DaLabbes wrote...
I currently have nothing to contribute, so I pay my dues with compliments. This thread rocks! Don't think I ever had that much fun in seven forum pages.
Thank you!
Me: Alistair, you have to stay here while I go to Redcliffe.
Alistair: But...but Arl Eamon.
Me: I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I am. But I want to find out what happens when I let Jowan go. I haven't done that yet and his life never gets spared no matter what I do. And you get all crabby about blood magic and you make your sad Alistair face and my curiosity trumps your sense of existential comfort.
Alistair: So...you're leaving me. I understand.
Me: I'm leaving you in CAMP. Not leaving you. Oh, don't pout. I hate it when you pout.
Alistair: You're leaving me for a blood magician?
Me: No, he means nothing, and his voice is horrible. Not like yours.
Alistair: But...blood magic.
Me: Oh come on. You drank darkspawn blood. Prepared with lyrium and lots of mages. Not only that, there's archdemon blood in there.
Alistair: There IS? But...well, Duncan had his rea-
Me: It's not all about Duncan, dammit! And you never thought that becoming a Grey Warden was one of the most horrific acts of blood magic?
Alistair: I just...
Me: I'd ask you to think about that. But you won't.
Alistair: *pout* I'm not stupid.
Me: We do not have time for that argument. And I'll win. Again with the pouting. I'll be back. I'll bring you a present.
Alistair: Something of Duncan's would...
Me: I'm letting a blood magician out into the world, that sounds like something of Duncan's.
Alistair: But Duncan was-
Me: Oh save it for a cutscene. You'll forget all about this anyway. You're like the guy from Memento.





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