forewarning: purple prose and too many exclamation points and also spoilers for gd everything ahoy. also DECEPTIVELY SHORT TITLE FOR A LONG AF POST. I'm putting this **** in a spoiler tag.
"Now, Gomez," you say. "IDGAF about your feels. Why don't you go write in your diary like the sad little nerd you are?" And to that I say,
Anywho and otherwhen, I am a huge geek and as such I am frequently overwhelmed with ~feelings~ for fictitious people/places/things. Nothing new, amigos. But Dragon Age is special because it's the only series I love everything about. Ain't a damn thing I look at and go, "yeeaahh I'm just gonna headcanon this **** out of existence." disclaimer: ok don't flay me i'm sure there's SOMETHING but. but.
Spoiler
I love that I can play a gay hero, or a woman, or a person who's not white and NOT feel like the setting is giving me the stink-eye. Do you have any idea how incredibly liberating that is? gd that's some real business right there. Hell, let's step out of the real world for a minute: you wanna subvert stereotypes, be a stealthy dwarven Lothario or a stalwart Dalish warrior? HAVE AT IT, FRIEND. You wanna be a human noble archer rather than classic sword and board?? GET IN LINE, BRO. Sebastian and Nate already beat you to iiiiitt yeeahh.
Even knowing as little as we do, I love the Avvar barbarians. They got tribal tattoos and mangy beards/dogs/children? Delicious lore give me more. I love how proud they are, their stubborn insistence on remaining apart from Ferelden proper (funny how errbody's all cool with humans doing this but when the elves give it a go AW HELL NAW). So yeah, Avvars are amazing and everybody should be jealous of their ability to fend off lice(?? ? do not actually think they manage to avoid the lice at all, honestly). UGH I LOVE THEM.
I love Nevarran culture - you know what Mortalitasi, DRAGON SLAYERS, the Pentaghasts and van Markhams all have in common (besides, uh, Nevarra)? They're all cool, that's what. Orlais is cool too omfg, "I have not ruled Orlais for twenty years with balls and banquets,biznatch." OH SNAP. Antiva giving zero fricks about your precious hereditary monarchy - honor and tradition and all that base sentimentality, they're just gonna assassinate those people mmkay?
And then Rivain shows up like some kinda hipster with their hedge witches and qunari emissaries and giving zero frickity fracks about the Maker.
And oh lawd let's talk about races. The Dalish experiencing lathbora viran as they struggle in vain to decipher the text on an ancient tablet, aching for something they never had. Tending halla, choosing not to eat so their clanmates don't go hungry, wondering if there's life outside their aravels and if it's any better than where they are now... proud and resolute and hopelessly lost in a world that was their own.
City elves living in squalor, wondering how they're going to feed and protect their families. Young elves gazing up at the sun through the leaves of the Vhenadahl - old elves resigned to their lot, too far beaten to dream of better things. Some embrace the Chantry as a much needed symbol of hope; others shun it as Shartan was shunned, angrily rejecting the institution responsible for the subjugation of their people.
Dwarven nobles, warriors, and craftsmen, products of a glorious culture and heritage, proud of their ability to endure where others would fall. Surface nations start whinging when there's a Blight - surely, were it not for the dwarves and their sacrifice, the humans and elves would've long ago succumbed to the darkspawn horde. They see the writing on the wall, but are far too proud to admit it.
And ohhh boy, the casteless. The nobles spit the word "malcontent" like a curse, but every duster knows that wearing your anger on your sleeve is often the only thing keeping you from plunging headlong into that hopeless pit known as despair. Better at survival than their ostensibly nobler cousins, the casteless won't go fast or easy. LIFE IN THE DWARF GHETTO IS NOT PLEASANT OK.
That's right y'all it's Qunari time. Remember Sten's epic line about the Antivan thief lady who came to steal ****?? You don't? Well here you go, amigo.
"It was her ignorance we pitied, not her mistake. She believed we hoarded things we cared for as her own people do. We were sorry for her, that she thought only some people were important."
WE WERE SORRY FOR HER. THAT SHE THOUGHT ONLY SOME PEOPLE WERE IMPORTANT.
FFS Sten almost made a convert outta me right then and there, gd.
Think about Viddathari elves, y'all. Unaccustomed to having a place in this world, a purpose, they flee to the Qun in desperation. Frequently more devout in their faith than their horned cousins, these converts are certain that through the Qun their people can be born anew.
OMFG and what about the humans that used to populate Par Vollen. Did the pre-Qunari qunari (or Kossith or wtfever) drive those humans out... and then those humans in turn overtook the elves..? It's like a succession of tall people bullying progressively shorter people. Dwarves are only immune bc they are BAWSS and also because they live underground.
WTF is a f'ex?! Are they the gnomes of Dragon Age? LIZARD PEOPLE?! Tell me your secrets.
Think about mages wielding magic. The fire just beneath the surface of their skin - warm and real and right, it lights them up from the inside and then it lights up everything. It's as easy as breathing, if more dangerous. The only thing really worrying is.. well, sometimes, between sleep and wakefulness... you can feel their fingers peeling the paper of your mind, layer by layer until all you are is laid bare.
THINK ABOUT TEMPLARS TRIPPING ON LYRIUM. Like a blind man seeing for the first time, this is what the world is and holy fricking cheeseballs isn't that a terrifying thought? There are spirits in the air you breathe and every moment you're not vigilant, a friend or lover could be lost forever... if only you had kept a closer eye on them, if only you were better. If you don't want it to happen again, you'd better go ahead and take another dose... and another, and another...
I love the thought of elf parents gazing lovingly at their child's big, bright eyes, their delicately tapered ears. And cute dwarf bbys - short and stout and proof that Orzammar still stands. UNF.
A dwarven mother, breathing heavily after several hours of harsh labor, her throat hoarse from shouting and body replete with exhaustion. She holds her half-human son in her arms for the first time, and thinks that he's not so different from any other babe...
The thought of a Dalish father holding his child in his arms - certain, his whole life, that only an elven babe should bring him happiness, but then his human daughter curls her tiny hand around his finger...
You want soul-crushing tragedy? Humor? Morally ambiguous characters with ~agendas~? Well you came to the right place, looney toon.
Even knowing as little as we do, I love the Avvar barbarians. They got tribal tattoos and mangy beards/dogs/children? Delicious lore give me more. I love how proud they are, their stubborn insistence on remaining apart from Ferelden proper (funny how errbody's all cool with humans doing this but when the elves give it a go AW HELL NAW). So yeah, Avvars are amazing and everybody should be jealous of their ability to fend off lice(?? ? do not actually think they manage to avoid the lice at all, honestly). UGH I LOVE THEM.
I love Nevarran culture - you know what Mortalitasi, DRAGON SLAYERS, the Pentaghasts and van Markhams all have in common (besides, uh, Nevarra)? They're all cool, that's what. Orlais is cool too omfg, "I have not ruled Orlais for twenty years with balls and banquets,
And then Rivain shows up like some kinda hipster with their hedge witches and qunari emissaries and giving zero frickity fracks about the Maker.
And oh lawd let's talk about races. The Dalish experiencing lathbora viran as they struggle in vain to decipher the text on an ancient tablet, aching for something they never had. Tending halla, choosing not to eat so their clanmates don't go hungry, wondering if there's life outside their aravels and if it's any better than where they are now... proud and resolute and hopelessly lost in a world that was their own.
City elves living in squalor, wondering how they're going to feed and protect their families. Young elves gazing up at the sun through the leaves of the Vhenadahl - old elves resigned to their lot, too far beaten to dream of better things. Some embrace the Chantry as a much needed symbol of hope; others shun it as Shartan was shunned, angrily rejecting the institution responsible for the subjugation of their people.
Dwarven nobles, warriors, and craftsmen, products of a glorious culture and heritage, proud of their ability to endure where others would fall. Surface nations start whinging when there's a Blight - surely, were it not for the dwarves and their sacrifice, the humans and elves would've long ago succumbed to the darkspawn horde. They see the writing on the wall, but are far too proud to admit it.
And ohhh boy, the casteless. The nobles spit the word "malcontent" like a curse, but every duster knows that wearing your anger on your sleeve is often the only thing keeping you from plunging headlong into that hopeless pit known as despair. Better at survival than their ostensibly nobler cousins, the casteless won't go fast or easy. LIFE IN THE DWARF GHETTO IS NOT PLEASANT OK.
That's right y'all it's Qunari time. Remember Sten's epic line about the Antivan thief lady who came to steal ****?? You don't? Well here you go, amigo.
"It was her ignorance we pitied, not her mistake. She believed we hoarded things we cared for as her own people do. We were sorry for her, that she thought only some people were important."
WE WERE SORRY FOR HER. THAT SHE THOUGHT ONLY SOME PEOPLE WERE IMPORTANT.
FFS Sten almost made a convert outta me right then and there, gd.
Think about Viddathari elves, y'all. Unaccustomed to having a place in this world, a purpose, they flee to the Qun in desperation. Frequently more devout in their faith than their horned cousins, these converts are certain that through the Qun their people can be born anew.
OMFG and what about the humans that used to populate Par Vollen. Did the pre-Qunari qunari (or Kossith or wtfever) drive those humans out... and then those humans in turn overtook the elves..? It's like a succession of tall people bullying progressively shorter people. Dwarves are only immune bc they are BAWSS and also because they live underground.
WTF is a f'ex?! Are they the gnomes of Dragon Age? LIZARD PEOPLE?! Tell me your secrets.
Think about mages wielding magic. The fire just beneath the surface of their skin - warm and real and right, it lights them up from the inside and then it lights up everything. It's as easy as breathing, if more dangerous. The only thing really worrying is.. well, sometimes, between sleep and wakefulness... you can feel their fingers peeling the paper of your mind, layer by layer until all you are is laid bare.
THINK ABOUT TEMPLARS TRIPPING ON LYRIUM. Like a blind man seeing for the first time, this is what the world is and holy fricking cheeseballs isn't that a terrifying thought? There are spirits in the air you breathe and every moment you're not vigilant, a friend or lover could be lost forever... if only you had kept a closer eye on them, if only you were better. If you don't want it to happen again, you'd better go ahead and take another dose... and another, and another...
I love the thought of elf parents gazing lovingly at their child's big, bright eyes, their delicately tapered ears. And cute dwarf bbys - short and stout and proof that Orzammar still stands. UNF.
A dwarven mother, breathing heavily after several hours of harsh labor, her throat hoarse from shouting and body replete with exhaustion. She holds her half-human son in her arms for the first time, and thinks that he's not so different from any other babe...
The thought of a Dalish father holding his child in his arms - certain, his whole life, that only an elven babe should bring him happiness, but then his human daughter curls her tiny hand around his finger...
You want soul-crushing tragedy? Humor? Morally ambiguous characters with ~agendas~? Well you came to the right place, looney toon.
tl;dr Dragon Age is a pretty cool guy. eh fights darkspawns and doesn't afraid of social commentary.
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You, OP.
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. I don't care what anyone says, I liked Duncan, I even bought a Duncan 6in figure, and felt really sad he died. Not many games make me feel for the characters. Dragon Age does it so smoothly.
