I have to contest that the Warden had more clever, snappy, witty or funny lines then the Inquisitor. Putting aside arguments about imagined delivery, there's very little wit when it comes to DAO dialogue. In that regard the Warden is like Shepard or the Inquisitor.
That's your opinion. I thought it was very cleverly written, and played off well with other characters, "imagined delivery" or no.
Alistair: Just so you know, if the king ever asks me to put on a dress and dance the Remigold, I'm drawing the line. Darkspawn or no.
Warden: I don't know, that could serve as a great distraction.
Alistair: What, me shimmy down the line? We could slaughter them as they roll over laughing.
Duncan: *put upon sigh*
Alistair: I think [Leliana] should come with us.
Warden: (Some variation of "No, she's crazy.")
Alistair: Yes, but she's more like "Ooh, pretty colors!" Not "Muahahaha! I'm Princess Stabitty, Stab, Kill-Kill."
Warden: Don't make me stab-kill you. She's not coming!
Sten: Your methods baffle me. Do you intend to keep going north until it becomes south, and attack the Archdemon from the rear?
Warden: It'll never see this coming.
Alistair: *gives the Warden a rose*
Warden: Feeling thorny, are we?
Warde: So you [Howe] are the one who butchered my kin.
Howe: When animals snap at their human masters, it's necessary to cull the heard.
Warden: Oh look, the regent owns a talking ass.
Not to mention the dialogue options that let you play dumb or innocent... (Haven't seen conversations like THIS in a Dragon Age game for a while.)
Leliana: But now it's getting late. I think I might... turn in early. I can't help thinking about how soft and warm my bedroll is.
Warden: You don't want to talk to me anymore?
Leliana: Oh, of course I do. You know I enjoy your company. But it's getting a little chilly and I'd prefer to be in my bedroll.
Warden: Well, I shan't keep you.
Leliana: You know, it would be nice if you came with me.
Warden: What for?
Leliana: So I can show you my collection of pressed flowers, obviously.
Warden: I didn't know you collected pressed flowers.
Leliana: I... don't. Stop pretending you don't know what I want.
Warden: I have no idea what's going on.
Leliana: Oh, the games you play. Listen, I want to spend the night with you. There, I said it.
2) When trying to gain entrance to a secret gathering of Grey Warden supporters at a local inn:
Person inside: What's the password?
Warden: Err... sausage?
Person inside: Sausage?! Bloody no! Go away!
Or...
Warden: The grey nug flies north for the winter.
Person: ... Go away.
And on and on and on. I miss writing like this. I miss dialogue options like this. The Inquisitor's attempts at humor in DAI were so bland and half-hearted to me, even just the writing. I mean, the things they try to pass as humor...
Cassanra: The Breach must be sealed, and Solas believes a second attempt might prove successful; provided the Mark has more power...
Inquisitor: What harm can there be in powering up something we barely understand?
Cassandra: Hold onto that sense of humor.
Me: That was supposed to be funny? ![]()
Giselle, after first arriving in Haven, asks how you're fairing:
Inquisitor: Oh, I'm sure someone knows what's going on here... I least, I hope there is.
Giselle: (Something like) I'm glad you still have a sense of humor, even in these troubled times.
Me: THAT was supposed to be funny?? ![]()
Inqusitor to Cullen: You can't be serious all the time... Well, maybe you can.
Me: HOW IS THIS FUNNY?! ![]()
Anyway, I'm failing to see how this refutes my argument that "human-only =/= exclusively great personality; race selection =/= inevitably blander personalities." Again, I say "strong writing = strong character, regardless of physical appearance or informed background." Hawke's supposedly great personalities came from the supposedly well-written and well-acted dialogue options on the dialogue wheel (I just think they're three kinds of obnoxious), so I don't see how getting different race options would ruin that any more than getting the option to play as a female or mage.





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