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Celuwen

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I started out as a Dalish Elf, I was angry and upset at the loss of Tamlen (I felt unlike a lot of folk, that the Dalish Origin was okay. Having to persuade someone to tell me about my parents is a bit rubbish!). I had a lot of trouble with humans and only trusted them because of being a Grey Warden. I fell in love with Alistair and he died for me. My goal has always been to help my people though. And I did.  

Second play through, I'm a Human Noble. My family were slaughtered before my eyes and I find it hard to fit in again. Alistair's innocence affects me more than I would like. It's something to hold on to, something to cherish. I agree with him more than not and the not moments are far and few between. Morrigan corrupts me. 

Third play through as a Dwarf Noble, I'm finding most of humanity a bit of a joke. Alistair is little more than an asset, nor is anyone else. I don't think any of my previous characters have taken the Blight as serious as my Dwarf. Everything in her life has been a game and she has lost thus far. I'm cold and hardened and bitter. And yet human/elf interaction is a puzzle to me. It amuses me as long as the human/elfs in question can fight. Zevran gets under my skin. 

I guess what I'm trying to say is that the perspective of the PC can mean so very much. Thanks to the writers, and the game devs and all. This game continues to surprise me. 

What part of the game has surprised you? Has a replay made you hate a character you once loved?

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Obadiah

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I've only played through twice but the origins have given me a similar difference of perspective on the same story. I've been pleasantly surprised with that.

Human Noble: family slaughtered, Redcliffe mostly lost (no healer the first time I did it), unknown organization he just joined now a pariah, girlfirend turns out to be evil witch, and Denarim, the heart of the empire, burning, with pretty much whatever family lagacy remaining resting on his shoulders. The story had a very nihalistic vibe to it, especially near end when it turned into a death march.

City Elf: HUGE chip on his shoulder, out to prove himself, and make a better place for his people. Alienage burned down? That place was a ****hole anyway, it was about time! It didn't hurt that he got the satisfaction of killing some of those noble human bastards responsible for selling his people into slavery. And his buddy turned out to be a half-decent leader with some encouragement. Alround, it ended pretty well (except for that crazy witch near the end).

Dalish Elf: I'm playing it like Sten: stranger in a strange land. I like the way the dominant religion preached by the Chantry (which my other two character implictly accepted) suddenly appears oppressive and alien. "No lady, I don't want a blessing."

Modifié par Obadiah, 20 décembre 2009 - 05:12 .