Deleted Dialogue
Dialogue options:
- You’re hurt, you need help.
- Not the reinforcement I hoped.
- Dorian! What happened?
- Identify yourself!
You’re hurt, you need help. PC: Dorian? Get in, you need help. Dorian: There’s no time, not after what happened to the mages at Redcliffe.
PC: Whoever he is, he’s hurt. Help him. Dorian: My name is Dorian Pavus, and I’m afraid there’s no time. The mage rebels from Redcliffe are coming.
Not the reinforcement I hoped. PC: Dorian? I hope you brought friends. Dorian: You could say that. The mage rebels from Redcliffe are behind me, and entire army.
PC: Whoever you are, I hope there’s more of you
Dorian! What happened? Dorian: There you are! I came to tell you happened with the mages at Redcliffe. You’re not going to like it.
Identify yourself! PC: Who are you? What’s going on? Dorian: My name is Dorian Pavus, and I bring grave news from Redcliffe—an army of rebel mages, right behind me.
Cullen: Is this their response to the Order joining us? Throw away all sense and attack?
Dorian: They are under the command of Tevinter cultists, the Venatori, in service to something named the “Elder One.”
Dorian: Then you know? It’s as I suspected. Both sides in the war were influenced. The mage rebels march not because you sided with the templars but because you stole them. From that. The woman is Calpernia. She commands the Venatori. For that… the Elder One.
Dialogue options:
- What is it? What’s it want?
- That is a nightmare!
- Did you lead that thing here?
What is it? What’s it want? PC: If that’s the Elder One, what is it? Why is it here? Dorian: If I knew more, I’d tell you. PC: Cullen? What do we do?
That is a nightmare! PC: You say that like it helps! Like it explains anything. What is that thing? Dorian: It’s some kind of darkspawn. Powerful. That’s all I know. PC: Cullen! Tell me you have a plan.
Did you lead that thing here? PC: Was this your doing? What did you lead here? Dorian: They were already marching on Haven. I risked my life to get here first! PC: Cullen! Give me a plan! Anything!
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Cullen: Templars! Occupy these “Venatori”! They are mages! Do what you are meant to do!
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Dialogue options:
- Quick, get behind the gate.
- Help with what?
- Why are you here?
Quick, get behind the gate. PC: Whoever you are, get inside where it’s safe! Cole: It’s not safe anywhere. The templars will break the gate. I’ve seen them.
Help with what? PC: Who…? What’s going on, what will I need help with?
Why are you here? PC: What is this? What’s going on?
Cole: The templars come to kill you.
Cullen: Templars? Is this the Order’s response to our talks with the mages? Attacking blindly?
Cole: It’s not their idea. The Lord Seeker made them red inside with lyrium, but he wasn’t the Lord Seeker. The red templars went to the Elder One. You know him? He knows you. You took his mages. He is coming, templars marching before him. He likes to see them spread out, like toys on the floor. There. He’s very angry you took his mages.
Dialogue options:
- What is he? What’s he want?
- That thing is the Elder One?
- You led that thing here?
What is he? What’s he want? PC: That’s the Elder One? What is it? Why’s it here? Cole: To kill you. And everyone else. You should stop him. PC: Cullen? Can you make sense of this? What do we do?
That thing is the Elder One? PC: We’re supposed to fight that? Make sense! What is that! Cole: The Elder One. That’s all I know. I don’t want to get closer. He can feel me. PC: Cullen! Tell me you know what to do!
You led that thing here? PC: Was this your doing? Did you lead that thing here? Cole: No. You mended his mages, sealed the sky! Thet’s why he’s here: to hurt you! PC: Cullen! You’re a templar! Give me a plan!
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Cullen: If we turn this into a siege, we have a chance.
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- Varric: Shit! They’re on red lyrium!
- Solas: What has been done to them?
- Sera: These are templars? What’s wrong with them?
- Blackwall: Are you sure they’re templars? They don’t look right!
- Cassandra: Those are templars, but… what’s wrong with them?
- Iron Bull: What the crap happened to them?
- Dorian: Are those templars? What do you southerners feed them?
- Vivienne: Those are not templars!
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- Varric: They look friendly, don’t they?
- Solas: Tevinter mages. Be ready.
- Sera: All right, “Venatori,” whatever that is!
- Blackwall: So they have a fancy name. They fall like everyone else!
- Cassandra: Those aren’t ordinary mages! They’re Tevinter cultists!
- Iron Bull: Vint mages. This is gonna hurt.
- Cole: They’re full of old whispered anger.
- Vivienne: Tevinter cult? Expect blood magic.
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Soldier: Dragon! Dragon! To the gates!
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Party comments:
- Solas: Here we are, here we are…
- Varric: Come on! Come get us!
- Sera: Over here, big horse!
- Vivienne: Meet your betters!
- Iron Bull: Come and get us!
- Blackwall: Here, monsters!
- Cole: You can see me! You all can see me!
- Dorian: Come on! We’re waiting!
- Cassandra: here! Face us, if you dare!
PC (if no party members): Here! Face me!
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(PC encouraging themselves in the snowstorm) PC: Keep going.
(When found by Cullen) PC: (Weakened grunt.)