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[Basement Cat]

Here's another one with Ragequisitor

 

*party is camping out near a stream. Ragequisitor is keeping her distance from the group*

 

Cassandra: Are you going to join us for dinner, or just sit over there and sulk?

 

Ragequisitor: *ignores her*

 

Cassandra: Tsk, I can't believe the fate of the world depends on someone so childish.

 

Varric: Give it a rest, Seeker. You're just adding fuel to the fire.

 

Cassandra: I'm trying to-

 

Ragequisitor: *interrupts her* Heal the breach? *sneer*

 

Varric: *chuckle*

 

Cassandra: I feel like I'm surrounded by children.

 

Ragequisitor: You're the one throwing a tantrum right now.

 

Cassandra: *shouting* Better a tantrum than a sulking fit!

 

Ragequisitor: *shouting* Figures you wouldn't know how to keep your mouth shut!

 

Cassandra: *walks over to Ragequisitor* Enough of this nonsense!

 

Ragequisitor: You get your hands off of me or I swear I'll cut them off!

 

Cassandra: You leave me no choice then. *gut punch*

 

Ragequisitor: Oof! Oh, you're going to regret that!

 

*fist fight ensues*

 

Iron Bull: 5 silver on the Seeker.

 

Varric: Shut up. Keep your eye open and be ready to step in because they will kill each other if we don't stop them.

 

*Ragequisitor shoves Cassandra towards the campfire*

 

Varric: Now! Grap the Inquisitor. I'll handle the Seeker.

 

Iron Bull: I'm sure you will. *grabs flailing  Inquisitor*

 

Varric: Shut up! *tackles Cassandra back to the ground* Ladies! That's enough! Calm yourselves and for pity's sake shut up! Everyone!

 

*Ragequisitor and Cassandra both stop struggling*

 

Varric: Now, everyone sit down, eat your dinner and go to bed! *exasperated sigh*

 

Iron Bull: Right.

 

Cassandra: Fine

 

Ragequisitor: I'll just go to bed. *walks away*

 

Iron Bull: Bit of shame to cut off a good fight-

 

Varric, Cassandra and Ragequisitor: Shut up!

[BronzTrooper]

Now for some banter between my f!Dalish Inquisitor and Varric (mentioning mage m!Hawke and rogue m!Mahariel Warden):

 

Lavellan: So, Varric, I understand that clan Sabrae was camped on Sundermount, outside the shem'len city Kirkwall.

 

Varric: Well, there was a Dalish clan camped there, but I have no idea which clan it was.

 

Lavellan: You did have dealings with that clan though, didn't you?

 

Varric: That is Hawke you're thinking of, Inquisitor.

 

Lavellan: But you accompanied him during these dealings, did you not?

 

Varric: Is this conversation going anywhere?

 

Lavellan: I simply wish to know the fate of the clan.  As I recall, it was the Warden's clan.

 

Varric: Well... I have told you about Daisy, right?

 

Lavellan: I believe so, yes.  She was trying to repair the eluvian that infected the Warden and caused the hunter he was with to disappear, correct?

 

Varric: Right.  She went to Hawke and told him about how she needed to talk to this demon to find out how to get it to work.  By the time we got to the cave it was imprisoned in, the Keeper had already gone and imprisoned it inside of her.

 

Lavellan: And you had to kill her.

 

Varric: Yes.  When we came out of the cave, several hunters were waiting for us, asking where the Keeper was.  Of course, we had to tell them, and when we did, they were ready to kill Daisy.  Hawke tried to convince them to stand down, but...

 

Lavellan: So... what you're saying is that you killed the entire clan?

 

Varric: Unfortunately, we had no choice.  But then, I guess I can't blame them.

 

Lavellan: * deep in thought *  Hawke could have given her to them and avoid the needless slaughter of the entire clan.

 

Varric: He certainly could have, but he wouldn't.

 

Lavellan: And why not?

 

Varric: Well, with his brother in the Templars, Daisy was really the only thing Hawke had left.  Maybe she was the only thing that kept him together.  It would make sense, considering how insane everything else was.

 

Lavellan: I... didn't think of that.  He must have really cared about her, then.

 

Varric: We all cared about her in our own way.  Hawke most of all.

 

Lavellan: I see.

 

Varric: Speaking of romance, did you know that the Warden and our very own Sister are 'well acquainted'?

 

Lavellan: * intrigued * Really?  Do tell.

 

* Sera appears *

 

Sera: Time for the juicy gossip?  Count me in!

 

Leliana: * groans and storms out of the room *

[Sifr]

Lavellan: I like my ears.

Cassandra: I'm sorry, what?

Lavellan: My ears, wouldn't you say they're one of my best features?

Cassandra: More so than your sense of humour, why?

Lavellan: Because your Chantry altered paintings Shartan to make him look human... just give your bosses a heads up, I'm not going to stand for it if they try that sh*t with me in a thousand years. I'll march right out of the Beyond and complain, I've already done it once before!

Cassandra: You fear the Chantry would diminish your accomplishments because you're Dalish?

Lavellan: Well, that too. But mostly it's about my ears!

 

When it comes to Dalish vs Chantry politics, my Lavellan has their priorities a little skewed.

[Al Foley]

Lavellan: I like my ears.

Cassandra: I'm sorry, what?

Lavellan: My ears, wouldn't you say they're one of my best features?

Cassandra: More so than your sense of humour, why?

Lavellan: Because your Chantry altered paintings Shartan to make him look human... just give your bosses a heads up, I'm not going to stand for it if they try that sh*t with me in a thousand years. I'll march right out of the Beyond and complain, I've already done it once before!

Cassandra: You fear the Chantry would diminish your accomplishments because you're Dalish?

Lavellan: Well, that too. But mostly it's about my ears!

 

When it comes to Dalish vs Chantry politics, my Lavellan has their priorities a little skewed.

Your Inquisitor reminds me of Felessan...I hear the same voice in my head that I heard when I was reading his lines. 

[Sifr]

Your Inquisitor reminds me of Felessan...I hear the same voice in my head that I heard when I was reading his lines. 

 

I'll take your word for it, because I still haven't read Masked Empire. I need to do it before Last Flight and the game comes out.

[Al Foley]

I'll take your word for it, because I still haven't read Masked Empire. I need to do it before Last Flight and the game comes out.

Its quite good, and he is quite awesome.  

 

Varric *staring avidly at the Inquisitor* 

 

Kara Trevelyan:  *annoyed* What?!

 

Varric: I am just trying to decide what the Maker sees in you to make you the 'Herald of Andraste'. 

 

KT:  I...what?! 

 

Varric:  Yes, just...long beard, grey hair, steely eyes capable of peering deep into a person's soul and cause them to reveal all their deepest darkest secrets.  Almost anything...then you.  *snort* You aren't even a believer. 

 

KT: Is this an insult? 

 

Varric: Just an...observation.  I actually prefer things this way.  Though if I were the Chantry I'd watch out. 

 

KT: They leave me alone I leave them alone.

[Al Foley]

Sorry for the double post but this idea just occured to me and its too good to pass up (imo)

 

Sera:  So...you and the Inquisitor huh? 

 

Iron Bull: *grinning* Jealous? 

 

Sera:  What?  No!  No I bloody well ain't. 

 

Iron Bull: Oh come on, not even a little? 

 

Sera: *glares* 

 

Iron Bull: Your accent gets thicker when you are embarrased you know. 

 

Sera: I'll show you a thick accent, right up the nose! 

 

Iron Bull:  Have it your way, though as an agent of the Ben-Hassereth I have...refined taste and wouldn't mind sharing a piece of my action as long as you...reciprocate. 

 

Sera: Hmmm. 

 

KT:  Ugh. 

 

Iron Bull:  Problem Inquisitor?  *grinning* my words putting bad thoughts into that delicate human head of yours?  After what we did last night I would have expected more! 

 

KT:  No, its not that...its just that...you're bantering...and now I'm doing it too. 

 

(reference to last weeks episode of Doctor Who.)

[BronzTrooper]

Here's some more of of my f!Dalish and Cassandra:

 

Cassandra: What exactly do you have against the Chantry?

 

Lavellan: I'd expect that to be self-explanatory.

 

Cassandra: It is a simple question.  Just answer it.

 

Lavellan: * rolls eyes and scoffs * Where should I start?  Should I start with the Exalted March on the Dales, or skip right to Shartan being systematically erased from every one of your religious texts?  Or, maybe I should start with the fact that your people took the same land that Andraste- your prophet- had given to my ancestors for their help?

 

Cassandra: That is all in the past.

 

Lavellan: * getting visibly upset * Is it?  Tell me: when was the last time you've seen a shem'len village welcome one of my people's clans?

 

Cassandra: I--

 

Lavellan: Don't even bother, I already know the answer.  How ironic that your Chantry considers my people to be heathens, yet one of them stopped the Blight, and another now has to stop demons from destroying everything.  * storms away *

 

Cassandra: * is dumbfounded *

 

Varric: Well, it seems like you two are getting along really well.

 

Cassandra: Shut it, dwarf.

[Wolfen09]

Skyhold complete

 

*At newly opened skyhold tavern*

 

Inquisitor:  A toast.  To the completion of skyhold!

 

Troops:  *Cheering*

 

Inquisitor:  And with that im getting so drunk im not gonna wake up for 3 days....

 

Blackwall:  Bwahahaha, cmon there's no way an elf could drink that much.

 

Sera:  Oh who says old man?

 

Inquisitor:  True, but this elf was given powers from beyond.  I bet i can out drink any being in this world.

 

Cassandra:  You were given these powers to close the breach, not drink yourself into a coma.

 

Inquisitor:  Awww, but weve been working so hard lately, we deserve a break.

 

Cassandra:  Taking 3 days off in a drunken stupor is out of the question, we are on a race against time here, we cant afford to take a day off.

 

Inquisitor:  But we went dancing that one time, pretty sure we werent closing any breaches that day.

 

Cassandra:  That was to stop an assassin, that was work.

 

Inquisitor:  You seemed to enjoy the dancing part though... and the killing of all those assassins.... did i ever mention how pretty you looked covered in blood in that dress?

 

Cassandra:  Flattery won't get you anywhere.

 

Inquisitor:  Who said it was flattery, i was even seriously debating putting in a ballroom here because you looked so beautiful that night.

 

Cassandra:  You wouldn't do that just because of that... would you?  *blushing*

 

Inquisitor:  Of course, everyone in that ballroom was looking at you the entire night because you were so beautiful.

 

Sera:  *whispering to blackwall* That bastard, hes been ordering more and more drinks while buttering her up at the same time.  I think thats his 6th one already.

 

Blackwall:  *whispering*  Yep, and it looks like hes got her eating out of the palm of his hand.  Seems he gets more smooth the more he drinks, probably fights better too.

 

Inquisitor:  You know what, who says we need a ballroom?!  Lets dance right here in the tavern!  Someone give us a tune!

 

*Leliana strikes up her lute*

 

Inquisitor:  And i cant dance without my partner.

 

Cassandra:  *Blushes* Fine

 

Troops:  *Cheering*

 

*They start dancing, inquisitor is fumbling around trying to keep up*

 

Sera:  Charming, and fighting when hes drunk, yes... dancing no....

 

Blackwall:  Bwahahaha, at least he can still stand up...  i think i counted 12 drinks when he started dancing, not even bull could stand up straight after that many.

 

Sera:  Well, at least he managed to avoid getting hit by the seeker for drinking too much...  Ive got to make a note of how he did that in my book.

 

Blackwall:  Hes only delayed the inevitable.  When he gets up way late tomorrow, she will be ready to greet him the navaran way, an evil grin and a sword to the throat.

[Sifr]

 

Lavellan: Don't even bother, I already know the answer.  How ironic that your Chantry considers my people to be heathens, yet one of them stopped the Blight, and another now has to stop demons from destroying everything.  * storms away *

 

This reminded me of something I'd love to see acknowledged if you've rolled a Mage trifecta thus far.

 

Cassandra: Penny for your thoughts, Varric?

Varric: Huh, oh it's nothing, I was just thinking about the Warden, Hawke and the Inquisitor...

Cassandra: What about them?

Varric: Well, I just wondered wondered what the Chantry's official stance on them is, as mages I mean? I mean, if "Magic exists to serve man", doesn't it seem idiotic to lock them up or fight them, when they seem to be the only ones capable of doing anything these days?

[Bayonet Hipshot]

This reminded me of something I'd love to see acknowledged if you've rolled a Mage trifecta thus far.

 

Cassandra: Penny for your thoughts, Varric?

Varric: Huh, oh it's nothing, I was just thinking about the Warden, Hawke and the Inquisitor...

Cassandra: What about them?

Varric: Well, I just wondered wondered what the Chantry's official stance on them is, as mages I mean? I mean, if "Magic exists to serve man", doesn't it seem idiotic to lock them up or fight them, when they seem to be the only ones capable of doing anything these days?

 

My Warden, My Hawke and My Inquisitor will be mages as well. 

 

Magi Superiority.....YEAAAHH !

[Wolfen09]

The next day...........

 

Inquisitor is up early and actually doing work for once

 

 

Sera:  What the hell is he smiling for?  Shouldnt he be way more miserable than us, he drank twice the amount i did.

 

Blackwall:  With that smile?  It can mean only one thing lass....

 

*Cassandra walks in, looks at inquisitor and blushes, and quickly walks past him*

 

Sera:  Ahhh so that's what happened....  Devious bastard got her drunk, danced with her, and whispered a few sweet nothings into her ear and got her to follow him to his quarters....

 

Blackwall:  The inquisitor?  No, he wouldnt know sweet nothings if it came up to him and offered him a drink, he probably whispered a few dirty thoughts to her.

 

Sera:  Oh really, so she has a naughty side too huh...

 

Blackwall:  In my experience, Nevarrans usually do...

 

Inquisitor:  Hey guys guess what?

 

Sera:  You finally got Cass into bed and you are so happy that you are actually motivated to be sober and work today?

 

Inquisitor:  Close, everything but the sober part is spot on....

 

Blackwall:  Well, at least we know hes consistent....

[Bayonet Hipshot]

Here's some more of of my f!Dalish and Cassandra:

 

Cassandra: What exactly do you have against the Chantry?

 

Lavellan: I'd expect that to be self-explanatory.

 

Cassandra: It is a simple question.  Just answer it.

 

Lavellan: * rolls eyes and scoffs * Where should I start?  Should I start with the Exalted March on the Dales, or skip right to Shartan being systematically erased from every one of your religious texts?  Or, maybe I should start with the fact that your people took the same land that Andraste- your prophet- had given to my ancestors for their help?

 

Cassandra: That is all in the past.

 

Lavellan: * getting visibly upset * Is it?  Tell me: when was the last time you've seen a shem'len village welcome one of my people's clans?

 

Cassandra: I--

 

Lavellan: Don't even bother, I already know the answer.  How ironic that your Chantry considers my people to be heathens, yet one of them stopped the Blight, and another now has to stop demons from destroying everything.  * storms away *

 

Cassandra: * is dumbfounded *

 

Varric: Well, it seems like you two are getting along really well.

 

Cassandra: Shut it, dwarf.

 

Nice one. My Dalish elf is definitely not going to be getting along well with the Chantry shems...For they are truly silly...First they mess us up and then now when they need our help...It's all in the past, YOLO...

[sky_captain]

Human mage inquisitor, Cassandra

Cass: Inquisitor, do you have the tickets for the ball
Inq: I do indeed, see, (shows tickets in hand Cassandra nods, and looks back up.)
Inq: Now look again, (Cassandra looks again,) The tickets are now diamonds!

[Little Princess Peach]

Varric: you know you could pass as the King of Ferelden

Cullen: what?

Varric: you to do look sorta alike....

Cullen: I look nothing like the King!

Varric: so when the girl from the brothel called you your majastey...that was purely coincidence?

Cullen: I never...

Inquisitor: Cullen have you been holding back on me this entire time?

Cullen: Maker give me strength...

Varric: your in it now fly boy

 

 

the banter continues when they are heading towards camp

 

Varric: so did you and the Inquisitor have it out yet?

Cullen: I will simily ignore you Dawrf

Varric: aww come on pointy wheres the fun in that?

Cullen: why on earth are you calling me pointy

Varric: do I really need to spell it out to you....

Cullen: my armor protects me...

Varric: where you hit on the head as a child?

Cullen: the mother at the chantry was rather big she sat on me once if thats what you mean

Varric: seriously?

Cullen: your not the only one that can make up stories Varric

[Al Foley]

Varric:  So Ride the Bull eh? 

 

Iron Bull: I beg your pardon? 

 

Varric: I heard some of the...women...near that brothel say it while giving you furtive looks.  Something about 'riding the bull'. 

 

Iron Bull:  Ha! 

 

Varric: So does it mean what I think it means? 

 

Iron Bull: Of course. 

 

Varric: *smiles* sly dog.  You know I usually just give people nicknames, I don't have my own...uh... catchphrase.  *turning to the Inquisitor* Hey Kara have you 'rode the bull'? 

 

KT:  Since when were we on a first name basis dwarf? 

 

Varric:  *snort* Please!  You take me, handlebars, the blond elf, and Iron Bull everywhere with you.  You know I really need to get you a nickname, I know that the Iron Bull sort of is...but...horns? 

 

IB: You ride the bull you get the horns.

[The Ascendant]

Adaar: Blackwall, can you tell me about the Grey Wardens?

Blackwall: Certainly. We are men and women of every race, from all walks of life, mages, warriors and rogues united and dedicated to fighting the Darkspawan.

Adaar: Every race?

Blackwall: Of course. The Darkspawn do not discriminate and neither do we.

Adaar: A very practical attitude. You remind me of the Qunari in a certain way.

Blackwall: Oh?

Adaar: They are men and women of every race from all walks of life, dedicated to improving not only themselves but society as a whole. True they do so by converting everyone else, but still. 

Blackwall: Hmm. Never saw it that way before.

Adaar: Are there any Tal'Vasoth in the Wardens?

Blackwall: None that I know of. I imagine the records in Weisshaupt could tell you, but otherwise I am uncertain.

Adaar: A pity. I know many Tal'Vasoth who could better spend their days fighting for a good cause than simple coin.

Blackwall: Why didn't you join up then? I mean, before the big hole in the sky?

Adaar: Before I became the Inquisitor, I had never imagined I would become any other than what I was. I was Tal'Vasoth. Now I am the Inquisitor. But perhaps when this is over and I still live, I may join them. It would be one for the history books at least.

[The Ascendant]

Adaar: I understand you knew the Hero of Ferelden (Male Dwarf Noble)

Leliana: Oh yes. Thorin Aeducan the exiled prince. We had many interesting adventures together. He and Morrigan were an adorable couple.

Adaar: What was he like?

Leliana: Stern when he had to be. Pragmatic a great deal. Funny sometimes. Prided himself on his beard.

Adaar: His beard?

Leliana: It was a Dwarf thing. Never let anyone cut it. He always washed it though.

Adaar: How did he survive killing the Archdemon?

Leliana; I never did find out.

******************************

Adaar: I heard to travelled with a Qunari in your adventures.

Leliana: Oh yes. Sten of the Beresad. 

Adaar: Did you say Sten?

Leliana: Yes did you know him?

Adaar: Was he about my height? Purple eyes, no horns and bronze skin?

Leliana: Exactly why do you ask?

Adaar: I think you fought alongside the current Arishok of the Qunari.

Leliana: Meaning?

Adaar: I hope he goes easy on us when the antaam comes.

********************************

Adaar: I must admit, you've done amazing things Leliana. Bard of Orlais, Hero of the Blight, Left Hand of the Divine... I feel honored that you joined the Inquisition.

Leliana; Thank you Adaar. I've must confess, you really are the hero that the world may not have expected, but it's fortunate to have you.

(I imagine my Qunari Inquisitor will get along with Leliana)

[DeityDi]

This reminded me of something I'd love to see acknowledged if you've rolled a Mage trifecta thus far.

 

Cassandra: Penny for your thoughts, Varric?

Varric: Huh, oh it's nothing, I was just thinking about the Warden, Hawke and the Inquisitor...

Cassandra: What about them?

Varric: Well, I just wondered wondered what the Chantry's official stance on them is, as mages I mean? I mean, if "Magic exists to serve man", doesn't it seem idiotic to lock them up or fight them, when they seem to be the only ones capable of doing anything these days?

"I'd pay to see that!"

 

But seriously, I will be very dissapointed if no one will say something like that in DAI, if all of them are mages.

[JBONE271983_Tacolover]

Varric/Sera *Male Inquisitor*

 

Varric: So Sera, why is it you aren't throwing yourself at the Inquisitor? Everyone else seems to be

 

Sera: Varric, I thought you knew...He's not my type

 

Varric: Not your type? That's nug-crap, he's a handsome and a charming man to boot, how couldn't he be your type?!

 

Sera: Varric...He...lacks something that I really like...something big...

 

Varric: Oh that?! Well, not everyone can be as virile as me but doesn't mean you shouldn't give him a chance

 

Sera: Varric! He isn't a she! I only like women!

 

Varric: Oh, ok...Well you should of just said that in the first place girl

 

Sera: 

Sera:  So, we know why I'm not throwing myself at the boss, why aren't you?

 

Varric:  What makes you think he's my type?

 

Sera:  he's a handsome and a charming man to boot, how couldn't he be your type?!  Sounds like you have a crush on him.

 

Varric:  I'm going to need to be a lot drunker before I tell you that Goldie.

 

Sera:  (hands him a mug of ale) Drink up.

[Al Foley]

Sera:  So, we know why I'm not throwing myself at the boss, why aren't you?

 

Varric:  What makes you think he's my type?

 

Sera:  he's a handsome and a charming man to boot, how couldn't he be your type?!  Sounds like you have a crush on him.

 

Varric:  I'm going to need to be a lot drunker before I tell you that Goldie.

 

Sera:  (hands him a mug of ale) Drink up.

Varric:  Uh...where did you get that? 

 

Sera: Don't ask. 

 

Varric:  Then why would I drink it? 

 

Sera: So you can get drunk and spill all your secrets.  muhahaha

[sky_captain]

Human Trevelyan Mage at the war man with his advisors and a few companions.

 

Cassandra: So it is imperative that we take this fortress as soon as possible.

 

Cullen: That won't be easy Ma'am it is well fortified with a good source of fresh water and food, taking it may be a lengthy process.

 

Cassandra: (Loudly) We don't have time for a "lengthy process," (Draws knife, starts to stab the map, Varric reaches up and grabs her arm."

 

Varric: Now, Now, Seeker. We have more maps on order but they haven't arrived yet, that one has to last us a week, (Cassandra glares at Varric but sheathes her knife."

 

INQ: I need opinions people

 

Cullen: We deploy our army, the ground is suitable for siege towers and ladders, it will be costly but we do posses the strength for an all out assault. it should give us the base in a matter of days.

 

Josephine: With all due respect as you say an assault would be a costly affair, respectfully Inquisitor, let me send an envoy, as my esteemed colleague has pointed out we have the strength to take the fortress and they know it, they may be able to see reason. I see no need to unnecessarily shed our mens blood, or theirs for that matter.

 

Leliana: No good they would never yield to the Inquisition, allow me Herald, to send in my people. We can cut them off from food, poison their water supply, this will weaken them. Also the Avars are know for constructing hidden passageways in their fortresses, this will allow you to infiltrate with a team and a small group of soldiers.

 

 

INQ: I believe that there is one plan that you all have overlooked, (he says stroking his chin, all advisors sigh, Cassandra face palms, while Varric watches intently.)

INQ: I promise you that it isn't the same plan as last time, it's completely different, (the advisors regain their composure, Cassandra still face palming,) Ok so what we need to do is build a giant wooden nug, (Cassandra interrupts)

 

Cassandra: (Sharply) And how precisely is this different from your last plan?

 

INQ: Easy, last time would have been a wooden badger.

 

Cassandra: and the time before then?

 

INQ: A rabbit.

 

Cassandra: and let me guess the next plan you come up with will require a wooden horse,

 

INQ: I like the way you think Cass

 

Varric: It would make for on hell of a story.

[Wolfen09]

and here i thought you were going the companion tossing route

[Bors the Dwarf]

These are party reactions when the inquisitor falls in battle:

 

Blackwall: "Our leader has fallen!"

Blackwall (romanced): "No! Don't be dead!"

 

Cassandra: "The inquisitor is down! We must help him/her!"

Cassandra (romanced): Please don't die, the breach will not close without you!"

 

Cole: "O no, where am i suppose to go now?!"

 

Dorian: "Inquisitor! Get up! There is no fun without you!"

Dorian (romanced): "I will not allow you to be slain!"

 

Iron Bull: "Aw crap! The inquisitor has gone soft again!"

Iron Bull: "Come on, Inquisitor! Who is supposed to ride me afterwards?"

 

Sera: "Inquisitor! We must help him/her!"

Sera (romanced):No! I don't want to lose a loved one again!"

 

Solas: "Don't fall asleep! That's my task!"

Solas (romanced): "I will join you in the fade if I fall!"

 

Varric: "Inquisitor! Hang in there, Bianca has got your back!"

 

Vivienne: "O no! Who is gonna play politics now with the empress?"

[BraveVesperia]

Solas (romanced): "I will join you in the fade if I fall!"

Nice! I especially like this one, it's really sweet.