotion he allowed to cross his face. They're all acting normally. Still, I wonder, could Nathaniel be getting even for … nah. He has no way to control my spellcasting. Besides, Elissa would be here if it was a payback. She's the one who got the worst of it. Even after reassuring himself, he took a moment to really study Nathaniel's face. There was not a trace of mischief or plotting present.
Nathaniel raised an eyebrow at Anders' perusal. “What?” he demanded. “Shouldn't you be showing us how incredible your spellcasting is by now? I thought that the training dummy was going to burst into 'thousands of itty bitty pieces that we'd be searching for weeks for'.”
Anders turned back to face the training dummy. This spell is easy. You can do this. A bead of sweat trickled from his scalp down the back of his neck and made an uncomfortable path down his back. He resisted the urge to squirm as he reviewed the steps of the spell, reminded himself of the motions in his mind, and made sure that he hadn't forgotten some tiny detail that rendered the casting useless. He frowned; it should have cast perfectly. After all, this was one of the earliest spells he'd ever learned and he had perfected it years before he went through his harrowing. If he hadn't been so confident in his ability to cast this one spell and shatter the training dummy, he would never have made the stupid bet…
Several of the Wardens were already seated around the table when Anders arrived in the dining hall. He gathered an enormous plate of food and sat down. “Hey,” he said before he stuffed a roll in his mouth, “Where are the others?” He was usually last down to breakfast, so it was surprising that he was able to choose his seat.
“Elissa decided to train Arthur in some elven thing that she'd learned during the blight,” Nathaniel said offhandedly. Anders raised an eyebrow at this. Elissa was an excellent leader and trained others well, but Arthur was a mage. Elissa was an archer. Anders didn't understand how that could possibly work.
“Uh...she's going to train Arthur some elvish spells?” He wasn't surprised that his voice showed the incredulity he felt.
“Not spells, Sparklefingers!” Oghren laughed at Anders. “She learned this thing about an ancient elven warrior sect – they were mages who used their magical powers to fight with real weapons instead of those sticks you insist on carrying around. She thought that since Arthur's built like a warrior and he ends up running into the fray all the time anyway, that he might be able to do this 'arcane warrior' or whatever it's called thing.” He took a long swig from his mug. Ale was apparently just as good with breakfast as it was with lunch, dinner, snacks and dessert.
“I will have you know, dwarf, that a mage's staff is every bit as real a weapon as a sword.” Anders narrowed his eyes at his friend. It had been a while since Oghren had teased him about his prowess with weapons. “A mage's staff is just as effective as any other ranged weaponry out there.”
At this, Nathaniel raised an eyebrow. “In the right hands, the bow is the best ranged weapon available.” He snorted dismissively. “You can't hope to compete with a bow using just that thing.”
“Hah! Even I could outdo the damage one of your measly arrows does, and I'm a healer! One spell can shatter multiple enemies with a single chant. You'd need several arrows to do that.”
Nathaniel's eyes gleamed. “Care to wager on that?”
Anders grinned. This was too easy. “What does the winner get?” He waggled his eyebrows as he leered at his dark-haired friend. “Uninterrupted time with the boss?”
“The boss happens to be my wife, you dolt.” Nathaniel's eyes narrowed. “No.” Anders hadn't thought it would actually happen, but it was worth a try. Elissa was a very attractive woman, after all. Nathaniel continued. “Whoever causes the most damage to the training dummies gets to make the loser his personal slave for a day.”
“I'll enjoy enslaving you, Ser Broody,” Anders said as he stood up. “It's a deal. Let's do this.”
All of the Wardens who had assembled for breakfast made their way to the training yard. Nathaniel had gone first – he let one well-placed arrow fly and decapitated the training dummy in front of him. It was impressive, but nothing Anders couldn't easily top. Or at least that's what he had thought as he taunted his friend and started to cast…
“Will you cast already?” Nathaniel's voice was annoyed now. Anders muttered something derogatory under his breath and he summoned up the will, drew on his vast reserves of power, and made the motions for the spell. This was going to be fantastic – everything really clicked into place as he said the words and made the motions before throwing his power out at the training dummy …
The dummy sat there, untouched.
What is wrong with me today? Andraste's knickerweasels! That should have blown the dummy and its three neighbors apart!
“Senior mage, huh?” Ragnar's voice, quiet as usual, but with a trace of derision, cut through Anders' shock. Ragnar walked over and stood next to Anders. “I can cast better than that.”
Anders snapped out of his daze at those words. “Did you hit your head or something? You're a dwarf!”
“Watch me.” Ragnar was all quiet confidence as he chanted and moved his hands. He was too quiet for Anders to hear the words, but he must have said the words of power correctly, for one of the other training dummies in front of him caught on fire.
Anders felt dizzy. He looked at his hands, then felt his own forehead. “This has got to be a bad dream,” he mumbled to himself. “I think I need to go back to bed, and when I wake up, everything will be normal again.” He muttered to himself and staggered back to the keep where he planned to spend the better part of the day in bed, recuperating from whatever it was that was ailing him.
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Nathaniel watched Anders disappear inside the keep, still mumbling to himself, then turned to the others. “You can come out now,” he called out. Arthur and Elissa emerged from inside the cart that was conveniently positioned near the training yard.
“That worked! That … ahahahahah! … That actually … hehehe … worked!” Oghren was doubled over in laughter. Ragnar looked at Nathaniel with an actual smile on his face, and Elissa and Arthur were laughing as well.
“Having Ragnar 'cast' was a great touch, Arthur. I'm glad you thought of it.” Nathaniel clasped the young mage's arm in a gesture of brotherhood. “The look on his face ...” Nathaniel allowed himself a quiet laugh.
“It seemed like the perfect idea, after you suggested we give the training dummy spell immunity,” Arthur laughed. “You know, I like being a Grey Warden. This is too much fun.” Arthur was grinning and his eyes were twinkling in pure mischief. “As long as I don't have to be the one who tells him what we did ...”
“We'll make it up to him.” Elissa grinned up to Nathaniel as she spoke. “But not today. Today is the first day I haven't itched in a week! Serves him right for putting those herbs in our bed.” She moved closer to Nathaniel and lowered her voice so that only he could hear. “By the way, I am going to be on top for a while. Just in case.”
Nathaniel laughed as he put his arm over Elissa's shoulder. “Fair enough.” He turned to the others. “So let me know what you want Anders to do for each of you – don't be too hard on him! - and we'll put those tasks on his list.” He started walking toward the keep, his arm still over his wife's shoulder, and they laughed as they planned what they would have Anders do as their personal slave for a day.
He already had ideas, however. After all, he certainly had expected this to happen.
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 01:24
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@jenncgf: Oh, that was funny. Poor Anders, they'll never let him live that down even if it was their own fault.
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 01:30
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Anders needs to be my personal slave RIGHT NOW!
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 01:49
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@jenn - classic. Poor Anders ;-)
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 02:09
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@Sarah - hehe, thanks!
@ Miri - I know, right? How awesome would that be!
@ Avilia - thank you! I know, but he gives as good as he gets.
@ Miri - I know, right? How awesome would that be!
@ Avilia - thank you! I know, but he gives as good as he gets.
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 02:42
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@jenncgf Oh, the things I could get him to do to for me!
Picture time!
Picture time!
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 03:09
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Jenn- Love it!
(I need to do mine. I'm actually playing the game right now, though. Too excited about this mod to let it sit there...)
You know... I suspect Anders would enjoy any tasks we give him far more than anything Nate asks.
(I need to do mine. I'm actually playing the game right now, though. Too excited about this mod to let it sit there...)
You know... I suspect Anders would enjoy any tasks we give him far more than anything Nate asks.
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 03:28
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I don't know. I planned on asking him to help give my cat a bath.
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 03:32
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@jenncgf, aww, poor Anders.
Archers are evil! And cheaters
I wonder if it will be possible for me to make this prompt good for Anders...
Archers are evil! And cheaters
I wonder if it will be possible for me to make this prompt good for Anders...
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 03:41
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You know, you've been filling out prompts but you're not actually on the list for people to give them. Should we add you?Galagraphia wrote...
@jenncgf, aww, poor Anders.
Archers are evil! And cheaters
I wonder if it will be possible for me to make this prompt good for Anders...
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 04:06
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SurelyForth wrote...
I don't know. I planned on asking him to help give my cat a bath.
I see what you did there.
@Lupus, Gala, thank you!
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 04:08
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Galagraphia wrote...
@jenncgf, aww, poor Anders.
Archers are evil! And cheaters
I wonder if it will be possible for me to make this prompt good for Anders...
I hope so. I really, really do. I hope it worked out all right for you and anyone else who might be inclined to do draw/sketch/etc.
Besides, Anders TOTALLY started it, what with him putting the "itching powder" herbs in Nathaniel and Elissa's bed. Naughty, naughty man.
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 04:09
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Miri1984 wrote...
@jenncgf Oh, the things I could get him to do tofor me!
Mmm, yeah.... *wanders off imagining Anders' "to do" list ...
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 04:27
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@Sarah1281, now when you asked, I actually have an idea. You can add me to the list.
@jenncgf, well, they deserved it. Making all those sounds while other people were trying to sleep ))) Besides, Nate should've detected a trap 0:-)
@jenncgf, well, they deserved it.
Making all those sounds while other people were trying to sleep ))) Besides, Nate should've detected a trap 0:-)
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 04:32
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OkayGalagraphia wrote...
@Sarah1281, now when you asked, I actually have an idea. You can add me to the list.
1. Lupus
2. Sarah
3. Miri
4. jenncgf
5.Avilia
6. SurelyForth
7. sabreene
8. Galagraphia
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#3045
Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 04:36
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I'll update the post. (I need to do my prompt, too, but I'm all JOWAN MOD JOWAN MOD JOWAN MOD right now. And Gala... same mod lets you add Cullen...)Sarah1281 wrote...
OkayGalagraphia wrote...
@Sarah1281, now when you asked, I actually have an idea. You can add me to the list.
1. Lupus
2. Sarah
3. Miri
4. jenncgf
5.Avilia
6. SurelyForth
7. sabreene
8. Galagraphia
#3046
Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 04:58
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Oh golly. If only he was voiced by Greg Ellis it would almost make up for lack of Anders... I tend not to use mods though being a lazy gamer.
#3047
Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 05:10
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I am a total mod addict. Plus, since I'm rewriting this one (or the Jowan portion at least) I'd be kind of a jerk not to install it. 
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 06:34
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I don't know, it will ruin all dramatic effect for me. Besides, I still can't finish my 5th and 6th playthroughs to import saves into DA2, and mods can affect my epilogues. Maybe if I ever take a maternity leave I will have some time to enjoy mods at last!
Ah, and Cullen is no fun without Andes' voice.
I've been thinking about the current prompt. May I have more time than 1 hour? I have a funny idea, but it will look awful if I won't ink it properly. Maybe I can do a sketch in 1 hour and don't count all extra work?
Ah, and Cullen is no fun without Andes' voice.
I've been thinking about the current prompt. May I have more time than 1 hour? I have a funny idea, but it will look awful if I won't ink it properly. Maybe I can do a sketch in 1 hour and don't count all extra work?
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 06:56
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I'm going to jump in here and give you permission to use more than an hour.. but maybe you can post what you DID manage to do in an hour as well as the finished product? Does that make sense? So we can sort of see the work in progress - I love seeing those on DevArt considering I have absolutely no visual talent at all and haven't the first idea how people go about that sort of thing.
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 07:17
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I agree. I love seeing works in progress.
(and you know, flirting with bann teagan? never, ever, ever gets old... and I realize that makes no sense, but I literally JUST finished the flirting with bann teagan bit.)
(and you know, flirting with bann teagan? never, ever, ever gets old... and I realize that makes no sense, but I literally JUST finished the flirting with bann teagan bit.)
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