No, I'm not talking about the Inquisitor's awesome modifications to his Lamborghini Diablo which he likes to drive in when no one's looking. I am of course referring to his/her left arm. And you know what would have been a perfect way to do it? By drinking from the Well of Sorrows. You know what irks me about the whole Well of Sorrows thing? It's a gigantic dangling plot thread. It goes nowhere. It's a choice without a consequence. I mean, unless Bioware has SERIOUS plans for Dragon Age 4, but that's freaking years away anyway.
What would have been perfect is if you had drunk from the Well and of course be Mythal's ****** for the rest of your life but with one benefit. You're completely immune from Solas' green arm magic of doom. Hell, let's go an extra step and make it so you're completely immune from Solas' stupidly overpowered ability of petrifying people without even having to look at them. Sort of like Medusa only if she were a video game character she would need to be nerfed after the first patch.
"holy **** did he just turn that Qunari to stone with his eyes?" 
Erm....anyway. This is what should have happened during the final encounter with Mr. Uppity the Knife Eared Quasi-God. After Solas disintegrates your left arm and you're done trying to keep yourself from imploding from listening to that glorious music by Trevor Morris, the Inquisitor should hear Mythal's voice calling out to him or her. Then, out of nowhere, he stands up and shouts "I HAVE THE POWEEEEEER" and then a new forearm bursts out where the previous one was used to be; you know, kind of like what Piccolo does in Dragon Ball Z.
The End.





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