Ambient Dialogue

The Threat Remains

Guards

Guard 1: Stand weary, guardsmen! The inquisition is here… along with the “Herald of Andraste.”

Dalish PC	Dwarf PC	Human PC	Qunari PC
Guard 3: They say they found the knife-ear covered with the Divine’s blood.	Guard 3: I hear that dwarf was found covered in the Divine’s blood.	Non-mage: Guard 3: They say they found the Free Marcher covered in the Divine’s blood. Mage: Guard 3: That’s the mage they said killed the Divine?	Guard 3: They say that horned thing murdered the Divine.

Dalish PC

Dwarf PC

Human PC

Qunari PC

Guard 3: They say they found the knife-ear covered with the Divine’s blood.

Guard 3: I hear that dwarf was found covered in the Divine’s blood.

Non-mage:
Guard 3: They say they found the Free Marcher covered in the Divine’s blood.

Mage:
Guard 3: That’s the mage they said killed the Divine?

Guard 3: They say that horned thing murdered the Divine.

Guard 1: Let [them] pass. The Inquisition is the templars’ problem. And they’ll fix it.

Guard 1: We know about your Inquisition. Val Royeaux has no time for heresy. The templars will be our voice.

Guard 1: The templars didn’t even touch you?

Dalish PC	Dwarf PC	Qunari PC
Guard 1: I’ve never seen the Dalish stand for the Chantry except to fire a bow at it. My eyes are on you.	Guard 1: I’ve seen your kind use the Chantry, but you never believe in it. And I don’t believe in you, dwarf.	Guard 1: I fought your kind years ago, Qunari. You don’t belong here.

Guard 1: The Lord Seeker may not think you’re a threat, but he’s not here right now.
Guard 1: They say you’re scratching for power. Not on these streets, understood?
Guard 1: This is bullshit.
Guard 1: You trouble anyone, we’ll see how mortal you get.

Guard 2: You just… stay away from me. I don’t know what you are.
Guard 2: Go back to your own, elf. This city doesn’t need your “Inquisition.”
Guard 2: Leave me alone, and I’ll do the same, dwarf. My city doesn’t need this joke played on it.
Guard 2: Templars let you walk. Templars! What in the blazes?
Guard 2: Just don’t give me a reason, heretics.
Guard 2: They say a lot about you. Can’t believe any of that.

Guard 2: The city is closed to you: except for the Chanty and our templars—they’ll certainly take you.

Citizens

Citizen 1: The templars will help us, as they always have. We’ve no need for an Inquisition.

Citizen 1: They left us. The templars left us to the mages! Chantry liars!

Citizen 2: May as well keep walking. I don’t deal with heretics.

Citizen 2: Our templars left? The Chantry promised they’d defend us!
Citizen 2: Ever since our Divine was murdered… toothless old fools are lost without her. What are the grand clerics doing while the mage circles lie empty?

Nobles

Noble 1: The Inquisition? We don’t require that sort of thing in Val Royeaux.

Noble 1: There’s a war on, and the templars… just left?
Noble 1: This cannot stand. How can it stand?
Noble 1: What is the Grand Cathedral thinking? We must have a new Divine. She will show us the way.

Noble 2: It seems that powers align against this “Inquisition.” A pity, as you are the only ones who appear to care about the hole in the sky. But the Chantry is insistent.

Noble 2: Well, that was a change of affairs. You might find friends among the stunned and reeling.
Noble 2: The Chantry has just shown themselves helpless. Who will fetch their templars back, I wonder?
Noble 2: It seems change is on the wind. I wish your leaders well.