You can leave to fight the templars? And they gave runes? What???
There's a bunch of veilfire things around the temple which you can activate but will only be able to read the full codex if Inky drinks from the well. And you can kill all the Templers and then wander into the Well room from the wrong door (I assume the one you would've used if you'd attacked the elves).
I don't understand what just happened.
It's... Well you really don't want to know.
Those are three of the multiplayer characters. They tend to hang around chatting in little groups.
The guy in ancient elf armor is Cillian, who also has a war table mission. He's the Arcane Warrior in DAMP. [snickers childishly] His beginning armor is not only thigh-riffic but he's wearing a thong over it. Not that I, er, noticed or anything.
Don't fret, the smart kids explained it already.It's... Well you really don't want to know.
Don't fret, the smart kids explained it already.
...meaning I'm dumb.
If being dumb is related to not knowing every pieces of cultural knowledge that exists all over the world, then I guess we all are!
If being dumb is related to not knowing every pieces of cultural knowledge that exists all over the world, then I guess we all are!
... My husband calls Solas' outfit at the very start of the game his "Tingle outfit".
This is Tingle (from The Legend of Zelda):
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And the first words out of his mouth when he saw Solas during the prologue were "big eared bastard." How do I stop the weird jealousy, guys. How. (Obv. me not obsessing over Solas is not an option ^__^). Despite this, he's been taking Solas everywhere on his play through, so I KNOW HE LIKES HIS CHARACTER TOO so there.
In my limited understanding, it can be a way for the males of species to show affection to one another... By calling each other the most insulting names possible.
Yes.
Me: Husband, look at my elf! Look at her armor! Her butt!
Husband: I don't know how I'm supposed to react right now.
Me: Look.
Husband: Yes, yes. It's a nice elf. . . .Good job?
Yes. The husbands of female gamers are a most put upon species... Why can't we like football, eh?
Oh wait, isn't that what we're talking about?
Yeah, I realized after I said that! I really like it on him. *shrug* I like that one with the fur collar too though. 
It's more red than orange in my game for some reason. I just like the way he looks in it, I guess.
In my limited understanding, it can be a way for the males of species to show affection to one another... By calling each other the most insulting names possible.
I do this very thing and call him potato head, egghead, Fenhead... it's terms of endearment, lol. Admittedly it was partly a reaction to how popular he was initially, because I just didn't see why at first, lol. That's just how guys react to that. But when I grew to like him, it was less from confused (and odd) jealousy and just my little nicknames for the badass Merlin of mine that drops fireballs on my enemies. Rock on little moonhead.
I was trying to be funny and/or sarcastic then I decided to qualify before someone took it wrong.
Yes. The husbands of female gamers are a most put upon species... Why can't we like football, eh?
Don't fret, the smart kids explained it already.
...meaning I'm dumb.
No, meaning FOOTBALL IS DUMB!
Like totally dumb, like sooooooooo dumb it doesn't even know it's dumb!
I really needed to get that off my chest. I loath football...
No, meaning FOOTBALL IS DUMB!
Like totally dumb, like sooooooooo dumb it doesn't even know it's dumb!
I really needed to get that off my chest. I loath football...
Can confirm.In my limited understanding, it can be a way for the males of species to show affection to one another... By calling each other the most insulting names possible.
Alright then, I should check my empathy levels a tad lower, and my sarcastic ones a bit higher.
You better. 
No, meaning FOOTBALL IS DUMB!
Like totally dumb, like sooooooooo dumb it doesn't even know it's dumb!
I really needed to get that off my chest. I loath football...
Husband is not from America, so he totally doesn't "get" foosball. He tried valiantly for my dad. It was a good try.
He is also "whatever" about about football. During the World Cup he would root for whatever team was against the one I was cheering for--it was a dark time. I put shirtless Tim Howard wallpaper all over his computer as revenge.
And while you boys bicker over fooseball, some of us will be observing in appropriate lounge attire. We all have our challenges, but we can take time to dress appropriately for the situation. Morrigan has lessons yet to learn.
And while you boys bicker over fooseball, some of us will be observing in appropriate lounge attire. We all have our challenges, but we can take time to dress appropriately for the situation. Morrigan has lessons yet to learn.
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Oh wow!
And while you boys bicker over fooseball, some of us will be observing in appropriate lounge attire. We all have our challenges, but we can take time to dress appropriately for the situation. Morrigan has lessons yet to learn.
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I think I need to rename myself to Barfrrigan.
You better.
Yeah, but one doesn't turn that empathy down easily. Actually, it's not really possible, which can be quite exhausting sometimes.
As for the sarcasm part, so far still adjusting to the people around here, and defining which levels are in the spectrum of civility. But maybe in time I'll unleash the sarcasm well, if I'm comfortable enough, hoping it won't be too mean ;D
While I was stalking Dalish keeper, I came across this interesting discussion. Apparently between a traditional elf (the woman) and Andrastian elf about the Temple of Mythal.
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Heyyy, I caught part of that conversation as I was running to the pub. I hesitated, ran a little circle around them, was confused by the ancient elf armour and then decided the pub took precedence. The pub!
Am I the only one who wanted a get-real-drunk-at-the-pub option in this game? Like Fable. And Red Dead Redemption.
I ended up losing her when I wandered off to find veilfire runes and fight Red Templers. So towards the end of the quest I had Solas yelling that the elves couldn't hold out much longer and I was just 'no, sweetie, we cleared those rooms. The elves are standing around reading magazines now.'
FOR ****'S SAKE. I did not even realize you could wander away from her. I was so scared that she'd attack or something, and it would ruin the little alliance with the ancient elves, so I stuck to her like glue, while covertly trying to take screens of the temple to gaze at later. This is so depressing, especially on my completionist PT. And I drank from the well. What a failure. T_T
I do this very thing and call him potato head, egghead, Fenhead... it's terms of endearment, lol. Admittedly it was partly a reaction to how popular he was initially, because I just didn't see why at first, lol. That's just how guys react to that. But when I grew to like him, it was less from confused (and odd) jealousy and just my little nicknames for the badass Merlin of mine that drops fireballs on my enemies. Rock on little moonhead.
I could believe this was the case with my husband, if I weren't painfully aware of his discomfort with my little video game boyfriend crush. 
I legitimately don't know what to do about it. But it's obvious he likes the character, despite his lack of understanding my feels, so. *shrug*
Am I the only one who wanted a get-real-drunk-at-the-pub option in this game? Like Fable. And Red Dead Redemption.
Nope! Me too! I was kind of disappointed that the wicked grace scene didn't end up in collective drunkenness.
I gave American football a solid try too. I have an uncle that supports the cowboys so I went for the redskins, but it's just so boring.Husband is not from America, so he totally doesn't "get" foosball. He tried valiantly for my dad. It was a good try.
He is also "whatever" about about football. During the World Cup he would root for whatever team was against the one I was cheering for--it was a dark time. I put shirtless Tim Howard wallpaper all over his computer as revenge.
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