Hopefully there haven't been a billion topics like this but I was hoping someone could help me find a specific dialog.
IN act 2, apparently you can examine one fo the falcon statues outside as window while wandering the hawke estate and hawke mentions merrill named them.
Does anyone know what causes this to trigger? Or knows a video that shows it? I've only heard about it in pssing but just did a playtrhough and never foudn it.
Merrill Naming the statues
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calvinien
, janv. 12 2013 04:22
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#2
Posté 12 janvier 2013 - 03:19
Olwaye
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It only occur if your Hawke romance Merrill and she lives in the estate.
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Posté 12 janvier 2013 - 10:14
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"I think Merrill named this falcon sculpture Finnegan. No, wait... that's wrong. Finnegan's on the north face. This one's Messerre Pointy-Face."
- From the wiki, Act 2 comment
- From the wiki, Act 2 comment
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Posté 13 janvier 2013 - 02:30
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I did romance her and I never got the comment.
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Posté 14 janvier 2013 - 10:56
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Corker wrote...
"I think Merrill named this falcon sculpture Finnegan. No, wait... that's wrong. Finnegan's on the north face. This one's Messerre Pointy-Face."
- From the wiki, Act 2 comment
I shudder to think what she would have named the Qunari. Because you know she probably did start naming them the ones hanging around outside the compound.
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Posté 14 janvier 2013 - 11:06
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Lazy Jer wrote...
Corker wrote...
"I think Merrill named this falcon sculpture Finnegan. No, wait... that's wrong. Finnegan's on the north face. This one's Messerre Pointy-Face."
- From the wiki, Act 2 comment
I shudder to think what she would have named the Qunari. Because you know she probably did start naming them the ones hanging around outside the compound.
"I think I'll call you.... Buttons", Merrill said with a smile, prompting the large Qunari to grunt in annoyance.
"Parshaara", the other guard said with a wave of his arm. "Leave us be."
"And you can be Ser Scowly!"
The Qunari then let out an exasperated sigh as they both stared off into the distance. No doubt they were thinking of home. Of the smells of the sea carried on the strong winds, of fresh incense permeating the air in their home village, and of tea to soothe their spirits. A land they knew well, where faces were not those of mysterious strangers and where they thought of everyone as brother or sister. They thought of the fresh food of the native beasts of Seheron, roasted and seasoned well with native spices and herbs. Such a thought made Ser Scowly's stomach growl loudly.
"Oh, are you hungry Ser Scowly? I have some cookies on hand."
Reluctantly, he looked at her, unsure if he should respond. "....give them here." he said, resigning himself to his name from the Elf he had seen many times over and would continue to see many times later. Merrill let out a giggle as he began to feast away at the delicious crumbly treats.
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Posté 15 janvier 2013 - 06:32
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The Ethereal Writer Redux wrote...
Lazy Jer wrote...
Corker wrote...
"I think Merrill named this falcon sculpture Finnegan. No, wait... that's wrong. Finnegan's on the north face. This one's Messerre Pointy-Face."
- From the wiki, Act 2 comment
I shudder to think what she would have named the Qunari. Because you know she probably did start naming them the ones hanging around outside the compound.
"I think I'll call you.... Buttons", Merrill said with a smile, prompting the large Qunari to grunt in annoyance.
"Parshaara", the other guard said with a wave of his arm. "Leave us be."
"And you can be Ser Scowly!"
The Qunari then let out an exasperated sigh as they both stared off into the distance. No doubt they were thinking of home. Of the smells of the sea carried on the strong winds, of fresh incense permeating the air in their home village, and of tea to soothe their spirits. A land they knew well, where faces were not those of mysterious strangers and where they thought of everyone as brother or sister. They thought of the fresh food of the native beasts of Seheron, roasted and seasoned well with native spices and herbs. Such a thought made Ser Scowly's stomach growl loudly.
"Oh, are you hungry Ser Scowly? I have some cookies on hand."
Reluctantly, he looked at her, unsure if he should respond. "....give them here." he said, resigning himself to his name from the Elf he had seen many times over and would continue to see many times later. Merrill let out a giggle as he began to feast away at the delicious crumbly treats.
Ha!
