You DO realize that at decision time Amaranthine appears to be a lost cause with most of its population dead or tainted, right? It's only after you insist on staying anyway that you find out that Garavel was exaggerating about/misjudged how serious the situation was. He doesn't WANT it to be destroyed. He thinks it's already lost and the Keep can still be salvaged.
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Posté 26 septembre 2010 - 11:04
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SOLID_EVEREST wrote...
Okay, I don't "love" Nathaniel because I'm not like that, but he was a lot better of a teammate than Alistair. I actually wanted to kill him at the start, but I gave him a chance since I gave one to that Zevran who I hated. The only problem I had was when he opened his mouth to speak at the end of the game. I would've punched him since Amaranthine was his home...
*Spoiler*
why would he want it destroyed. Anyways, I wish I could've saved the city with just me and Sigrun (who is my favorite companion other than Morrigan). On another note, his skin was so pale that I thought he was already dead. I swear I could've mistaken him for Justice at one point. I don't know if this has been said before, but him and Valenna had something going on lol.
I don't think he wanted it destroyed. I think he thought it was a lost cause already so he wanted to go back to the keep (his home for forever, no less!) and try to stop the carnage there, because there he thought there was still a chance. I know on my first playthrough it really did sound like the city was a lost cause, until they got to the cutscene where the fire arrows were being shot to raze the city. then I was all
.We have the benefit of hindsight, etc.
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Posté 26 septembre 2010 - 11:07
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SOLID_EVEREST wrote...
Okay, I don't "love" Nathaniel because I'm not like that, but he was a lot better of a teammate than Alistair. I actually wanted to kill him at the start, but I gave him a chance since I gave one to that Zevran who I hated. The only problem I had was when he opened his mouth to speak at the end of the game. I would've punched him since Amaranthine was his home...
*Spoiler*
why would he want it destroyed. Anyways, I wish I could've saved the city with just me and Sigrun (who is my favorite companion other than Morrigan). On another note, his skin was so pale that I thought he was already dead. I swear I could've mistaken him for Justice at one point. I don't know if this has been said before, but him and Valenna had something going on lol.
My characters feel insulted... they're as pale as Nate is and I'm pretty sure they're alive! And yes, we know about him and Vel... and I'm pretty sure we've all agreed that she needs to be killed with LOTS of fire.
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 01:23
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Lady_Scarlett wrote...
SOLID_EVEREST wrote...
Okay, I don't "love" Nathaniel because I'm not like that, but he was a lot better of a teammate than Alistair. I actually wanted to kill him at the start, but I gave him a chance since I gave one to that Zevran who I hated. The only problem I had was when he opened his mouth to speak at the end of the game. I would've punched him since Amaranthine was his home...
*Spoiler*
why would he want it destroyed. Anyways, I wish I could've saved the city with just me and Sigrun (who is my favorite companion other than Morrigan). On another note, his skin was so pale that I thought he was already dead. I swear I could've mistaken him for Justice at one point. I don't know if this has been said before, but him and Valenna had something going on lol.
My characters feel insulted... they're as pale as Nate is and I'm pretty sure they're alive! And yes, we know about him and Vel... and I'm pretty sure we've all agreed that she needs to be killed with LOTS of fire.
LOL I thought Valenna was kind of cute since I thought her philosophy was so stupid. Who were the total idiots that actually followed her... Anyways, it wasn't just the pale skin, but those purplish rings around his eyes... that just didn't sit well with me.
As for Amaranthine, who cares if it indeed was a lost cause or not. Burning even 1 person alive is a huge no, no for me. I never wanted to kill innocents even at a time of war--at least if I can help it. I know EVERYONE, except Sigrun, kept repeating to me how it was lost and yaddah yaddah, but I still went in there. If Nathaniel really wanted to save the Vigil, he should've just left my group and took off with Valenna since she agreed with him. I mean it comes down to losing a bunch of soldiers--who probably had families waiting in Amaranthine, or losing a bunch of civilians who had no means of resistance. Who could really face those soldiers, and tell them that you could've saved their families but didn't. I hated that part because Nate had to open his mouth... I like it better when he is quiet--that is why he is better than Alistair.
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 01:28
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It's not like the Wardens haven't burned villages before to stop the spread of taint. Those people you're burning alive? It was judged that they were probably tainted and burning them was so that the taint wouldn't spread. They were trying to protect the people who hadn't been tainted as those that were were already lost and doomed to become ghouls. That 'even one person' who hadn't been tainted at the time would have become tainted if things were really as bad as you were made to believe.As for Amaranthine, who cares if it indeed was a lost cause or not. Burning even 1 person alive is a huge no, no for me. I never wanted to kill innocents even at a time of war--at least if I can help it. I know EVERYONE, except Sigrun, kept repeating to me how it was lost and yaddah yaddah, but I still went in there. If Nathaniel really wanted to save the Vigil, he should've just left my group and took off with Valenna since she agreed with him. I mean it comes down to losing a bunch of soldiers--who probably had families waiting in Amaranthine, or losing a bunch of civilians who had no means of resistance. Who could really face those soldiers, and tell them that you could've saved their families but didn't. I hated that part because Nate had to open his mouth... I like it better when he is quiet--that is why he is better than Alistair.
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 01:35
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Yay! Prompt fill time!
As it turns out, my prompt fill for this week worked out well for both the Anders and the Nathaniel threads, so it's being posted in both places. The Anders prompt for this week was to start the story with a single sentence and go from there. The sentence was "He certainly hadn't expected that to happen." So, hope you enjoy!
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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.
As it turns out, my prompt fill for this week worked out well for both the Anders and the Nathaniel threads, so it's being posted in both places. The Anders prompt for this week was to start the story with a single sentence and go from there. The sentence was "He certainly hadn't expected that to happen." So, hope you enjoy!
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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.
#1907
Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 01:42
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Oh, wow. Nice job combining the two prompts.
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 01:51
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@jenn - Nice to see Nate getting one up on the mage...what? I'm in the Nate thread and must show my support ;-) Spell immunity on the target dummy - love it.
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 02:10
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@Sarah - thanks! It just worked out this week, so I went with it. It was a lot of fun though. 
@Avilia - hehehe, yeah, Nate needed to get even. and you crack me up! (I'm in the Nate thread - don't judge me!) Too funny!
@Avilia - hehehe, yeah, Nate needed to get even. and you crack me up! (I'm in the Nate thread - don't judge me!) Too funny!
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 02:55
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Sarah1281 wrote...
It's not like the Wardens haven't burned villages before to stop the spread of taint. Those people you're burning alive? It was judged that they were probably tainted and burning them was so that the taint wouldn't spread. They were trying to protect the people who hadn't been tainted as those that were were already lost and doomed to become ghouls. That 'even one person' who hadn't been tainted at the time would have become tainted if things were really as bad as you were made to believe.
Yeah, but your group shows up earlier than anything, which is why you get the dialogue option "it can't be over this quick." They were mainly looking at it from a different point of view--allowing their emotions get the best of them.
Confront them with annihilation, and they will then survive; plunge them into a deadly situation, and they will then live. When people fall into danger, they are then able to strive for victory. --Sun Tzu
I believed that the small army could've overcome the darkspawn with such great odds--humans are survivers. Killing everyone in the town shouldn't ever be an option. I thought Amaranthine had a better chance at victory then the Vigil, but the ending proved me even more right. I don't care if its the Warden policy to burn down towns because that isn't how I would ever conduct myself as a general.
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 03:20
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And if that's not what you did and you went in and killed all the darkspawn and there were survivors then there was the very real risk of some or all of them being tainted and spreading that taint to others in the Arling and, if left unchecked, the rest of Ferelden and then the rest of Thedas.
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 04:04
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Sarah1281 wrote...
And if that's not what you did and you went in and killed all the darkspawn and there were survivors then there was the very real risk of some or all of them being tainted and spreading that taint to others in the Arling and, if left unchecked, the rest of Ferelden and then the rest of Thedas.
Put all the survivors through the Joining! BAM! Instant wardens!
(I jest, of course)
It's a tough decision. I remember on my first playthrough of Awakening I felt, afterward, like I had just kicked several puppies. In front of Alistair, Anders and Nathaniel all in the same room. While fastening a chastity belt on Zevran.
It was ugly.
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 04:06
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My first playthrough I was a dwarf who wasn't really being rational at the time so much as refusing to lose another city to the darkspawn and so charged in and was pleasantly surprised when it turned out that things weren't nearly as bad as everyone feared it was.
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 06:40
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SOLID_EVEREST wrote...
I believed that the small army could've overcome the darkspawn with such great odds--humans are survivers. Killing everyone in the town shouldn't ever be an option. I thought Amaranthine had a better chance at victory then the Vigil, but the ending proved me even more right. I don't care if its the Warden policy to burn down towns because that isn't how I would ever conduct myself as a general.
That's a perfectly valid way to play. If you did what you felt your character would have done, that's really all that matters from a roleplaying standpoint (it's what I choose to do, myself, incidently).
PS: I don't recall if burning towns to prevent the spread of the taint is "Warden policy" necessarily, I think it is simply that there is a precedent for it (and lore like that is meant to show that the Wardens aren't necessarily white knights).
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 07:33
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I might have to pass on this week's prompt. What's left of my scatterbrain is making out with Loghain.
I KNOW.
I KNOW.
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Posté 27 septembre 2010 - 07:59
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Addai67 wrote...
I might have to pass on this week's prompt. What's left of my scatterbrain is making out with Loghain.
I KNOW.
Laugh! Well, at least we should see some chapters from that fanfic up! (I'm really enjoying that fanfic, btw!)
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Posté 28 septembre 2010 - 02:58
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Addai67 wrote...
I might have to pass on this week's prompt. What's left of my scatterbrain is making out with Loghain.
I KNOW.
Hmm more
than . Still I'm not one to judge others on their peculiarities 
Unless of course you mean this Loghain:
In which case, carry on!
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Posté 28 septembre 2010 - 12:25
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Avilia wrote...
Addai67 wrote...
I might have to pass on this week's prompt. What's left of my scatterbrain is making out with Loghain.
I KNOW.
Hmm more
Unless of course you mean this Loghain:
In which case, carry on!
is that a Nate-Loghain. Hmmm. Yes, Carry on!
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Posté 28 septembre 2010 - 05:55
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AnniLau disapproves -400,000,000,000
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Posté 28 septembre 2010 - 08:28
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AnniLau wrote...
AnniLau disapproves -400,000,000,000
Awww. How (Howe - geddit ;-) ) does this suit you :
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Posté 28 septembre 2010 - 08:41
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Yeah, I like me some hairy Nate. Licky licky.
(Carry on, Addai...Loghain make out time is time well spent, IMHO).
(Carry on, Addai...Loghain make out time is time well spent, IMHO).
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Posté 28 septembre 2010 - 10:16
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Avilia wrote...
Awww. How (Howe - geddit ;-) ) does this suit you :
You wave naked Nathaniel at me and I'm just supposed to forget that you've sullied his very SOUL?
*stealth ogles*
No, no, I will not do it!
#1924
Posté 28 septembre 2010 - 11:13
jenncgf
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AnniLau wrote...
Avilia wrote...
Awww. How (Howe - geddit ;-) ) does this suit you :
You wave naked Nathaniel at me and I'm just supposed to forget that you've sullied his very SOUL?
*stealth ogles*
No, no, I will not do it!
What she sai.....oooh, Nate ....
Were you saying something?
#1925
Posté 29 septembre 2010 - 06:15
Avilia
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Ever get the feeling you're being dragged around by unseen forces?
