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[Addai]

errant_knight wrote...

Well, it wasn't the epilogue, so much as the endgame in the landsmeet chamber--that dialogue about getting the girl. Aedan was all 'What? I could have gotten the girl? Since when?'

I believe that's a romance starter.  It's an especially cruel line if you romanced Morrigan. 


Have an angry Maricstair for top

Modifié par Addai67, 14 janvier 2011 - 05:27 .

[errant_knight]

Thalorin1919 wrote...

[...]But the thing that really got me is when you harden him and he becomes enthuisastic about becoming king. I felt proud of my friend when he stood up for himself against Anora, in front of the Landsmeet, and declare himself king. [...]

This is one of my main reasons for wanting to do another male playthrough. He won't do this if he's in a romance, and I REALLY want to see it. Awesomeness.

Thalorin1919 wrote...

The love for Alistair here is well deserved. Kudos to the writers for creating a realistic character, one that people can relate to, and have a involving relationship or friendship with. Let's hope that we see more of Alistair in Dragon Age games, and that he makes a powerful cameo in Dragon Age 2 as the king of ferelden...or a drunk. Who knows!

I couldn't agree more, on all counts.

[Giggles_Manically]

That line is bugged.

Its only supposed to show up if the romance is active, yet someone at QA did not check it so it always shows up.

[errant_knight]

Giggles_Manically wrote...

That line is bugged.
Its only supposed to show up if the romance is active, yet someone at QA did not check it so it always shows up.

 Heh, well that explains it. Could have knocked Aedan over with a feather.

[Giggles_Manically]

errant_knight wrote...

Giggles_Manically wrote...

That line is bugged.
Its only supposed to show up if the romance is active, yet someone at QA did not check it so it always shows up.

 Heh, well that explains it. Could have knocked Aedan over with a feather.

I mean how could such a glaring dialouge bug slip through?
Its like they ran out of time to QA or something?

[LadyDamodred]

Like when I made Alistair king and my Warden queen, and Leliana was all broken-hearted. I was all "Whaaaaaaaa?"

[mellifera]

Addai67 wrote...

errant_knight wrote...

Well, it wasn't the epilogue, so much as the endgame in the landsmeet chamber--that dialogue about getting the girl. Aedan was all 'What? I could have gotten the girl? Since when?'

I believe that's a romance starter.  It's an especially cruel line if you romanced Morrigan. 


Have an angry Maricstair for top

BOO HISS

SO GROSS

THAT HAIR IS LIKE A DECOMPOSING GREASY RAT ON HIS HEAD

ETC ETC.

Just like old times, Shepard

[Giggles_Manically]

So many bugs in all the dialouge.



Hopefully DA2 can avoid this.

The funniest I got though was Alistair yelling at me for killing Conner when I had killed Isolde. I did not understand what was going on, and later learned that the game does not like it when you delete a couple dialouge fixes on it.

[errant_knight]

LadyDamodred wrote...

Like when I made Alistair king and my Warden queen, and Leliana was all broken-hearted. I was all "Whaaaaaaaa?"

That happens to me just about every time. I mean, she's got a stiff upper lip about it, but you can tell she thinks I led her on. Thing is, I know I didn't, because Alistair would have had something to say about that.

[RagingCyclone]

errant_knight wrote...

LadyDamodred wrote...

Like when I made Alistair king and my Warden queen, and Leliana was all broken-hearted. I was all "Whaaaaaaaa?"

That happens to me just about every time. I mean, she's got a stiff upper lip about it, but you can tell she thinks I led her on. Thing is, I know I didn't, because Alistair would have had something to say about that.

hehe, I didn't get that with Maggie, but I still have cme's initial dialogue fixes for IRS-L we are working on. I'll have to remind her about that when she gets back because she'll have to redo the dialogue again since the original work was lost in a toolset crash months ago.

[errant_knight]

RagingCyclone wrote...

errant_knight wrote...

LadyDamodred wrote...

Like when I made Alistair king and my Warden queen, and Leliana was all broken-hearted. I was all "Whaaaaaaaa?"

That happens to me just about every time. I mean, she's got a stiff upper lip about it, but you can tell she thinks I led her on. Thing is, I know I didn't, because Alistair would have had something to say about that.

hehe, I didn't get that with Maggie, but I still have cme's initial dialogue fixes for IRS-L we are working on. I'll have to remind her about that when she gets back because she'll have to redo the dialogue again since the original work was lost in a toolset crash months ago.

Oh noes!!

[Lady Mimzy]

LOL I'm so glad others have gotten wierd end dialogues too. My first HN Lisette was crazy in love with Alistair. Didn't know about hardening him at all at the time but that was cool because she was pretty clueless too. She didn't even have a clue that Zev was even interested in her until the end when she found out she got her beloved man and had Zev on the side. o.O

[Maria13]

@kcifor & Thalorin, thanks for your comments. Sometimes those of us who post here get knocked for being 'fangirls' when if anything most of us are 'fanwomen' who know pretty well what we want and what we like. It's good to see and hear from guys who like Alistair, too.

[Maria13]

sleepingbelow wrote...

Awesomeness...

[Melca36]

Just a Miscellaneous Screenshot for Friday.






Poor Alistair looks on as Cassandra and Ser Gilmore pause before Bryce Cousland's portrait.

[Tigress M]

@Sleepingbelow - I missed your pic last night, but it was great!  

@Errant - Nice scene!  The head snuggles always remind me of Garrus, which is completely awesome.  

@Thalorin - Woot!  Another Alistair bro!  Thanks for piping up.  

@Somebody - His dialog changes very little (in fact, it's kind of odd if you harden him before waking Eamon because he whines just like always -- but in a way, it makes his "but what about what I want?" line more in character).  From what I've seen, about the only place things are really different is during and just after the LM.    

@Rage - Nice shot, except both Ali and Dan are clothed.  

@Addai - I love that expression.  I try to capture it on him every time.  

@Melca - Nice shot!  

[Tigress M]

Okay, now that I got all caught up in a thread, I have a question.

Why is it that of all the companions you can talk to in camp, scenes with Leilana are the only ones that occasionally cut back and forth between Lei and the Warden? (Like in the pic below.)

With every other companion, the camera pov is always from the Warden, never wavering.

[Elysis]

Tigress M wrote...

Why is it that of all the companions you can talk to in camp, scenes with Leilana are the only ones that occasionally cut back and forth between Lei and the Warden? (Like in the pic below.)
With every other companion, the camera pov is always from the Warden, never wavering.

Yeah, I noticed that too. It drives me crazy! 


Elizabeth does not approve. 
(This is my new Human Noble! With Alistair looking awkward in the background...)

[inquartata02]

Nice photobomb there, Alistair. *fistbump*



As for Leliana chats, I'm always concentrating on trying to not have it glitch to where you can't talk to her about anything to have noticed the camera angles. *sigh*

[RagingCyclone]

Tigress, I was at work.

And regarding the pov during Leliana shots. I like that...but  I am biased here......

[Merilsell]

LadyDamodred wrote...

I haven't even done Saturday's prompt yet! Argh!

Tell me about it Then again I was sick with fever two days and blank with writers block on the others, so it is actually no surprise...? Well but resting in bed gets boring quickly, so I *might* be finishing the king prompt, or after a month finally writing on my main fanfiction again. *slurps chicken soup and ponders the options*

[LadyDamodred]

Merilsell wrote...

LadyDamodred wrote...

I haven't even done Saturday's prompt yet! Argh!

Tell me about it Then again I was sick with fever two days and blank with writers block on the others, so it is actually no surprise...? Well but resting in bed gets boring quickly, so I *might* be finishing the king prompt, or after a month finally writing on my main fanfiction again. *slurps chicken soup and ponders the options*

Working on it now.  Hoping to have something up before I head home from work.

[Tigress M]

@Elysis - I'm glad I'm not the only one! And Elizabeth looks like she's going to be a handful for poor Ali.

@Inquartata - I never have any problems with talking to her. I've also never been ninja'd by her either, since (except for the one time I was romancing her with a fem warden) I've always just told her what a good friend she is, which firmly sets her approval into warm for the rest of the game (at least in my experience).

@Rage - Excuses, excuses. And re: the POV thing, I have seriously wondered if they purposely did that to make her more appealing. I don't know if it's vanity or what, but I love looking at my Wardens because to me they're little pieces of art and I like to admire my work.

[Giggles_Manically]

Trying to get through playing as Amera.



Poor Alistair should run when he has the chance.

Probably wont.

[LadyDamodred]

“It’s good to be king.”

~*~

To Be King

“Do I look all right?”
 
Alistair stood in front of the large mirror in his room, tugging on the collar of his doublet. It was far too tight. Obviously the tailor hadn’t taken his measurements properly.

“You look fine.”

“Are you sure? Be honest with me. I don’t look pretentious or anything, do I?”

His queen came over and firmly removed his hands from plucking at his clothing. She smiled at him as she smoothed out the material. “Pretentious is the last word I would use to describe you, husband. Stop worrying. She saw you covered in blood for nearly a year, I don’t think seeing you in some nice clothes is going to upset her.”

“I haven’t seen her in two years. She’s my best friend. I just don’t want her to think I’ve changed.”

“You have changed,” she said gently. “But that’s not a bad thing, Alistair. You’re still her friend and nothing will change that. Trust me. Now stop fretting. You’re worse than an old woman.”

He sighed and ran a hand through his hair. His wife immediately grabbed that away and smoothed out the mess he’d made of it. “Sorry,” he said. “Just…nervous.”

“I know.” She smiled fondly at him again and he returned it. When he’d had to get married, he’d been very unsure of how things would go, hoping for a civil relationship with his wife at the very least. He was
profoundly grateful that she’d turned out to be a wonderful friend and companion at first, and then became much more. In the time they’d been married, he’d fallen in love with her and he rather thought she might feel the same way.

And she understood about Bree. He’d reassured her that there was nothing between them—had never been anything between them—but friendship. But Bree was the closest thing he’d ever had to family and there was something between them he wouldn’t put aside for anyone. She’d accepted that, and done
her best to help him with his plans.

On impulse, he leaned down and kissed her. She laughed softly. “Too much of that, Alistair, and you might have to worry about more than a little mussing.” He grinned and let his fingers trail over the still
very slight curve of her belly.

A knock on the door interrupted them. “Your Majesties? You asked to be told when Warden Bree arrived. She’d just entered the palace gates.”

“Thank you!” called Alistair, stepping back from his wife.

She patted his arm. “You go. I know how excited you are. I’ll see all of you at dinner.”

“Thanks.” One last quick kiss and he was out the door and striding into the throne room. He hated the fact that he would meet Bree there, but it was only proper given their statuses.

He’d only been waiting for a few minutes when the steward announced the Hero of Ferelden.

“Alistair!”

Bree didn’t walk in with any sort of decorum, simply dashing into the room. Alistair, waiting at the bottom of the dais, opened his arms and he was hugging the little energetic bundle of his sister Warden. This probably
wasn’t proper at all, but Alistair didn’t care. Anyone who did could go hang.

“Alistair!” she cried, squeezing him tightly, her slim form belying the strength found in it. “I’ve missed you!”

“Missed you too. You look great.” And she did. Her skin held a golden glow, the results of spending two years under the Antivan sun. Her long auburn hair was even longer than he remembered, and done up in an
intricate series of braids, threaded with bright ribbons. The clothing she wore was still practical, but now it was made of fine silks and rich leathers.

“You are looking quite well yourself, dear Alistair.” Alistair grinned over Bree’s head at Zevran, who had entered silently behind her. “And we hear congratulations are in order.”

“Yes. Thank you.”

Bree hugged him again. “I’m so happy for you, Alistair! You’re gonna made a great dad!”

“I hope so. But anyway, enough about me. I have a surprise for you.”

“Oh? I thought you might be up to something. Your guards were waiting for us on the dock. I haven’t even had a chance to see my family.”

He nodded. “I know. Sorry about that. But this is really important and I don’t think you’ll mind. Come on.”

~*~

“Alistair? Why are we going to the Alienage? It’s not really an…appropriate place.”

“You’ll see. Trust me, Bree.”

They were walking through the gates and Bree was uneasy beside him. She wasn’t ashamed of her home or her family, not really, but she hated for others to see only the bad and not the good of Alienage life.

“I don’t know, Alistair. This might not be such a….”

The words trailed off as they came into full view of the Alienage, and Alistair heard even Zevran draw in a quick breath at the sight that greeted them.

Bree’s eyes were huge as she looked at the changes wrought during the two years she’d been gone. New homes of solid construction replaced the rambling shacks and falling down homes that had been there previously, and scaffolding for more buildings rose into the air. The bridge had been completely repaired and new paving stones had been laid down on the main street.

The sound of hammers and saws could be heard, even over the tumult of voices that rose as the elves realized who had entered the Alienage. It even smelled better. The waterways and sewers had been repaired and were in
complete working order for perhaps the first time in centuries. Everything smelled like fresh air and sawdust.

Then Bree’s father, Cyrion, was there, hugging his little girl and pulling her along to show her all of the changes. For once, Bree seemed struck dumb by what she saw. Her people clustered around her, everyone talking
and laughing all at once, overjoyed to have the best of them back amongst them.

“Valendrien!” That shook Bree from her silence and Alistair hung back to let her have her reunion with everyone without his presence.

It was perhaps an hour later when she found him sitting on the low wall of the bridge. She dropped down to sit beside him and her eyes and nose were suspiciously red.

“You did all this.”

“I did.”

“Valendrien says you got back as many elves as you could from Tevinter.”

“I couldn’t find them all, Bree. I’m sorry. I’ve still got people looking though.”

“This is…Alistair, I…. Thank you!” She threw her arms around him and he hugged her back. “Why?”

Startled, he looked down at her in surprise. “Do you even need to ask? You told me about what life was like here, and then I saw it from myself. During the Blight, I couldn’t do anything about it, but after I became
king, well, I could. So I did.

“It’s not done yet, and it’s not perfect. I got the materials, and some master carpenters and masons, but your people still had to do all of the work. And I couldn’t pay them for it. I’m sorry. I wish I could do more.”

“Oh, Alistair.” She wiped her eyes. “Maker, you don’t even know how much you’ve done. My people—my family—have homes now. Real homes that don’t leak when it rains or let in every draft in the winter. And it might be crowded, but we’re not packed in like rats. Everyone has food, I’ve never seen them healthier, and for the first time it seems like we don’t have to worry about sickness or plague sweeping through and taking the weakest among us.

“And you did this for me.”

Alistair frowned slightly. “No, I didn’t do this for you. You would have been all right no matter what. I did this for them[/i] because they’re my subjects, too, and deserve to be treated just like everyone else.

“But I did do this because of you, Bree. You showed me things that I could change and that I could fix. Thank you. You were always there for me when I needed you, and I never did enough to repay that during the
Blight. I wanted to show you that your faith in me wasn’t misplaced, that I could be the kind of king you thought I could be.”

“You’re an awesome king, Alistair,” she laughed. “Come on!” She stood and tugged him to his feet.

As Alistair followed the smiling, laughing Warden, he thought that this was the best part of being king—being able to make those he loved happy.

Edit:  Stupid formatting.

Modifié par LadyDamodred, 14 janvier 2011 - 03:35 .