You advocate killing the Makers soldiers?Addai67 wrote...
I saw this in my favorites folder on dA and it reminded me of Merrill. It's called No More Running. I hope that won't be Merrill in DA2, but somehow I suspect it will.
Modifié par Somebody, 02 février 2011 - 11:53 .
Saibh wrote...
the_one_54321 wrote...
I don't have a thing for manly women. I don't have a thing for loose women. I don't have a thing for little girls. Romance in DA][ is shaping up to be just great for the male players like me. Oh yes, just grand.
No offense, but someone could go on and on about what sort of women they don't like and eventually rule out every woman on the planet.
There's nothing inherently wrong with the current available love interests, and you know very little about them. Seriously, a tiny little window of opportunity to see her, and you're calling her a little girl?
What about the girls that don't like elves, or broody types, or dwarves, or guys in skirts with long hair? They're out of luck too, because the writers couldn't make every possible romance to appeal to every possible taste.
Courting the Champion
Act I
Scene I: A camp by Par Vollen.
Enter Isabela and Varric.
Isabela: The fighting in the distance sounds fierce. Surely they have not surrendered yet?
Varric: No, they haven't. But, we're pounding the living **** out of them, that's for sure.
Isabela: Indeed. I wonder, when will Hawke order us over the battlements? I do not envision them surrendering...
Varric: Any day now. Say, you want any more ale?
Isabela: Right here, dwarf.
Enter Merrill.
Merrill: Isabela, I seek advice... It's about Hawke.
Isabela: And? What of him, elf?
Merrill: You see, he is very handsome and I long to tell him something very personal. Since I am not experienced in the world of men, I seek your advice.
Isabela: Well, Merrill, it appears well established that you are attracted to him. I suggest, first and foremost, if you are really intent on making him attracted to you, that you should, uh, wearing tighter fitting mage robes.
Merrill: What? My Dalish robes fit me fine.
Isabela: The Dales are certainly not the sort of people that I would consider to make fashionable clothing... I am certain that your breasts are wonderfully supple... wouldn't it be nice if you could show the world how firm they are? With some different clothing, you can do that.
Merrill: My breasts? But, aren't they just for feeding milk to the young?
Isabela: Oh, dear child, they serve more functions than just that. I am uncertain how the Dalish view breasts, but in human culture, they demonstrate how fertile a woman is. The larger your breasts appear, the more human men may be attracted to you.
Merrill: Very well... I'll get some new robes immediately!
Exit Merrill.
Varric: What sort of nuglicking advice is that? You should be telling her how to court a man, not telling her how to look like a ****!
Isabela: Varric, I know you are looking at my breasts.
Varric: No I wasn't!
Isabela: My advice to Merrill remains valid, then.
Enter Merrill.
Merrill: I'm back! How do these look?
Isabela: Err... They do show your cleavage nicely, dear, but, I'm not sure if you have much cleavage to begin with...
Merrill: Well, we can't change that. Any more advice?
Isabela: Now, Merrill... do you know how babies are made? This will be very important once you start getting close to him.
Merrill: Of all the things I have learned as an apprentice Keeper, they never told me where children came from. In fact, I don't think anyone in my clan told me about the process needed to birth a new child.
Isabela: Oh, child, of all the things you need to learn... But, tell me this: Whenever you think about Hawke, do you feel really good about yourself?
Merrill: Oh yes! During times like those, I feel very good about myself, as if maybe, I have a chance with him!
Isabela: You do know that there is a purpose behind that feeling, yes?
Merrill: Err... I...
Isabela: That feeling is to aid you in your lovemaking.
Merrill: Lovemaking? I understand that when people are in love, they hug and kiss-
Isabela: Oh, but they do far more than just that. Not only do lips and noses make contact, loins make contact as well...
Merrill: That doesn't sound very pleasant...
Isabela: The first time is usually unpleasant. You bleed.
Merrill: Bleed? That sounds painful-
Isabela: Oh, but it's only the first time, dear. And, depending on how delicate you are, you may even scream as if you have never screamed before-
Merrill: By the spirits! I feel as though I am about to faint...
Isabela: Do not worry, child. In fact, I believe that you should practice your... technique before you see Hawke. Varric, would mind allowing Merrill to... practice on you? Show her a few tricks on how to impress her man when the time comes?
Varric: I don't know, Isabela... Isn't that a little... inappropriate?
Isabela: But, Varric, isn't it the duty of friends to help other friends?
Varric: I don't know... but...
Isabela: Please, for our young elven companion's sake. I do not want her going in dark. She deserves a little practice...
Varric: Okay, then...
Isabela: Merrill, go up to Varric and start kissing him.
Merrill walks forward, and begins kissing Varric. Varric does the same. Then, the two embrace one another, continuing to kiss one another even more deeply, but then Varric starts tugging at Merrill's robes-
Merrill: Varric, stop trying to tug my robes off!
Isabela: That's enough. Stop, Varric. Step away from each other. Now, Merrill, how do you feel? Do you feel more confident?
Merrill and Varric stop and step away from one another, breathless.
Merrill: Really good. I feel more confident now. I think I can approach Hawke now and tell him...
Isabela: Wonderful! You should do that. Before tomorrow, at any rate.
Merrill: Yes, yes, I will!
Exit Merrill.
Varric: And I never thought I would get a chance at foreplay with a beautiful, teenage, elven virgin...
Isabela: Ha. You would have gone straight to the Deep Roads with that one, wouldn't you, had I not told you to stop?
Varric: You take that back! I was just helping out!
Isabela: You have such dirty tendencies, dwarf. Come on, let's go to dinner.
Exeunt.
Malevolence65 wrote...
I'm not gonna lie, that last bit with Varric weirded me out.
Blastback wrote...
Malevolence65 wrote...
I'm not gonna lie, that last bit with Varric weirded me out.
Eh, ditto. Sorry..
Golden-Rose wrote...
And the award for best leading actress in a motion picture goes to... *opens up letter*... Merrill Streep! *audience applause* This is Merrill's fifteenth nomination and 8th award.
Modifié par Orian Tabris, 03 février 2011 - 01:45 .
Orian Tabris wrote...
I don't think Isabela is in the habit of calling anyone 'child'. She'd more likely give Merrill (or most, if not all other companions and Hawke) affectionate names. Going by how she calls the Warden "sweet thing". And she certainly wouldn't call someone 'dear', unless in a romance with them. Also, most Dalish exclaim "by the gods", or something like that.
EDIT: When I typed this post, I had know idea you only meant it for lols. But I believe those words nonetheless.
For all intensive purposes, I think it was a pun. What can I say? It's a doggy dog world, but sometimes it's a blessing in the skies. Irregardless, it's a whole nother issue, one that many people take for granite, when it should be taken with the upmost care.XX55XX wrote...
Golden-Rose wrote...
And the award for best leading actress in a motion picture goes to... *opens up letter*... Merrill Streep! *audience applause* This is Merrill's fifteenth nomination and 8th award.
Isn't it spelled "Meryl"?
bluewolv1970 wrote...
anyone know if merrill will be confirmed before the game comes out
Malevolence65 wrote...
Yes, she will be. A dev (I think it was Gaider) already said that they'd reveal all the romance options and companions before launch.
XX55XX wrote...
Just wrote another quick dialogue between Isabela, Merrill, and Varric. Link here.Courting the Champion
Act I
Scene I: A camp by Par Vollen.
Enter Isabela and Varric.
Isabela: The fighting in the distance sounds fierce. Surely they have not surrendered yet?
Varric: No, they haven't. But, we're pounding the living **** out of them, that's for sure.
Isabela: Indeed. I wonder, when will Hawke order us over the battlements? I do not envision them surrendering...
Varric: Any day now. Say, you want any more ale?
Isabela: Right here, dwarf.
Enter Merrill.
Merrill: Isabela, I seek advice... It's about Hawke.
Isabela: And? What of him, elf?
Merrill: You see, he is very handsome and I long to tell him something very personal. Since I am not experienced in the world of men, I seek your advice.
Isabela: Well, Merrill, it appears well established that you are attracted to him. I suggest, first and foremost, if you are really intent on making him attracted to you, that you should, uh, wearing tighter fitting mage robes.
Merrill: What? My Dalish robes fit me fine.
Isabela: The Dales are certainly not the sort of people that I would consider to make fashionable clothing... I am certain that your breasts are wonderfully supple... wouldn't it be nice if you could show the world how firm they are? With some different clothing, you can do that.
Merrill: My breasts? But, aren't they just for feeding milk to the young?
Isabela: Oh, dear child, they serve more functions than just that. I am uncertain how the Dalish view breasts, but in human culture, they demonstrate how fertile a woman is. The larger your breasts appear, the more human men may be attracted to you.
Merrill: Very well... I'll get some new robes immediately!
Exit Merrill.
Varric: What sort of nuglicking advice is that? You should be telling her how to court a man, not telling her how to look like a ****!
Isabela: Varric, I know you are looking at my breasts.
Varric: No I wasn't!
Isabela: My advice to Merrill remains valid, then.
Enter Merrill.
Merrill: I'm back! How do these look?
Isabela: Err... They do show your cleavage nicely, dear, but, I'm not sure if you have much cleavage to begin with...
Merrill: Well, we can't change that. Any more advice?
Isabela: Now, Merrill... do you know how babies are made? This will be very important once you start getting close to him.
Merrill: Of all the things I have learned as an apprentice Keeper, they never told me where children came from. In fact, I don't think anyone in my clan told me about the process needed to birth a new child.
Isabela: Oh, child, of all the things you need to learn... But, tell me this: Whenever you think about Hawke, do you feel really good about yourself?
Merrill: Oh yes! During times like those, I feel very good about myself, as if maybe, I have a chance with him!
Isabela: You do know that there is a purpose behind that feeling, yes?
Merrill: Err... I...
Isabela: That feeling is to aid you in your lovemaking.
Merrill: Lovemaking? I understand that when people are in love, they hug and kiss-
Isabela: Oh, but they do far more than just that. Not only do lips and noses make contact, loins make contact as well...
Merrill: That doesn't sound very pleasant...
Isabela: The first time is usually unpleasant. You bleed.
Merrill: Bleed? That sounds painful-
Isabela: Oh, but it's only the first time, dear. And, depending on how delicate you are, you may even scream as if you have never screamed before-
Merrill: By the spirits! I feel as though I am about to faint...
Isabela: Do not worry, child. In fact, I believe that you should practice your... technique before you see Hawke. Varric, would mind allowing Merrill to... practice on you? Show her a few tricks on how to impress her man when the time comes?
Varric: I don't know, Isabela... Isn't that a little... inappropriate?
Isabela: But, Varric, isn't it the duty of friends to help other friends?
Varric: I don't know... but...
Isabela: Please, for our young elven companion's sake. I do not want her going in dark. She deserves a little practice...
Varric: Okay, then...
Isabela: Merrill, go up to Varric and start kissing him.
Merrill walks forward, and begins kissing Varric. Varric does the same. Then, the two embrace one another, continuing to kiss one another even more deeply, but then Varric starts tugging at Merrill's robes-
Merrill: Varric, stop trying to tug my robes off!
Isabela: That's enough. Stop, Varric. Step away from each other. Now, Merrill, how do you feel? Do you feel more confident?
Merrill and Varric stop and step away from one another, breathless.
Merrill: Really good. I feel more confident now. I think I can approach Hawke now and tell him...
Isabela: Wonderful! You should do that. Before tomorrow, at any rate.
Merrill: Yes, yes, I will!
Exit Merrill.
Varric: And I never thought I would get a chance at foreplay with a beautiful, teenage, elven virgin...
Isabela: Ha. You would have gone straight to the Deep Roads with that one, wouldn't you, had I not told you to stop?
Varric: You take that back! I was just helping out!
Isabela: You have such dirty tendencies, dwarf. Come on, let's go to dinner.
Exeunt.
Thicos wrote...
Is these new screenshots from a video? magazine?
Thicos wrote...
at the start of the topic, Merrill fighting.
Thicos wrote...
raziel3080 , thank you.
She is cool. I want powerful spells to her.
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