Monster Carving

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Limited Conversation

Rook walks into Davrin’s room to find him whittling.

Rook: Carving monsters, huh? Didn’t figure you for an artist.

Davrin: This? It’s by necessity. If you know your enemy, their weak spots, maybe you live another day.

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Affable: Impressive. [1]
Sarcastic: Safe from tiny monsters. [2]
Stoic: I prefer big weapons. [3]

1 - Affable: Impressive.

Rook: You’ve got a flair for the dramatic.

Davrin: Nothing scarier than the real thing.

Rook: What will you do with it?

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2 - Sarcastic: Safe from tiny monsters.

Rook: Well, when the army of miniature monsters invade, we’ll know how to beat them.

Davrin: Size is nothing. A rygar can ruin your day with one bite. The poison swells your brain.

Rook: That could explain Solas.

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3 - Stoic: I prefer big weapons.

Rook: Or you could just bring along a really big sword.

Davrin: Only if you know what to do with it. You hit a rageling in the flank, you’ll just send him into a frenzy.

Rook: And these will help?

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Davrin: Standard bestiaries are always some mage drawing things they’ve never seen, taking the piss out of it. They don’t understand how when the hunt ends, and you come nose to nose with an ogre… someone’s going to die. So I’m making the real monster hunter manual.

Dialogue options:

Investigate: Who’s it for? [5]
Flirt (have not flirted before): I like your determination. [6]
Flirt (flirted before): A hunt should be challenging. [7]
Affable: I’d read it. [8]
Sarcastic: Just spell my name right. [9]
Stoic: I can hunt monsters. [10]

5 - Investigate: Who’s it for?

Rook: Who you doing it for?

Davrin: Balmor, that imbecile in Tevinter. Lecturing on things he doesn’t know about. And Ludrik over in Rivain? Thinks taking a rock wraith down with a lucky shot makes him a champion?

Dialogue options:

Affable: He’s so egotistical. [11]

Sarcastic: Sculpting toys does. [12]

Stoic: Who cars? [13]

11 - Affable: He’s so egotistical.

Rook: Yeah. Ludrik and his ego.

Davrin: You ever met Ludrik?

Rook: Well…

Davrin: Because he’s been dead three hundred years. Living off the legend of one fluke arrow.

Rook: Oh. I just wanted to make you feel better.

Davrin: (Chuckles) My reward is showing these idiots how it’s done.

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12 - Sarcastic: Sculpting toys does.

Rook: You’d think he’d know better: it’s sculpting toy monsters that makes you a champion.

Davrin: That’s right. He never understood—You’re a funny one.

Rook: I couldn’t help it.

Davrin: Okay, maybe I’m taking this a little far. But if you say you’re an expert? Show me some expertise.

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13 - Stoic: Who cars?

Rook: What do you care? Jealous?

Davrin: ‘Course not. I just think the “experts” should have some actual expertise. Taash could learn a thing or two.

Rook: Ouch.

Davrin: I get it. [She knows/They know] dragons. But what about fighting a sylvan? Or a dartmonger? Don’t tell me I’m using the wrong blade.

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6 - Flirt: I like your determination.

Rook: I like your passion.

Davrin: If you’re going to do something, be the best at it.

Rook: Is that just for work, or…

Davrin: In all things.

Rook: Noted. So where’s the Gloom Howler in all this?

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7 - Flirt: A hunt should be challenging.

Rook: I like a hunt with some challenge to it.

Davrin: What’s your quarry?

Rook: I’m thinking… a Grey Warden. Maybe an elf. Maybe both. I can’t decide.

Davrin: That too much to handle?

Rook: It’s best if you keep them guessing.

Davrin: Well, you’ll need special bait to lure that sort out. Doesn’t just fall for anything.

Rook: Noted. So where’s the Gloom Howler in all this?

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8 - Affable: I’d read it.

Rook: Sounds like a fun read. I’m in.

Davrin: You have to buy it first.

Rook: Where’s the Gloom Howler?

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9 - Sarcastic: Just spell my name right.

Rook: Just remember it’s spelled “R-O-O-K.” “The [heroine/hero/one] who took down the gods.”

Davrin: That chapter’s going to be mine.

Rook: Where’s the Gloom Howler?

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10 - Stoic: I can hunt monsters.

Rook: You want pictures of monsters? I can provide some corpses.

Davrin: A corpse? Nah. Now, if you pose next to a varterral still breathing down your neck, I’ll think about it.

Rook: Where’s the Gloom Howler?

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Davrin: Can’t carve it ‘til I know what it is.

Assan: (Angry squawk)

Davrin: You want a piece of the Howler, boy?

Rook: Is he ready?

Davrin: Was I ready the first time I fought a hurlock?

Rook: Well, you’re still alive…

Davrin: I got my ass handed to me. Broke four ribs and cracked my jaw. Then I got back up and drove a blade through its skull. In this line of work, Assan and I are only as strong as the quarry we hunt.