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ImageShack.us Loghain, you dirty old magnificent bastard, are you trying to tell me there are other ways to resolve the Landsmeet? I'm game!

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Call me a freak, but I find the duel with Loghain more sexy and erotic than the companion love scenes. When I duel him, I'm torn between wanting beat him mercilessly and ripping off his armor and clothes and taking him right there on the Landsmeet floor, in front of the eyes of Ferelden's upper crust, my companions and the Grand Cleric herself.
My alternative Landsmeet:
Loghain: It's either you or me Warden. So.... Rawwwrrrr!!!!!!! DIE ORLESIAN LOVING SCUM!!!!
Siona: Damnit, Loghain, stop doing that, you're turning me on instead of intimidating me. I'm trying to kill you here, you know. (stealths and breaks open a can of whoop ass with punisher)
Loghain: YESSSSSSS!!!!!MOAR!!!!!! (warcries, sends Siona flying then comes charging maniaccly, getting ready to assault prone Warden)
Siona: Damnit, didn't I tell you to knock that sh*t off? (jumps up and leaps away, attempting to dodge assault, kick's him in the cahones,
Loghain: Pheh. You think I've lived as long as I have without investing in a dwarven engineered lyrium inflused codpiece? Hit me again, I want MOOOOAAARRRR! FOR FERELEDEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (charges with predatory glee)
Siona: That's it, I warned you. (throws down daggers, leaps on the charging Loghain, headbutts him to the floor, tears off his armor and makes wild savage barbarian love on the Landsmeet Floor.
Anora and Alistair in unision: WTF?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?! (After several horrified moments, both run screaming out of the Landsmeet Chamber. Looking for the palace janitorial closet for that 55 gallon drum of brain bleach).