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[ekurian]

So uh... I felt like popping in to say hello to my (now) fellow Fengirls.

I used to hate Fenris. A lot. Which is odd, considering that when I first started following DA2 stuff before it came out, I decided that I was going to romance him. But when I met him, and heard him talk about mages, I got an inexplicable hate for him. I'm ashamed to say I let Dararius take him on my first play through. I was all about Anders, too.

But recently, I decided to try something different and be friends with Fenris.
And then he totally ninja'd me and had my Hawke romance him and holy crap what the hell have I been missing why did I not do this sooner.
Andrastae's ass, that decision completely made my head canon do a 180. It was tough getting on his good side- I'm pro mage through and through, and he wasn't fond of me prancing around and helping Merrill. But it was worth it.

The fact that he's so surprised that Hawke wants to be his friend, and nggg that face when you tell him that he's not alone, that he has Hawke sdjhgasdgahdaghaaa Fenris wry u turn me into gibbering idiot.

Anyway, to wrap up this little ramble, I'm a Fenris convert for life. (Also, woe-ing over the bugged romance dialogue in Legacy.)

[Arquen]

I seriously do not remember that Sia -- Unless you are talking about the "your still blaming magic?" line in Act 3. I never thought there was a specific "what about me.." type of line. Just more about magic in general. The whole "For every mage like you there are a dozen weak mages.." line.

In Act 3 there is the pre-alone, alone, and post-alone (recap romance) scene. Then of course the ending scene at the gallows. I know the Act 3 scene pretty well, but the only thing I remember is Hawke being able to say "stop blaming magic..." during Alone and "still blaming magic?" during act 3 post alone cutscene.

And yes, if you are a soulless hateful bastardo you can sell Fenris back for a pathetic 5 gold. The "lets negotiate" line has Fenris go "NO! He needs to die," but Hawke can do the ultimate betrayal or even opt out going "Alright, lets kill him..." instead. NO reason to sell him back other than to be heartless and cruel. It serves NO purpose. At.ALL. except to satiate a sadistic appetite for people who go "Yah I hated him so I sold his arse back. F' that guy.." Makes me have to quench a bit of rage, honestly. That is a different story, however.

I stand by my soulless bastardo statement... but glad you converted eku. Welcome to the other side of it. People really don't give Fenris a chance a lot of the time especially if they are pro-mage. They just write him off. He's a wonderful character and I find it regrettable that people miss that about him because they don't agree with him.

Modifié par Arquen, 15 septembre 2011 - 05:32 .

[Meeszy Alexy]

...David Gaider was here?

And Aimo?

...;A; why did I decide to go to bed early? College wasn't even worth it today.

[Cosmochyck]

AbsoluteApril wrote...

Arquen wrote...

Not to mention --- What did Fenris think was in the chest?

I am dieing to know this!! or shall it always remain a mystery? like the glowing briefcase in Pulp Fiction? *sigh*

started 2nd run, trying to resist the urge to romance Fen again... this is difficult. At the same time, thinking I might have to romance Isabella just because I do *not* want to hear the banter between those two (about hooking up if you don't romance either of them).

You can sell Fenris?! What? I haven't come across this yet, is it when you confront Danarius and choose the option 'let's negotiate"?? Poor Fen... *sadface*


(my lame fanart, nothing as good as all the other stuff posted)

it's not lame - he does look sad!
I've played 6x and ALWAYS end up romancing him - even in rivalmance.  

And I had totally forgotten about the chest??  What was in it?  Or what was he hoping for??

[Sialater]

Arquen wrote...

I seriously do not remember that Sia -- Unless you are talking about the "your still blaming magic?" line in Act 3. I never thought there was a specific "what about me.." type of line. Just more about magic in general. The whole "For every mage like you there are a dozen weak mages.." line.

In Act 3 there is the pre-alone, alone, and post-alone (recap romance) scene. Then of course the ending scene at the gallows. I know the Act 3 scene pretty well, but the only thing I remember is Hawke being able to say "stop blaming magic..." during Alone and "still blaming magic?" during act 3 post alone cutscene.

And yes, if you are a soulless hateful bastardo you can sell Fenris back for a pathetic 5 gold. The "lets negotiate" line has Fenris go "NO! He needs to die," but Hawke can do the ultimate betrayal or even opt out going "Alright, lets kill him..." instead. NO reason to sell him back other than to be heartless and cruel. It serves NO purpose. At.ALL. except to satiate a sadistic appetite for people who go "Yah I hated him so I sold his arse back. F' that guy.." Makes me have to quench a bit of rage, honestly. That is a different story, however.

Hmm, I coulda sworn it was more specific than that.  But then... I was friendmancing him on a serious/sarcastic Mage Hawke.

[Tealsie]

ekurian wrote...
The fact that he's so surprised that Hawke wants to be his friend, and nggg that face when you tell him that he's not alone, that he has Hawke sdjhgasdgahdaghaaa Fenris wry u turn me into gibbering idiot.

Anyway, to wrap up this little ramble, I'm a Fenris convert for life. (Also, woe-ing over the bugged romance dialogue in Legacy.)

Welcome! Have some cookies.
(was going to see if Arquen had a screen of this particular Fenspression, but for some reason her marvelous Fen-screen-folder won't load for me  )

EDIT: Nevermind, it loaded.
And I found this:

"What is this look?" indeed!  I'm not sure whether to sneak under the bed again or melt...

Modifié par Tealsie, 15 septembre 2011 - 05:40 .

[Arquen]

I'm getting one... 2 secs!

Here you go!





And because this one tugs at my heart strings like no tomorrow....



Oh and to answer your question -- That "look" was from the "or wanted anyone.. until now..." In which I went -- "Oh god I suddenly feel like a piece of meat and this wolf looks really hungry...." *melts*

Modifié par Arquen, 15 septembre 2011 - 06:05 .

[Sialater]

Better yet, have a Fenris:

By Millibayley

[AbsoluteApril]

Arquen wrote...

And yes, if you are a soulless hateful bastardo you can sell Fenris back for a pathetic 5 gold. The "lets negotiate" line has Fenris go "NO! He needs to die," but Hawke can do the ultimate betrayal or even opt out going "Alright, lets kill him..." instead. NO reason to sell him back other than to be heartless and cruel. It serves NO purpose. At.ALL.

agreed, I don't see how any of my Hawke's could do that to him, even a sadistic anti-elf hawke (would tell him not to join in the first place).

Cosmochyck wrote...
it's not lame - he does look sad!

awww thank you!   I did that doodle when I saw the Fenris/Isabella book reading pic posted in this thread a while back, Isa+Fen=SadApril

[Cosmochyck]

AbsoluteApril wrote...

awww thank you!   I did that doodle when I saw the Fenris/Isabella book reading pic posted in this thread a while back, Isa+Fen=SadApril

I'm not so much sad as irritated - keep your hands off my Fenris pirate!! 

[Harle Cerulean]

Oh, god, not the hate for Isabela and Fenris again, please. XD I think they're fantastic together - not as good as Fenris and Hawke, of course, but if Hawke isn't with Fenris (or Isabela), I can think of no one better for Fenris to hook up with, frankly. If you're romancing him, you have no reason to be jealous, since he shuts her down hard. If you're not romancing him, you have no reason to be jealous, because in that case, he's a free agent.

[Cosmochyck]

Harle Cerulean wrote...

Oh, god, not the hate for Isabela and Fenris again, please. XD I think they're fantastic together - not as good as Fenris and Hawke, of course, but if Hawke isn't with Fenris (or Isabela), I can think of no one better for Fenris to hook up with, frankly. If you're romancing him, you have no reason to be jealous, since he shuts her down hard. If you're not romancing him, you have no reason to be jealous, because in that case, he's a free agent.

True - but I'm always romancing him   And I do agree that he could use some "tension release" and I'm sure there is no one better than Isabela! 

[AbsoluteApril]

sorry, not trying to rehash stuff or annoy people.

I am glad he can find some happiness if it's not with Hawke..

it just threw me for a loop when I saw that dialogue in the wiki between Isa+Fen; because romancing him (I did the rivalmance thanks to Heidenreich) during Questioning Beliefs:
"so you've never"...
and he replies "no memory of someone before"
select "and after"
he replies "I stayed nowhere for long, who would I trust? I didn't think I needed anyone, or wanted anyone... until now".

that makes me beleive he would not hook up with someone for 'fun' and would need a deeper connection. Perhaps after-all he does develop that with Isabella and all we hear are their snarky comments.. since those comments are in Act III

Modifié par AbsoluteApril, 15 septembre 2011 - 07:48 .

[Sialater]

Harle Cerulean wrote...

Oh, god, not the hate for Isabela and Fenris again, please. XD I think they're fantastic together - not as good as Fenris and Hawke, of course, but if Hawke isn't with Fenris (or Isabela), I can think of no one better for Fenris to hook up with, frankly. If you're romancing him, you have no reason to be jealous, since he shuts her down hard. If you're not romancing him, you have no reason to be jealous, because in that case, he's a free agent.

Nah... I want Fenris for my Hawke... and Isabella can uh... play naughty apprentice and stern Templar with Carver.

Modifié par Sialater, 15 septembre 2011 - 07:49 .

[Sialater]

AbsoluteApril wrote...

sorry, not trying to rehash stuff or annoy people.

I am glad he can find some happiness if it's not with Hawke..

it just threw me for a loop when I saw that dialogue in the wiki between Isa+Fen; because romancing him (I did the rivalmance thanks to Heidenreich) during Questioning Beliefs:
"so you've never"...
and he replies "no memory of someone before"
select "and after"
he replies "I stayed nowhere for long, who would I trust? I didn't think I needed anyone, or wanted anyone... until now".

that makes me beleive he would not hook up with someone for 'fun' and would need a deeper connection. Perhaps after-all he does develop that with Isabella and all we hear are their snarky comments.. since those comments are in Act III

But that goes against the character set out in the short story, too.  They're both facets.  He'd have the shallow connection thinking he needed/deserved no better, maybe.

[AbsoluteApril]

Sialater wrote...

But that goes against the character set out in the short story, too. 

short story?

Sialater wrote...
He'd have the shallow connection thinking he needed/deserved no better, maybe.

in my best Fenris impersonation "excellent point..."

[Sialater]

AbsoluteApril wrote...

Sialater wrote...

But that goes against the character set out in the short story, too. 

short story?

Sialater wrote...
He'd have the shallow connection thinking he needed/deserved no better, maybe.

in my best Fenris impersonation "excellent point..."

Fenris' short story:

The hunters were after him again.

Truth be told, he’d known for several days. He’d seen it in the eyes of the innkeeper, the way the fat man guiltily glanced away and refused to meet his gaze. He’d seen it in the pitying look of the **** that stood on the corner, and the way she covered it up with a smile. The patrons in that squalid tavern where he went to buy his meals grew quiet when he entered now, and it was not the uncomfortable silence of human townsfolk being confronted with a strange elf covered in strange skin markings and carrying a large sword—rather it was the silence of men who knew trouble had just walked through the door and were now doing their best to pretend it didn’t exist. Fenris knew the difference very well.

He’d been lazy. Despite the fact that he’d known, still part of him refused to admit that it was so. He’d hoped against hope that he was wrong, that the signs were simply a fugitive’s paranoia. His stay in the last three towns had been longer and longer, his efforts to cover up his distinctive markings almost nonexistent. He told himself that this was a challenge. Let them come. Let them try and take him back, if they dared. Deep down, however, he wondered if he hadn’t simply grown weary of the chase.

Now was the time. He’d already cleaned his few meager possessions out of his room at the inn and jumped out the window. It led to a dark alley in the back, with enough ledges below that a quick descent was easily accomplished. That was why Fenris had chosen the room after an inspection that had the innkeeper staring at him in worry. He almost had to wonder how long it would take the fat man before curiosity, or a lack of payment, would lead him to check and find Fenris gone. A week, perhaps less if the innkeeper was the one who’d sold him out.

There was nothing in the alley save for a few lone rats and an elven vagrant asleep against a garbage heap. Fenris paused and stared at the man in disgust. He’d thought to blend in more once he’d escaped the Imperium. In a land where elves were free, certainly one more elf would go unnoticed? He’d been a fool, of course. How was he to know that so many of his people would squander their freedom living like frightened cattle? If his only choices were to either dress as meekly as the local humans expected their elves to be, run off to find the wandering clans that grubbed in the dirt for whatever scraps the human kingdoms threw them, or to fight… then his choice was clear.

The vagrant stirred awake as Fenris drew the greatsword from his back. The elf squealed in sudden terror but Fenris ignored him. There were others coming now, cloaked in the alley’s shadows—at least two on either side
and… one above? He listened, and heard the faintest scraping on the clay tiles up above. Yes, no doubt a crossbowman. They thought they had him pinned.

Fenris launched himself towards the end of the alley that led away from the main street. Here it led into a maze of twisty courtyards, sewage and lines of hung laundry… but it would be darker there, easier for him to run without stirring the town guard. Why the hunters never tried bribing the guard to help their hunt he couldn’t say. Regardless, he’d run amiss of the guard in another town and they’d impeded his efforts to escape as much as they impeded the hunters. It wasn’t worth the risk.

The vagrant shouted in fear and drunkenly scrambled to his feet, but Fenris was already past him. Two long figures approached, barely visible but moving fast now as they realized their quarry was aware of the chase. Fenris caught a glimpse of maroon. Tevinter soldiers, then. Good, that would make this easier. Not that he wouldn’t have killed mercenaries just as easily, but it was less pleasant than slaughtering dogs like these.

A wide arc of his blade knocked the first hunter aside as he parried. The second rushed forward, hoping to take advantage of an opening—only to meet Fenris’s fist. The markings on his skin flashed brightly, the lyrium within them sending magic crawling through his flesh, and his fist phased through the man’s helmet and directly into his head. He lurched to a halt, stunned with terror.

So they weren’t warned. Fools.

The lyrium markings flashed again as Fenris partially solidified his fist. The hunter jolted back, blood gushing forth from his mouth and his ears. By now the first hunter was already recovered and swinging his blade. Fenris expertly hauled the second around by his head, putting him into the path of the swing. The sword chopped deeply into the man’s shoulder, and with a kick he sent both of them flying together into the brick wall. His fist was covered in dark red gore.

He would have stayed to finish them off, but the other hunters were already figuring things out. A crossbow bolt flew by Fenris’s head, barely nicking one of his ears, and he could hear the booted feet of more soldiers rushing his way. He ran into the alleyway, leaping over the hunter who struggled to push off his dead comrade, and sped into the maze. Dark doorways flew by as he raced. He cut down clotheslines and tossed over barrels to present obstacles behind him. They were definitely giving chase—he could hear them swearing in Tevinter, and the crossbowman above scrambling to get into position.

The first pair of open shutters he saw and Fenris dived through. He landed in a kitchen filled with the smell of
baking bread, and a human woman screamed as he rolled to his feet. No doubt the sight of an elf in skintight armor, carrying a blade almost as large as himself, wasn’t a welcome sight. He got to his feet and noticed the surprisingly comely woman, dressed in a nightgown that revealed more of her cleavage than she no doubt expected, pressing against the wall.

He grinned at her, and she screamed again. So he grabbed a freshly-baked loaf off the counter and raced for the front door of the hovel. Already a soldier was climbing through the window, causing the woman to scream once more and faint dead away. The others would be coming around to the front, so he had to get out before…

…he stopped cold. He knew the man who stood at the doorway: maroon cloak and jet-black hair barely covering those soulless eyes. Not to mention a scar on his neck, one that Fenris had put there. Damned healing potions
and their foul magic. Why couldn’t anyone stay dead?

“Avanna, Fenris. Good to see you again.” The hunter’s voice was a cold purr as heraised his crossbow and pointed the bolt at Fenris’s chest. The one on the roof, then. Clever.

“Considering what happened last time, I’m surprised you decided to try again.”

“It’s not just about the coin any longer, slave.”

Oh, how Fenris loved it when they said that. “Not afraid you’ll lose your head for good?”

“Not when we have the drop on you. You’ve become careless. Time to give yourself up.” The other hunter had made it through the window , and he could hear others shouting in the street. He supposed that he really had
only two choices: give up and hope for a chance to escape later… or take his chances.

It wasn’t really a choice. He tightened his grip on the hilt of his blade and smiled at the hunter, slow and deadly.
“Vishante kaffar,” he hissed. And he attacked.

- David Gaider

Modifié par Sialater, 15 septembre 2011 - 08:09 .

[UltiPup]

Gaider was here and no one thought to ask how far the lyrium marks go? And when I mean go I mean "down there".

[Sialater]

UltiPup wrote...

Gaider was here and no one thought to ask how far the lyrium marks go? And when I mean go I mean "down there".

Uh... I think the last time that conversation was had... it went somewhere bad.

[Heidenreich]

Gaider was here and we had a crazy-fan meltdown moment.. while all us good, solid, sane question asking fans were apparently ALL doing other things (being sick, watching anime on netflix, sleeping.. etc >.>)

Le sigh

[Tealsie]

Heidenreich wrote...

Gaider was here and we had a crazy-fan meltdown moment.. while all us good, solid, sane question asking fans were apparently ALL doing other things (being sick, watching anime on netflix, sleeping.. etc >.>)

Le sigh

Or sitting back, trying to figure out what the hell was going on.
It was fairly ridiculous...

[tankgirly]

I was here. And TGP was really understanding. Crazy fan happened, for Fenris is awesome.

[David Gaider]

"What did Fenris think was in the chest?"

Information on his family. He didn't really think it was true, and was all but certain it was just a way to lure him into the open, but he couldn't ignore it.

"Did Fenris know about the ritual? Or just the boon?"

Just the boon. Even if he'd known about what was going to be done to him, he wouldn't have known what that meant.

[Sialater]

David Gaider wrote...

"What did Fenris think was in the chest?"

Information on his family. He didn't really think it was true, and was all but certain it was just a way to lure him into the open, but he couldn't ignore it.

"Did Fenris know about the ritual? Or just the boon?"

Just the boon. Even if he'd known about what was going to be done to him, he wouldn't have known what that meant.

Thank you! 

For some reason the family thing didn't cross my mind, but I figured Leto had no clue the full scope of what he'd actually won.

So, in losing his memory, he retained certain things ingrained in him.  His desire to protect his family and his appreciation for and love of, freedom.  

Modifié par Sialater, 15 septembre 2011 - 08:49 .

[Heidenreich]

David Gaider wrote...

"What did Fenris think was in the chest?"

Information on his family. He didn't really think it was true, and was all but certain it was just a way to lure him into the open, but he couldn't ignore it.

"Did Fenris know about the ritual? Or just the boon?"

Just the boon. Even if he'd known about what was going to be done to him, he wouldn't have known what that meant.

WOG SIGHTING:wub:


Hello, dear David, Ser!

So, does Fenris -really- have flash-back memories, or is that just a partial excuse to RUNRUNRUNRUNRUUN when he realises that he's got feelings for Hawke?

Modifié par Heidenreich, 15 septembre 2011 - 08:50 .