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her bra from the front could be low cut.:whistle:

or maybe that's just her jammies:lol:

Modifié par nightcobra8928, 14 février 2011 - 05:28 .


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 from chris chris priestly:


To help you better understand Isabela as a character, here is a short story written by the Dragon Age 2 Development team.

Isabela

The woman that walks into the Hanged Man is a sight, bedraggled and scruffy, like a rat that’s been soaking in the bilge for a week. Her ripped, weather-beaten smock is stained with soot from Lowtown’s chimneys and her boots, while of fine leather, are well-worn and crudely patched in a number of places. Her bearing, however, is proud, even arrogant, and she strides into the tavern like she owns the place.

“They told me I could get a drink here,” she says, coming toward the bar with a singular purpose. She slaps a half-dozen silver coins onto my counter. “What’ll this get me?”

“It’ll get you drunk enough,” I say.

“Then keep the liquor coming till the coin runs out. And make it strong.”

I wipe a chipped clay tumbler with my apron and fill it with the tavern’s most potent brew. She snatches it from my hand before I’m done pouring, and downs the drink in one gulp.

“You really needed that, didn’t you?” I pour her another drink.

“You have no idea.” She sighs and rubs her temples.  “They call me Isabela, by the way. You might as well learn the name. I think I’m going to be here a while.”

It doesn’t take long for a foul-smelling longshoreman to show up. Isabela stiffens as she feels a hand, low on her back. The longshoreman opens his mouth to say something, but never gets the chance. Isabela grabs the man by the wrist, twisting his arm behind him. His cry is one of shock rather than pain, but that quickly changes as Isabela rams her elbow into the back of the neck, slamming his face into the wooden bar-top.

“Touch me again, and I’ll break more than just these,” she hisses in his ear. And then she snaps the fingers of the offending hand. I hear a crunch, several sickening pops, and a howl of pain. The longshoreman slinks away, cradling his hand and spitting curses.

“What?” she says, holding the empty tumbler out for a refill and daring me to make a comment, any comment. I gesture towards her striking outfit—nothing but a chemise worn without the benefit of a jacket or cloak, covering only the barest minimum required for decency. Put on something like that, and you’re going to get attention whether you want it or not.

“What? This?” She picks at the laces on her bodice, then lets out a short, bitter laugh. “Would’ve   dressed up for you, but I left all my polite clothes at the bottom of the ocean.” 

As I ponder the meaning of that statement, one of a group of Lowtown ruffians sidles up to the bar. He smirks, greasy lips sliding over yellow teeth in an expression that’s more grimace than smile. “I’m Lucky,” he says.

“Is that a name, or a description?” she asks, not even looking at him.

“It’s both. And If you’re new in Kirkwall, you’ll want to talk to me. My boys and I know everything going on in this town.” 

“You know,” says Isabela, coldly. “I once knew a dog named Lucky. Obnoxious little thing, and too stupid to know when he was two yaps away from a kick in the side.” 

Lucky turns beet red, and glances at his mates for moral support. Lucky’s boys jeer and laugh, offering no support whatsoever, and Lucky beats a hasty retreat. Isabela plays with the clay tumbler, turning it around this way and that, examining its numerous imperfections. Her eyes narrow.

“Wait,” she says suddenly. “If you know everything going on in Kirkwall, maybe we should talk.”

Lucky nods and grins. Isabela turns to him and I catch a mischievous glint in her eye.

“You see,” she says, smiling for the first time. “I lost something in a shipwreck, and I’d like for it to be found.”



Learn more about Isabela when you play Dragon Age 2.

Modifié par nightcobra8928, 14 février 2011 - 10:18 .


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Very nice.



Gives us a little more insight into Isabela's character and why she's in Kirkwall (also explains her chocie of clothing).



Damn Mach 11th better hurry. I can't wait for the game to come out.

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she certainly doesn't let herself get pushed around.^_^

Modifié par nightcobra8928, 14 février 2011 - 11:40 .


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nightcobra8928 wrote...

 from chris chris priestly:


To help you better understand Isabela as a character, here is a short story written by the Dragon Age 2 Development team.

Isabela

The woman that walks into the Hanged Man is a sight, bedraggled and scruffy, like a rat that’s been soaking in the bilge for a week. Her ripped, weather-beaten smock is stained with soot from Lowtown’s chimneys and her boots, while of fine leather, are well-worn and crudely patched in a number of places. Her bearing, however, is proud, even arrogant, and she strides into the tavern like she owns the place.

“They told me I could get a drink here,” she says, coming toward the bar with a singular purpose. She slaps a half-dozen silver coins onto my counter. “What’ll this get me?”

“It’ll get you drunk enough,” I say.

“Then keep the liquor coming till the coin runs out. And make it strong.”

I wipe a chipped clay tumbler with my apron and fill it with the tavern’s most potent brew. She snatches it from my hand before I’m done pouring, and downs the drink in one gulp.

“You really needed that, didn’t you?” I pour her another drink.

“You have no idea.” She sighs and rubs her temples.  “They call me Isabela, by the way. You might as well learn the name. I think I’m going to be here a while.”

It doesn’t take long for a foul-smelling longshoreman to show up. Isabela stiffens as she feels a hand, low on her back. The longshoreman opens his mouth to say something, but never gets the chance. Isabela grabs the man by the wrist, twisting his arm behind him. His cry is one of shock rather than pain, but that quickly changes as Isabela rams her elbow into the back of the neck, slamming his face into the wooden bar-top.

“Touch me again, and I’ll break more than just these,” she hisses in his ear. And then she snaps the fingers of the offending hand. I hear a crunch, several sickening pops, and a howl of pain. The longshoreman slinks away, cradling his hand and spitting curses.

“What?” she says, holding the empty tumbler out for a refill and daring me to make a comment, any comment. I gesture towards her striking outfit—nothing but a chemise worn without the benefit of a jacket or cloak, covering only the barest minimum required for decency. Put on something like that, and you’re going to get attention whether you want it or not.

“What? This?” She picks at the laces on her bodice, then lets out a short, bitter laugh. “Would’ve   dressed up for you, but I left all my polite clothes at the bottom of the ocean.” 

As I ponder the meaning of that statement, one of a group of Lowtown ruffians sidles up to the bar. He smirks, greasy lips sliding over yellow teeth in an expression that’s more grimace than smile. “I’m Lucky,” he says.

“Is that a name, or a description?” she asks, not even looking at him.

“It’s both. And If you’re new in Kirkwall, you’ll want to talk to me. My boys and I know everything going on in this town.” 

“You know,” says Isabela, coldly. “I once knew a dog named Lucky. Obnoxious little thing, and too stupid to know when he was two yaps away from a kick in the side.” 

Lucky turns beet red, and glances at his mates for moral support. Lucky’s boys jeer and laugh, offering no support whatsoever, and Lucky beats a hasty retreat. Isabela plays with the clay tumbler, turning it around this way and that, examining its numerous imperfections. Her eyes narrow.

“Wait,” she says suddenly. “If you know everything going on in Kirkwall, maybe we should talk.”

Lucky nods and grins. Isabela turns to him and I catch a mischievous glint in her eye.

“You see,” she says, smiling for the first time. “I lost something in a shipwreck, and I’d like for it to be found.”



Learn more about Isabela when you play Dragon Age 2.

when did he post this?:blink:

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atheelogos wrote...

nightcobra8928 wrote...

 from chris chris priestly:


To help you better understand Isabela as a character, here is a short story written by the Dragon Age 2 Development team.

Isabela

The woman that walks into the Hanged Man is a sight, bedraggled and scruffy, like a rat that’s been soaking in the bilge for a week. Her ripped, weather-beaten smock is stained with soot from Lowtown’s chimneys and her boots, while of fine leather, are well-worn and crudely patched in a number of places. Her bearing, however, is proud, even arrogant, and she strides into the tavern like she owns the place.

“They told me I could get a drink here,” she says, coming toward the bar with a singular purpose. She slaps a half-dozen silver coins onto my counter. “What’ll this get me?”

“It’ll get you drunk enough,” I say.

“Then keep the liquor coming till the coin runs out. And make it strong.”

I wipe a chipped clay tumbler with my apron and fill it with the tavern’s most potent brew. She snatches it from my hand before I’m done pouring, and downs the drink in one gulp.

“You really needed that, didn’t you?” I pour her another drink.

“You have no idea.” She sighs and rubs her temples.  “They call me Isabela, by the way. You might as well learn the name. I think I’m going to be here a while.”

It doesn’t take long for a foul-smelling longshoreman to show up. Isabela stiffens as she feels a hand, low on her back. The longshoreman opens his mouth to say something, but never gets the chance. Isabela grabs the man by the wrist, twisting his arm behind him. His cry is one of shock rather than pain, but that quickly changes as Isabela rams her elbow into the back of the neck, slamming his face into the wooden bar-top.

“Touch me again, and I’ll break more than just these,” she hisses in his ear. And then she snaps the fingers of the offending hand. I hear a crunch, several sickening pops, and a howl of pain. The longshoreman slinks away, cradling his hand and spitting curses.

“What?” she says, holding the empty tumbler out for a refill and daring me to make a comment, any comment. I gesture towards her striking outfit—nothing but a chemise worn without the benefit of a jacket or cloak, covering only the barest minimum required for decency. Put on something like that, and you’re going to get attention whether you want it or not.

“What? This?” She picks at the laces on her bodice, then lets out a short, bitter laugh. “Would’ve   dressed up for you, but I left all my polite clothes at the bottom of the ocean.” 

As I ponder the meaning of that statement, one of a group of Lowtown ruffians sidles up to the bar. He smirks, greasy lips sliding over yellow teeth in an expression that’s more grimace than smile. “I’m Lucky,” he says.

“Is that a name, or a description?” she asks, not even looking at him.

“It’s both. And If you’re new in Kirkwall, you’ll want to talk to me. My boys and I know everything going on in this town.” 

“You know,” says Isabela, coldly. “I once knew a dog named Lucky. Obnoxious little thing, and too stupid to know when he was two yaps away from a kick in the side.” 

Lucky turns beet red, and glances at his mates for moral support. Lucky’s boys jeer and laugh, offering no support whatsoever, and Lucky beats a hasty retreat. Isabela plays with the clay tumbler, turning it around this way and that, examining its numerous imperfections. Her eyes narrow.

“Wait,” she says suddenly. “If you know everything going on in Kirkwall, maybe we should talk.”

Lucky nods and grins. Isabela turns to him and I catch a mischievous glint in her eye.

“You see,” she says, smiling for the first time. “I lost something in a shipwreck, and I’d like for it to be found.”



Learn more about Isabela when you play Dragon Age 2.

when did he post this?:blink:


a few hours ago in the romance thread at the top of the forum page.

Modifié par nightcobra8928, 15 février 2011 - 08:54 .


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Each and every one of those LI blurbs that Chris Priestly posted is really good. If the rest of the writing in DA2 is even half this cool, we're in for a true masterpiece.

Modifié par Yrkoon, 15 février 2011 - 12:39 .


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Gotta say. When the romance options were first revealed and then the pics came out I was kinda disappointed that Merrill seemed to be m/f only. But after reading that short story of her I'm looking forward to romancing her.

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I honestly don't see why there is so much dislike for isabella. merril just seems to be tali all over agian and she was just plain anoying. and still everyone went crazy aobut her...

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the scrub wrote...

I honestly don't see why there is so much dislike for isabella. merril just seems to be tali all over agian and she was just plain anoying. and still everyone went crazy aobut her...


I assure you that not everyone like Merrill. There are people who don't like her, or find her too young, and one thinks she resembles Gollum.
Personally, I like a lot both Isabela and Merrill. Choosing my first LI will be very hard, maybe even harder than in DAO (ME2 for me was too easy).

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nightcobra8928 wrote...

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her bra from the front could be low cut.:whistle:

or maybe that's just her jammies:lol:

That thong is more modest than the one she wears in public.

Modifié par Blacklash93, 15 février 2011 - 09:15 .


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Blacklash93 wrote...

nightcobra8928 wrote...

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her bra from the front could be low cut.:whistle:

or maybe that's just her jammies:lol:

That thong is more modest than the one she wears in public.


That's cause with Hawk she's being her true self so she becomes more shy. Her scantily clad public self is just a facade.

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Blacklash93 wrote...

nightcobra8928 wrote...

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her bra from the front could be low cut.:whistle:

or maybe that's just her jammies:lol:

That thong is more modest than the one she wears in public.


oops double post

Modifié par dtmoss, 15 février 2011 - 09:21 .


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Sure...



Can I borrow your time machine?

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Whenever I read this thread, I see, "I win because I eat kittens."



Poor kittens. Eaten by some heartless pirate wench.

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Considering her short story, I'm thinking she likely gains a new outfit, one that might go better with that underwear.

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Maria Caliban wrote...

Whenever I read this thread, I see, "I win because I eat kittens."

Poor kittens. Eaten by some heartless pirate wench.


If she eats them they can't be raised as zombies, so she is doing the world good.

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The mystery bras and undies are actually distracting. lol



I can't see why they don't just make a scene of-



1. Isabella jumping on Hawke and beginning a macking session(like the scene we've seen)

2. Some rolling on the bed, still fully clothed and macking.

3. A back shot of Isabella as she takes off her clothes(NOT getting a shot of anything in front)

4. Close up cuddling(much like the close up shots of their faces in DAO)

5. A shot from the side similar to the sex scene in Underworld:Evolution(which by the way was PG-13) but just of them kissing, not them humping each other or anything

6. End scene



It'd be closer to what we got in ME1 which I thought was better than anything in DAO or ME2.



People forget that what we see in the games isn't actually the sex taking place, but more or less, foreplay.



I figure they need to keep that formula but find ways to keep the characters nude while doing it instead of just going the safe way of putting mystery bras and undies on characters.

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I think it'd be cool if romances had more non-sexual cut scenes too...like maybe even little fights with makeup snuggling and the like...what say you guys?

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Matter of fact, here's another idea-



How about a romance scene that has absolutely NOTHING to do with sex? Now THAT would be a refreshing change.



A romance scene of the PC and love interest simply falling asleep together I think would convey the desired effect just fine.

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LPPrince wrote...

The mystery bras and undies are actually distracting. lol

I can't see why they don't just make a scene of-

1. Isabella jumping on Hawke and beginning a macking session(like the scene we've seen)
2. Some rolling on the bed, still fully clothed and macking.
3. A back shot of Isabella as she takes off her clothes(NOT getting a shot of anything in front)
4. Close up cuddling(much like the close up shots of their faces in DAO)
5. A shot from the side similar to the sex scene in Underworld:Evolution(which by the way was PG-13) but just of them kissing, not them humping each other or anything
6. End scene

It'd be closer to what we got in ME1 which I thought was better than anything in DAO or ME2.

People forget that what we see in the games isn't actually the sex taking place, but more or less, foreplay.

I figure they need to keep that formula but find ways to keep the characters nude while doing it instead of just going the safe way of putting mystery bras and undies on characters.

Amen to that.

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dtmoss wrote...

I think it'd be cool if romances had more non-sexual cut scenes too...like maybe even little fights with makeup snuggling and the like...what say you guys?


I was just thinking the same thing, lol.

Sex doesn't HAVE to be part of a romance. Sex is an element of a romance, yes. But its not mandatory nor is it something the devs should feel obligated to provide.

Then again, I don't think they feel obligated to do such. They probably just do it because they want to.

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Yeah! It would be nice if sometimes when you approached your so in game there would be scenes of something totally unexpected like just taking a walk in the woods or painting together or whatever....

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Question, Izzy fans.



Is it actually confirmed by Bioware that she's available for FemShep too? Or is it just wishful thinking or assumption based on DAO?



I've personally yet to see proof, but I'd appreciate someone posting a link to the proof.