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[nereza]

I know there has been boards like this but they are all long dead... so what's yours? I know dragon age had me loling a lot

I thought it was hilarious in the beginning where your in the Wilds before the Joining and there is the injured man.. it goes something like this I think:
Injured Man: Grey wardens?? Help... my whole scouting band attacked my darkspawn... I need to get back to camp...
Character: We don't have time for this. Let's go.
Alistair: What? Do you have an important meeting somewhere?
Character: But he's dead already, see? (Kills man)
Alistiar: Does the word "insane" mean anything to you?
Character: Just shut up and do as I say.
Alistair: Remind me not to get injured anywhere near you..

[Sleepee]

* Alistair: Why are you smiling like that? You look suspiciously like the cat who swallowed the pigeon.

* Wynne: Canary.

* Alistair: What?

* Wynne: I look like the cat that swallowed the canary.

* Alistair: I once had a very large cat, but that's not my point. My point is why are you smirking?

* Wynne: <chuckles> You were watching her. With great interest, I might add. In fact, I believe you were...enraptured.

* Alistair: She's our leader. I look to her for guidance.

* Wynne: Oh, I see. So what guidance did you find in those swaying hips hmm?

* Alistair: No no no, I wasn't looking at...you know her...hind-quarters

* Wynne: Certainly.

* Alistair: I gazed...glanced, in that direction, maybe, but I wasn't staring...or really seeing anything even.

* Wynne: Of course.

* Alistair: I hate you. You're a bad person.

[bobolda7]

* Warden: "Alistair, she's one archdemon short of a blight."

* Alistair: "Yes, but she seems more... "Ooh, pretty colors!" than "Muahaha! I am Princess Stabbity! Stab, kill, kill!"

[Wotannanow]

Wynne: Alistair, what's this?

Alistair: It's a sock?

Wynne: It's a filthy sock. How did it find its way to my bedroll?

Alistair: Maybe it likes you? Socks are sneaky like that. Anyway, it's not mine.

Wynne: It has your name stitched on it.

Alistair: Oh. Ha, ha. Ha. Part of templar training, back at the Chantry. The men were... always getting their socks mixed up. Anyway, uh, sorry about that. I'll take it from you right now. One of my socks is feeling a little damp anyway. A change would be nice.

Wynne: You're going to put it on? It's filthy!

Alistair: And dry. We're not exactly traveling in the lap of luxury here.

Wynne: What hideous habits you've picked up.





Alistair: Ow.

Wynne: What? Stop fussing with it. You'll make it worse.

Alistair: It itches.

Wynne: Yes, it's healing. Don't touch it.

Alistair: But it's distracting. Can I rub it through the bandage? That's not really scratching.

Wynne: Alistair, if you open that wound up, I'm not going to heal it again. You can just treat it yourself. And if it festers, weeping bloody pus and burns like the flames of Andraste's pyre, don't come to me. All I'm going to say is: "Alistair, didn't I tell you not to touch it?"

Alistair: It won't really fester, will it?

Wynne: Why don't you try scratching and see?

Alistair: I... uh, I guess it doesn't itch so much now.



Oghren: Ah. Yep. Lot of tension around here.

Alistair: You think so, do you?

Oghren: Know what I do to relieve tension?

Alistair: I hesitate to wonder.

Oghren: I polish the ol' weapon.

Alistair: Really.

Oghren: Yep. Give it a good shine. With a dry rag, then with a little grease.

Alistair: That's disgusting.

Oghren: You're telling me you never gave yer blade the old spit-shine?

Alistair: I think that's private.

Oghren: Really? Sodding Chantry and its rules. i like to do it right out in the open.

Alistair: Where people can see you?

Oghren: Yep.

Alistair: Wait, what are you talking about?

Oghren: What are you talking about?

Alistair: (Sigh) Never mind.

[Yaaman]

The Antaam does not do battle with lutes.

[Marzillius]

Brother Genitivi after saying the stuff about "dangers in the Ruined Temple":



"After all, no one wants to hear 'Willy toiled for many a year to perfect the curious mechanisms that would send a sharpened spike up the arse of the unwary intruder."

[PoisonTheCity]

Ah, but our Warden has the potential for some amusing lines, too. I just got to Lothering again and am exploring different options...to the merchant: ''I hear you're making a killing, me too! {kill him}''



And then to Leliana, when she persists in the tavern. ''I'm going to say this slowly: You. Not coming.'' that cracked me up for some reason ^^



And breaking up with Leliana can be pretty blunt, too...''Morrigan was better in bed.'' ouch! My jaw dropped when I saw that option. Excellent.

[Alexander1136]

* Oghren: What do you people see in him?

* Morrigan: See in whom?

* Oghren: In the Warden.

* Morrigan: (Chuckles) Jealous, are we?

* Oghren: Jealous! Of him? Ha!

* Morrigan: Of course. A handsome man, with women fawning over him. It must be very difficult for you to handle. I do not blame you your envy, however. Especially considering that the chances of any woman who is not struck both blind and dumb of providing you the attention you crave is... slight.

* Oghren: Quiet, you! You can't get under my skin!

* Morrigan: Were I you, I would simply give up all hope of knowing another woman at all. Or have you already? A wise move, if so.

* Oghren: Forget I said anything.

* Morrigan: Trust me, dwarf... I already have.



damn i love that ****

[yogolol]

These are my favourite quotes.

[Deifka]

When Alistair presents a rose to the PC.

*Alistair: I'm glad you like it. Now... if we could move right on past this awkward, embarrassing stage and get right to the steamy bits, I'd appreciate it.
*PC: And you were doing so well, too.
*Alistair: Oh? Your loss, then. All the ladies go on and on about how suave I am. I don't know how you can resist me like you do.
*Alistair: Oh, look, is this a could? I expect rain. Ho-hum.

His humming destroyed me... in a good way of course.

Modifié par Deifka, 06 juillet 2010 - 12:33 .

[BroBear Berbil]

Sten: There was a child--a fat, slovenly thing--in the last village we passed. I relieved him of these confections. He didn't need more.

[Brian.H]

* Warden "Cookies?"

* Sten: "Yes. We have no such things in our lands. This should be remedied."



"Where is the cake? I was told that there would be cake. The cake is a lie." - Sten



* Alistair: Wynne?

* Wynne: Yes, Alistair?

* Alistair: My shirt has a hole in it.

* Wynne: I see. And?

* Alistair: Can you mend it? When we get back to camp?

* Wynne: Can't you mend your own clothes? Why do I have to do it?

* Alistair: Sometimes I pick up too much fabric and it ends up all puckered and the entire garment hangs wrong afterward. And you're... you know, grandmotherly. Grandmothers do that sort of thing, don't they? Darning socks and whatnot. You don't want me to have to fight darkspawn in a shirt with a hole, do you? It might get bigger. I might catch cold.

* Wynne: Oh, all right. I'll mend your shirt the next time we set up camp.

* Alistair: Ooh! And while you're at it, the elbows kind of need patching too...

* Wynne: Careful, young man, or puckered garments may be the least of your problems.

[SteffiSyndrom]

Morrigan: Ah, so you have finally decided to rejoin us, have you? Falling on your blade in grief seemed like too much trouble, I take it?

Alistair: Is my being upset so hard to understand? Have you never lost someone important to you? Just what would you do if your mother died?

Morrigan: Before or after I stopped laughing?

Alistair: Right... very creepy. Forget I asked.

[bzombo]

I'm at work so I don't have the dialog handy, but the whole conversation with the 2 ladies outside the chantry in Denerim is hilarious. The older lady (Sister Petrice????) keeps messing up the Chant on purpose. So funny.

[D-N-Angel]

Oghren - " You hear that Nug-Humper, I'm coming for you" "AHAHAHAHA" (falls on floor)

[Secretlyapotato]

Guy at the door: What's the password?

Warden: Err... sausage?

Guy at the door: Sausage?? Bloody no! Go away