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[cindercatz]

There's plenty to indicate the Maker's existence and active presence in the game, first of all being how the Maker is indicated as the guiding hand, responsible for the same things the devs do in terms of laying out the improbable paths of our characters' lives, again as an analogue of the actual makers of the game, but also as a reference to God in reality, who you can generally make the same (inaccurate but arguable) points about. So then the game leaves the character's faith and belief up to you, as is most often the case in real life. Androste represents a character with direct personal experience with the Maker as does Leliana, mirroring those of us in real life who have direct personal experience with God, and keeping with the theme, the game then also includes characters who actively disbelieve, who then go out of their way to postulate and rationalize their way around the Maker's existence. Androste's ashes, you bring up. Lyrium supposedly turns the ashes into ressurecting cure alls, but then have you ever seen evidence in the lore of another instance of that occuring? No, so it's left up to the player's decision for their character. We haven't yet played a character that's encountered the Maker in a way that can't be argued, but that doesn't mean the same applies to Androste or some of these other characters in the lore. It's just that disbelieving characters exist in the world, and it's up to the player what their character believes. By design.

[Beerfish]

I liked the way they handled this part of the story.  Was it pure fluke accident?  "Oh I'll pick up this bowling ball rolling by!"  or was it divine intervention that guided you to be there when the ball rolled by and for you to have the urge to pick it up.  At this point it is totally your choice.

[berelinde]

Yeah, I liked how you could tell people all day long that no, you were not, in actual fact, saved by Andraste, and you were most certainly not her herald, but everybody pretty much ignored everything you said and put the last few stitches in your "Herald of Andraste" bathrobe. It was never about you, what you believed, what you wanted, or even what you remembered. It was all about their need to believe in someone.

 

No one has seen the Maker in a thousand years. Nobody even remembers what Andraste looked like, or whether or not she was a mage. They needed somebody now.

 

Yeah, the Blights had been around for a thousand years, too, but they were stoppable. You could point a Grey Warden at it and shoot. It was a disaster, sure, but with a little advance warning, you could evacuate the area and put in your Warden requisition, maybe even before the archdemon turned your entire bannric into the Western Approach. This was different. The sky had a hole in it. A hole. In the sky. Demons were pouring out. And what's worse, there wasn't even any way to close it. And it wasn't as if you could run away from it or anything, because wherever you ran to would probably have a torn open sky, too. Distant countries like Antiva might be safe for a while, but your average Orlesian peasant can't just hop on a boat and emigrate to Rivain.

 

And then this person shows up who can close those rifts, so of course they've got to be a sign of something. Why not a sign of the Maker's love? So what if they disagree? Maybe they don't know they're blessed.

 

Kinda makes me wonder. Andraste was a real woman. Maybe she, like the Inquisitor, kinda fell into it. Maybe the entire time, she was telling everybody who would listen "Look, Shartan, I don't care what Havard says, I am not banging the Maker. I've got three hundred cavalry and four thousand foot waiting at the bottom of that valley. Are you going to help me or not?" History would remember that she defied the Imperium, not necessarily how. And while she was no doubt famous and respected during her lifetime, her cult didn't really take off until after her death. She was in no position to set anybody's facts straight then. It will be interesting to see how the Inquisitor's saga develops now that he or she is out of the action. At least this time, we'll know who to blame: Varric.