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[Warden Commander Aeducan]

I'm hoping to have a 'vitriolic best buds' type of relationship between Cassandra and Ragequisitor. They don't really like each other but they work well together. Cassandra gets angry quickly and easily, but it doesn't last long and she lets it go. Ragequisitor gets angry, strays angry and holds a grudge for a long time. Hot and cold, basically.

So...it's basically love and hate relationship. They don't like each other but they still need one another. I really enjoy your Cassandra and Ragequisitor's banter it's just getting more interesting.

[Basement Cat]

So...it's basically love and hate relationship. They don't like each other but they still need one another. I really enjoy your Cassandra and Ragequisitor's banter it's just getting more interesting.

Truer than you think. My head cannon is that Ragequisitor will fall in love with Cassandra, but alas that love cannot be requited. It won't help her mood one bit.

And thank you. I enjoy writing them

 

I'm going to write a full fanfic about their adventures once I get the game and get a better idea of Cassandra's character.

[Wolfen09]

Sera:  How the hell is he still alive?

 

Iron Bull:  I dont know, but its damn impressive.

 

Varric:  Gotta say his constitution is otherworldly.

 

Cassandra:  What are you talking about?

 

Varric:  The inquisitor of course, he just drank 2 full barrels of whiskey and is still alive, you'd think he would have passed out ages ago.

 

Iron Bull:  Or succumbed to alcohol poisoning...

 

Sera:  Anyone wanna bet if he makes it through the 3rd barrel?

 

Iron Bull:  Im in.

 

Varric:  3 sovereigns says he cant even find the 3rd barrel.

 

Cassandra:  DONT MAKE BETS WITH OUR WAR FUNDS!

[Basement Cat]

More Ragequisitor! and coffee...

 

Cassandra: *pours a cup of coffee, adds sugar*

 

Ragequisitor: What's this? You put sugar in your coffee?

 

Cassandra: I like it better this way.

 

Ragequisitor: But then you rob the coffee of its true taste.

 

Cassandra: *suspicious eyebrow* I know what coffee tastes like. I prefer it with sugar. That's all.

 

Ragequisitor: So, if the true essence is unpleasant, you put sugar in it to make it more palatable?

 

Cassandra: *catching on* Sometimes the truth is too harsh. It is best to add a little sweetness to avoid it getting rejected out of hand.

 

Ragequisitor: Someone has to accept the truth as it is, no matter how bitter and unpleasant, or else it gets lost.

 

Cassandra: You are the Inquisitor. That is your job.

 

Ragequisitor: I thought it was yours. What with being a Seeker of Truth and all that.

 

Cassandra: Does that mean you are forbidding me from putting sugar in my coffee?

 

Ragequisitor: If the alternative is having you throw said coffee in my face... No.

 

Cassandra: Good *takes a sip*

 

Ragequisitor and Cassandra: *small laugh*

 

Sera: What the Fade was that? They didn't even shout!

 

Varric: Well, that's another bet lost.

 

Josephine: Be quiet and eat your breakfast. *does just that*

[DRTJR]

Varric: I still can't believe it.

Solas: What can you not believe.

Varric: You cleaned us out, and you said you never played before.

Solas: You gave me that booklet on the rule of "Diamond Back."

Varric: You out played Cass, Cole, and me.

Solas: I was unaware Cole was one of the better players.

Varric: Ya, the guy has no tells, period.

Solas: huh, these "tells" were not in the booklet.

Varric: I miss Anders and Hawke's Mabari.

[JAZZ_LEG3ND]

Varric: I still can't believe it.

Solas: What can you not believe.

Varric: You cleaned us out, and you said you never played before.

Solas: You gave me that booklet on the rule of "Diamond Back."

Varric: You out played Cass, Cole, and me.

Solas: I was unaware Cole was one of the better players.

Varric: Ya, the guy has no tells, period.

Solas: huh, these "tells" were not in the booklet.

Varric: I miss Anders and Hawke's Mabari.

Your avatar... I read Varric with Zaeed's voice in my head.

...worked out well, actually.

[Basement Cat]

Ragequisitor! time.

 

*going through the armory*

 

Ragequisitor: Wow. That's an impressive pile of junk.

 

Cullen: Those weapons and armor are not in the best condition, but they will do for the time being.

 

Ragequisitor: Are you serious? Look at this! This mail is rusted through! It will barely stop bugs, if that!

 

Cassandra: *picking up a sword* Crooked and dull. Might as well use it as a bludgeon.

 

Cullen: *exasperated* Look, this is the best we can do at the moment. We don't have the funds to...

 

Ragequisitor: So you thought to spend what little we have on useless trash. Brilliant!

 

Cullen: Our men need something to fight with. This is the best we could do at the moment.

 

Cassandra: We will need to do something about that. Perhaps we could find a competent smith to fix these.

 

Ragequisitor: That's going to take too long. I say we go bandit hunting and take their stuff. It's bound to be better than whatever we have here.

 

Cassandra: Assuming you can find any bandits, and they are not too far, and their numbers are not too high...

 

Ragequisitor: *gets in Cassandra's face* Hiring a smith costs money! A good smith is going to cost a lot of money, which we don't have! Not to mention how long it takes to fix armor!

 

Cassandra: *shouting* Better that than to go on a fool's errand! We cannot afford to take unnecessary risks!

 

Ragequisitor: *still shouting* We can't afford a smith either! 

 

Cullen: Ladies? If I may?

 

*both turn to look at him*

 

Cullen: I have had some reports that a nearby village was being harassed by marauders. It's a large enough village that they are likely to have a smith. We could offer them protection in exchange for his services, and we could salvage some equipment from the bandits.

 

*long silence. Ragequisitor and Cassandra glare at each other*

 

Ragequisitor: That works for me.

 

Cassandra: That is acceptable.

 

*both walk out*

 

Cullen: *sigh of relief* Thank you, ladies.

 

Leliana: Anytime.

 

Josephine: You are quite welcome, Captain.

[Wolfen09]

Cassandra:  Is the inquisitor awake yet?

 

Sera:  Pretty sure i saw him walking around outside, he didnt look too good.

 

Varric:  After last night, who would?  Plus the bastard cost me 3 sovereigns.

 

Sera:  I told you Varric, always bet on the elf.

 

*Cassandra walks out into courtyard*

 

Cassandra:  There you are.  Now get inside, its time for our strategy meeting.

 

Inquisitor:  Ughh.... could you keep it down beautiful, i swear my head feels like it has its own breach.

 

Cassandra:  *blushing**louder*  Ahem, maybe you should have thought about that before you went on your exalted march against alcohol last night.

 

Inquisitor:  I know, i know.... but it was fun.... Plus i also saw you having fun in the tavern too.  Its good to know that we can set down our burdens from time to time to enjoy the lives we have.

 

Cassandra:  You tend to set down your burdens entirely too often it seems.

 

Inquisitor:  Well, nobody is perfect.

[GenericEnemy]

Not really party banter, but just been picturing friendly bromance dialogue between Varric and sarcastic Hawke in a party banterish way. Because I just love thinking about what these two would have to say to eachother now. 

 

Hawke: So...the Inquisitor.

 

Varric: That's the Herald of Andraste to you, Hawke. Learn some respect. 

 

Hawke: Only if you start calling me Champion of Kirkwall. 

 

Varric: Ah, but you see, Hawke, we just killed some people, and you got all the credit. The Herald of Andraste, meanwhile, has an army, and can expel demons with her mind. I think she one-ups you.

 

Hawke: Well, now I just feel replaced. 

 

Varric: Someone had to steal your spot while you were...whatever it was you were doing.

 

Hawke: Well, if the Herald of Andraste is so great...are you at least going to give her a go, then?

 

Varric: A go?

 

Hawke: You shut me down, after all. I'm not so greedy I'd wish everyone be deprived of you. Well, unless...

 

Varric: You know my heart will always belong to Bianca, Hawke.

 

Hawke: Varric. Bianca is a crossbow. 

 

Varric: Pah! If you were anyone else, Bianca would spill your guts right now for that offense.

 

Hawke: And she's excessively violent! 

 

Varric: Hey - so are we, if you haven't forgotten.

 

Hawke: Not the point, Varric. The Herald of Andraste is fairly good looking, I suppose. Why not at least - 

 

Varric: Inquisitor, help me. 

 

Inquisitor: Hmm...actually, it'd be more entertaining if I didn't. What about it, Varric? 

 

Hawke: Hah!

 

Varric: Damn it, women. 

[Wynnen]

Cass: Are all there frills really necessary?

 

Josie: It’s not so bad

 

Sera: Not so bad? NOT SO BAD? I can’t f*cking breath

 

Vivi: Darling that’s latest Orlesian fashion. Far cry from the rags you usually parade in.

 

Sera: Rags? They’re not rags. And they’re comfortable.

 

Vivi: Darling those things you call clothes are barely even rags. Now I think the red dress would fit our seeker better, wouldn’t it Josephine?

 

Sera: *spluttering and being ignored*

 

Josie: It would not be as grim as this black one yes.

 

Vivi: That’s decided then. That means a change of shoes too. Hmmm… *wander through the tracks of outfits

 

Cass: *groan* Maker why me?

 

Josie: *smiles* It is just one ball

 

Cass: This is third ball we have had to go this month * very annoyed dry tone*

 

Josie: *sigh* And it will be last one… for now

 

Cass: *muttering lowly* I’m going to be out of keep for that next one

 

Vivi: *Bringing red dress and matching shoes* Now out of that and try this on *hands Cassandra the dress*

 

Cass: *resigned sigh*

[Ignasious]

All of this...is comedy gold 

As a long time forum lurker, I guess I should give it a shot myself

 

Iron Bull: So, boy...You're a spirit? Or a demon?

 

Cole: I...I think I am a spirit, in the body of a mage. I hope that is a satisfactory answear for you?

 

IB: Hnnngh. As long as you don't try and jump into my body, we will be fine.

 

Cole: This body is just fine for me. I have no desire to change.

 

IB: Realy? Not even when you have my exelent body right here? *laughs*  Either you don't know what you are missing, or you are happy eanough giving Vivienne a heart attack each time she sees your hair.

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Varric: Hey, Ghost boy. Your body used to belong to a mage, right?

 

Cole: That is correct.

 

Varric: And do you got a grudge against the Templars?

 

Cole: A grudge would be a bad way to put it. They have performed many cruel actions however.

 

Varric: And, you don't much care for your apperance?

 

Cole: I-...Pardon?

 

Varric: Just trying to see if there is a pattern here.

 

Cole: A pattern? With what?

 

Varric: Nothing, nothing...but I will keep an eye on you if we ever meet up with a Grand Cleric.

[Basement Cat]

From the Josie thread:

 

*Inquisitrix returning from a long journey through the swamps*

 

Josephine: Welcome back! I trust everything went well?

 

Inquisitrix: Oh, a few skeletons, some demons and a pack of Tevinter blood mages. Nothing out of the ordinary.

 

Josephine: Dear me, you look a sight. The smell is none too pleasant either.

 

Inquisitrix: *suspicious* Well! That is uncharacteristically blunt for you.

 

Josephine: This needs to be remedied at once! I shall arrange for a bath to be prepared for you.

 

Inquisitrix: *smirk* I sense an ulterior motive.

 

Josephine: Nonsense. Off you go now.

 

Inquisitrix: I will probably need a nap too afterwards.

 

Josephine: *impish smile* Yes you will.

[Wynnen]

It seems I need to be tired more often if it means I get these party banter ideas 

 

 

 

F!human mage inq, Varric,

 

Varric: So your from Free marches?

 

Inq: *Wary* Yes

 

Varric: You never been to Kirkwall have you?

 

Inq: I have not

 

Varric: You have any relatives there?

 

Inq: Not that I know of

 

Varric: Not even a distant ones?

 

Inq: Most of the nobles in Free Marches are somehow related. Either it is cousins half brother's sister's niece's aunt or uncle's sisterinlaws cousins grandaughters neigborhoud or the like however...

 

Varric: So you could have some relatives in Kirkwall?

 

Inq: I already said not close enough for me to know about it

 

Varric: Not even little?

 

Inq: *sigh* Varric. Why all the questions? What do you want to know?

 

Varric: Just trying to find out if you are related to Amell family anyway

 

Inq: Amells? Why?

 

Varric: Well both hero of Ferelden and Champion of Kirkwall were Amells. Would not suprise me if you'd continue the trend

 

Inq: Continue the trend? Do I want to know?

 

Varric: Well you'd be third mage from that lineage to be able to be the one to get job done when everything goes to h*ll and the whole World sits there tumbling fingers

 

Inq: I'm pretty sure I'm not

 

Varric: *sigh* Shame that would have been quite a story

[The Ascendant]

Varric and Adaar.

Varric: So, you're Qunari?

Adaar: Did the horns give me away?

Varric: A little.

Adaar: Hah. Not really. I am Tal'Vasoth.

Varric: What's the difference?

Adaar: We are outcasts. We may look Qunari but we are not them. A bit like you. You look like a Dwarf but you're a casteless surfacer.

Varric: An interesting analogy.

Adaar: Why don't you have a beard? All the dwarves I've seen have had beards.

Varric: You couldn't tell? It fell into my chest.

[The Ascendant]

More Varric and Adaar.

Varric: What's with the horns.

Adaar: The other races got all the others. Elves took the long pointy ears and big eyes. Humans took normalcy. Dwarves took facial hair and a short stature. How else could we compete with the other races?

Varric: Never mind the fact you're a giant. Do all Qunari have them?

Adaar: A few are born without them. It's a fluke like red heads. They are considered special and culturally, having no horns means you are scary or intimidating. Some Tal'Vasoth cut their horns off for this reason. And it's why the Saarebas have none.

Varric: Doesn't that hurt. Aren't they made of bone?

Adaar: Not really. It's like cutting your nails. It doesn't hurt, from what other Tal'Vasoth I've met.

Varric; Would you cut yours off?

Adaar: Would you shave your chest?

Varric: Point taken.

[Ignasious]

Seems that some people actualy liked the stuff I wrote...YAY! 

 

Sera: *snickers*

 

Varric: I take it you found it amusing Magpie?

 

Sera: This is some great stuff Varric! No wonder the Inquisitor wanted you to join up. This stuff is hilarious!

 

Inquisitor: What are you two talking about?

 

Sera: I'm uuhh...Reading one of Varrics...previews...yeah, previews.

 

Inquisitor: What is it a preview for?

 

Varric:  No need to cover up for me Magpie. It's my latest work, "Held in Skyhold: Hard Embrace". It's a...romantic view of our daily lives. Might help warm us up for the less fancy folks.

 

Sera: *whispering* Arn't you going to mention the part where Viv an-

 

Varric: Shhh! *whispering* I'll leave the friend fiction part as a suprise till if they actualy read it.

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Sera: Soooo...how much did that dress cost you, "Madame de Fer"?

 

Vivienne: This? Oh, this dress cost me a a few dussin sovereigns, and was made by one of the finest tailorers in-

 

Sera: Okay, okay, you told me what I wanted to know.

 

Vivienne: ...Is something the matter, dear?

 

Sera: Oooh, nothing...but, did you know, that for the same price as that dress, a poor family could be fed for months?

 

Vivienne: My dear, if you feel jealousy, all you need to do is ask, and I am certain that I can arrange for a new wardrobe for you.

 

Sera: Pfft! Me, jealous? I ain't the one trying to woo the Iron Bull, by wearing that ugly hat.

[Mike X713]

This is my first ever. it's not really banter but it's something that I think could happen.

(early in the morning after sunrise.) 

 

Inquisitor- Cole what is the rule?

 

Cole- I can watch you sleep but leave before sunrise.

 

Inquisitor- then why are you still here?

 

Cole- Sera stole the key to my room and locked me out.

 

Inquisitor- That... is a better answer than I expected. fine you can stay just stay five feet at all times.

 

Cole- thank you. 

[Basement Cat]

Ragequisitor VS Cassandra!

 

Ragequisitor: Let me see if I got this right: You come from a family of dragon slayers.

 

Cassandra: Yes.

 

Ragequisitor: You have killed dragons before.

 

Cassandra: Yes.

 

Ragequisitor: Then why in blazes did you have us avoid that big lizard back there?

 

Cassandra: We have more pressing matters at hand. Red Templars have been active in this area. This threat must be dealt with.

 

Ragequisitor: The dragon seems to be the bigger threat.

 

Cassandra: It's just an animal. The Red Templars are actively targeting villagers.

 

Ragequisitor: The dragon is still the bigger threat.

 

Cassandra: You are just mad because you got thrown into the dirt after it spooked your horse. Worry about your bruised ego later.

 

Ragequisitor: I hate when you're the reasonable one. It drives me crazy.

 

Cassandra: It's a short drive.

 

Varric: Point goes to the Seeker.

[Wolfen09]

Cassandra:  And that's your field report?

 

Inquisitor:  Yep

 

Cassandra:  Let me get this straight.  You were taking a trip to the South Brecilian Forest to rescue some of our soldiers, got lost and wound up west of minrathous where you fought and killed 5 pride demons, 3 hunger demons, a rage demon, and an overweight civilian who was dressed like a desire demon.

 

Inquisitor:  Yep

 

Cassandra:  Do you really expect me to believe this nonsense?!

 

Inquisitor:  All right all right, you caught me.... it was actually 2 rage demons.

 

Cassandra:  UGHRRRRRRR!!!!!!!

 

*in the background*

 

Sera:  How did you wind up west of minrathous?

 

Bull:  We didnt, we never got lost in the first place.

 

Sera:  What?

 

Varric:  Yep, we actually completed our mission this time...  The inquisitor just wanted to get the seeker all riled up.

 

Sera:  and the civillian dressed as a demon?

 

Varric:  Would I lie about something like that?

 

Bull:  There's some sick people out there.

[Wolfen09]

Cassandra:  And that's your field report?

 

Inquisitor:  Yep

 

Cassandra:  So this time you just happened to be scouting the northern half of the western approach, and just happened upon a downed dwarven caravan in the middle of the desert.  You and the others approached them to see if you could help and wound up getting ambushed by the carta.  Did it ever occur to you that dwarves wandering the desert is not normal under any circumstance?

 

Inquisitor:  No, there could have been a deep roads entrance close by, you never know with those dwarves.

 

Cassandra:  Continuing, and you "beat the crap out of them and stole their booze."  Then proceeded to get drunk, wander off and find said deep roads entrance into which you fell down into and hit your head.

 

Inquisitor:  Funny, I dont remember that part.

 

Varric:  Of course you didnt, you were unconscious for half a day, besides im the one who writes all these things anyway.

 

Cassandra:  Really?  So the part about the inquisitor dancing on top of paragon valzammar's statue was true as well?  *Glaring at Varric*

 

Inquisitor:  Hmmm.... ah! you mean the statue of the big beard guy, yeah thats true....  he really looked sad, so i thought i would cheer him up.

 

Cassandra:  ........................I...........I really have nothing to say to that.

 

Sera:  *whispers to varric* please tell me he's still drunk...

 

Varric:  Either that or that blow to the head really threw him for a loop.  I just thought it was an elf thing.

 

Sera:  Well, solas and the inquisitor are "special" even among the elves.

 

Varric:  Send your race my condolences.

[Wolfen09]

Cassandra:  Ok, this one im definitely not believing!

 

Inquisitor:  What did you write in our field report varric?

 

Varric:  I can assure you seeker everything in there is 100% true.

 

Cassandra:  Dont feed me that bullsh*t varric, there's no way that any of this could possibly have happened.

 

Sera:  Oh this i have got to hear.

 

Inquisitor:  Well, go ahead and read it beautiful, we cant confirm it if we dont know what varric wrote.

 

Cassandra:  Fine, you took a few of our men to visit empress celene in val royeaux to garner some more support for our cause.  Then after having afternoon tea with her, you signed an agreement in which she promised aid.  After which you thanked her politely and returned to skyhold without incident.

 

Inquisitor:  Yep, thats about it....

 

Sera:  Well that's boring.

 

Cassandra:  And that's why none of this can be true!  It's too straightforward, you never do anything like this.  You always get into some kind of trouble.

 

Inquisitor:  *whispers to Varric*  Good idea leaving out the part about demonic bikini chain mail clad darkspawn that tried to attack us.

 

Varric:  I just thought she would never believe that someone would actually wear that thing.

 

Inquisitor:  Leave to the darkspawn to be at the height of fashion.

[XMissWooX]

Inquisitor: "Hmm..."
Iron Bull: "Try putting you foot there- no, there!"
Sera: "Lift your leg higher! Pretend you're trying to kick Bull in the face."
Iron Bull: "No, the other leg."
Sera: "That's it, a bit higher!"
Iron Bull: "Now twist your body round, right to the left!"
Sera: "No! Right!"
Inquisitor: "Right?"
Iron Bull: "No, the *other* right."
Sera: "You're almost there, just a bit farther."
Cassandra: What are you two howling about? I could hear you from the other side of the keep."
Inquisitor: "HOW IN THE MAKER'S NAME AM I SUPPOSED TO MOUNT THIS BLIGHTED CREATURE???"
Cassandra: "Inquisitor... You are supposed to be facing the *front* end of the animal, not the rear..."
Sera: "... Well we told you that you were doing it wrong."
Iron Bull "Woman's clearly intoxicated-"
Inquisitor: "That's it, I'm sticking with the horse."
Cassandra: "... Would someone fetch the Stablemaster?"



Varric: "Ooh, bad luck Kid. You owe me five sovereigns."
Cole: "Sh*t!"
Inquisitor: "Who taught you that sort of language!?"
Cole/Varric/Inquisitor: "Iron Bull."



(And this one kind of bends the rules - with all the discussion about combat difficulty, I couldn't help but wonder - what do enemies do when they're waiting for you to trigger combat?)

Bandit Leader: "Right men, the Protagonist is going to come up this path any second now. Remember, this fight is in a Level 4 area, so it has to be real easy - I don't want *anyone* coming *anywhere close* to killing them! Understand?"
Mook132: "Right Boss. So what's the plan?"
Bandit Leader: "Mook 132 - I want you to go stand over there, right next to that trap."
Mook 132: "Got it Boss."
Bandit Leader: "Mooks 143 and 144 - I want you mages to stand right on the front lines. Don't attempt to retreat, under any circumstances."
Mook 143: "Sure thing Boss."
Mook: 144: "As you say."
Bandit Leader: "Mook 129 - I want you to find the biggest obstacle in the map and put it between your bow and your target."
Mook 129: "Aye."
Bandit Leader: "Everyone got that? Good. Only an idiot could lose this fight."

[Freedheart]

Cut to my house: "Why is this fight soooo hard!  Ugh, where's my prima guide." 

[Mike X713]

The Inquisitor, Varric, Solas, and Cassandra leaving a meeting with several Dalish clans.

 

Inquisitor- that seemed to go well.

 

Solas- yes much better than I thought going in.

 

Varric- just wait for it.

 

Inquisitor- No! no one say anything negative, I want one day where nothing bad happens.

 

Varric- just wait...

 

Cassandra- shut it Varric! I am with the Inquisitor on this one.

 

Varric- Just... (a massive explosion occurs near the Dalish meeting place.)

 

Inquisitor and Cassandra- Varric!