“Drops of rain glistened on the griffon medallion grasped tightly in Blackwall’s hand. ‘The silverite wings of valor. They mean nothing’.

He flung the medal to the cold uncaring ground. ‘You don’t know what I’ve done! You. Don’t. Know. Me.’ ”

*Sighs* So romantic.

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Trespasser DLC end Credits – Cassandra reads Varric’s book.

Dorian:  “Here we go again. What a change of pace from the Winter Palace.  A clear sky, a beautiful view, and…yes! Fields and fields of stripweed as far as the eye can see!”
Thom:  “How do you know that?”
Dorian:  “Terrible stuff. Looks like grass, stings like a knife, and causes sores if you so much as brush against it. So of course everyone in Minrathous insists “it makes a very decent tea.” “
Iron Bull:  “You bring your handkerchief?”
Dorian:  “I’m not allergic.”
Iron Bull:  “You always say that, and a half-hour later, you’re taking mine.”
Dorian:  “Amatus, can you not fuss like an old— *sneezes* ”
Iron Bull:  “Aha!”
Dorian:  “Let’s move on, shall we?”

-Dorian Pavus, Iron Bull and Thom Rainier party banter (Elven Mountain Ruins, Trespasser)

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