#ambient comments

Ambient comments - Stone-Bear Hold

Avvar woman: Greetings, stranger.

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Avvar man: Our guests are welcome... so long as their weapons stay sheathed.

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Avvar man: What's your business, lowlander?

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Avvar woman: The thane looks troubled lately.

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Avvar man: More wyverns in the forest these days.

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Avvar man 1: That Helsdim. Always making up strange stories or looking at Orlesian books.

Avvar man 2: Aye. It isn't natural! Must come from learning how to read.

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Avvar woman 1: Catch anything today?

Avvar woman 2: Nothing yet. Too many visitors stirring up the forest. The gods don't like it.

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Avvar man: The new thatching is good. Fine work.

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Avvar man: What did I tell you? Lowlanders from the north.

Avvar woman: Why do they dress like that?

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Avvar woman 1: Half the traps were empty.

Avvar woman 2: Is someone poaching? Can't be.

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Avvar man: Thread of cold in the air today.

Avvar woman: All the rams are growing thick coats. It'll be a bad winter.

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Avvar man: Have you seen the animals the Jaws of Hakkon keep? Rat-things with frost dripping from their claws?

Avvar woman: I have. Augur says it's bad magic.

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Avvar woman: Wind seems colder than it should.

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Avvar man 1: The augur's saying blood will spill before the new moon.

Avvar man 2: Let the Jaws of Hakkon try something. They know whose ground this is.

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(The following comments start occurring after the battle with the Hakkonites - see “Ameridan’s End: Assault the Jaws of Hakkon” -replacing the previous, less enthusiastic greetings.)

Avvar woman: Welcome, friend.

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Avvar woman: The hold's glad to see you.

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Avvar man: Good hunting, Inquisitor!

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Avvar woman 1: The Master of the Hunt saw me shoot that Hakkonite archer through the eye! Said I had an eagle's sight...

Avvar woman 2: (Scoffs.) You're not trying to spread your own legend-mark!

Avvar woman 1: What? No! 'Course not.

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Avvar man: We should have a feast and invite the other friend-sworn holds.

Avvar woman: It feels like ages since we saw them. Should the lowlanders come?

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Avvar man: The Jaws of Hakkon haven't left, even though their leader lies cold and dead.

Avvar woman: Their hold's broken. Let the few who remain try to cause trouble now.

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Avvar man: The augur says the gods are well pleased. The other holds will celebrate what happened here.

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(The following comments start occurring after the Hakkon is freed from the dragon form - see “Hakkon Wintersbreath”.)

Avvar man 1: Hakkon dead. At last.

Avvar man 2: The augur's working to restore him true. We'll start the offerings soon.

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Avvar woman: Killing a god! Your enemies should be impressed, Inquisitor!

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Avvar man 1: What a battle. We should set it in song!

Avvar man 2: No fear. Fullna Hethsdotten won't let a god's death go to waste.

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(The following comments start occurring after the Inquisitor receives the legend-mark from the people of Stone-Bear Hold - see “Guests of the Hold”.)

Avvar man: First-Thaw. Be welcome.

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Avvar woman: Inquisitor First-Thaw.

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Avvar man: Inquisitor. I mean, First-Thaw. That'll take getting used to.

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Ambient comments - the boathouse

(Side note: in one of the banters, the young Avvar fisherman is identified as Einar, meaning that he’s most likely the same man who was working with Finn Caldansen on the day when Finn was injured - see “A Father’s Name”.)

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Einar: (Laughs.) You know I caught him down there after? His face went as red as a sunburnt nug!

Avvar fisherwoman: Nugs don't sunburn, you fool.

Einar: If they did, Arvid would've looked just like one!

Avvar fisherwoman: (Laughs.) I don't doubt that.

Arvid: I'm standing right here!

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Einar: How's your shoulder?

Avvar fisherwoman: Sore, but better. Did I thank you for bringing the broth?

Einar: Yes—but I don't mind hearing it twice.

Avvar fisherwoman: If I catch that Korth-cursed beast again, I'll—

Einar: Injure the other shoulder?

Avvar fisherwoman: (Laughs.) Probably. But you'll bring broth—won't you, Einar?

Einar: Always.

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Avvar fisherwoman: Is that true?

Einar: He won't say—will you?

Arvid: You'll perish from curiosity before I do.

Avvar fisherwoman: By the Lady, I'll weep at the burial!

Einar: (Laughs.)

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Arvid: Have you two completed your work?

Einar: Always!

Avvar fisherwoman: The Lady herself is witness to our diligence.

Arvid: (Laughs.)

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(The following exchange happens if Grandin was allowed to live and continue taking his revenge on the Hakkonites - see “The Loss of a Friend”.)

Avvar fisherwoman: You’ve heard?

Einar: That he killed Hakkonites? Saved the child, is what I heard.

Avvar fisherwoman: So he did. But what he did to the hunters... they say it was him.

Einar: The spirit spoke of the Inquisition?

Avvar fisherwoman: I'd guess he's god-touched and too weak for it.

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(The following comment should occur after the battle with the Hakkonites.)

Ambient comments - Research Camp

Male soldier: Your Worship.

Female soldier: Inquisitor.

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Male soldier: Have you been to the hold?

Female soldier: No. I've heard it's quite the sight.

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Male soldier: A new book? May I borrow it when you're done?

Female soldier: Of course. But if you mark the pages by bending the corners…

Male soldier: I won't!

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Male soldier 1: Here.

Male soldier 2: Ah! Kenric was looking for this.

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Female soldier: Ameridan?

Male soldier: No. That refers to Orinna.

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Female soldier 1: The Left Hand? Not surprising. Do you know much of her?

Female soldier 2: I have every confidence in Lady Pentaghast.

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(The following exchange occurs after visiting the Lady’s Rest island - see “What Yet Lingers: Look for information on Inquisitor Ameridan”.)

Male soldier: A spirit?

Female soldier: It spoke to the Inquisitor.

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(The following exchange refers to the death of Jace, friend of Scout Grandin - see “The Loss of a Friend”.)

Female soldier: You've heard about Jace?

Male soldier: (Sighs.) I have.

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(The following exchange occurs after the truth about Ameridan’s identity is revealed. Completing the war table mission “Assuage Ameridan’s heirs” might be required.)

Female soldier: But a mage? How can that be?

Male soldier: It's been declared in Val Royeaux.

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Ambient comments - River Camp

Male soldier 1: How's it coming?

Male soldier 2: Making progress.

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Male soldier 1: Let me know if you need a break.

Male soldier 2: I'm alright. Thanks.

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Male soldier 1: Missive from Harding.

Male soldier 2: Let's see.

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Male soldier 1: Unfriendly place, this.

Male soldier 2: Rather be stationed here than in the Approach.

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Male soldier 1: Supplies?

Male soldier 2: On their way.

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(The following exchange occurs if the main game was completed.)

Male soldier 1: You ever think about going home?

Male soldier 2: That Corypheus bastard may be dead, but I'll stay on. This is good work.

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(The following comment occurs prior to initiating “The Loss of a Friend”, hinting at what happened to Scout Grandin.)

Male soldier: The Jaws of Hakkon, fighting a demon. I went for aid, but when I returned, the demon was gone.

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(The following exchange happens if Grandin was allowed to live and continue taking his revenge on the Hakkonites - see “The Loss of a Friend”.)

Male soldier 1: Grandin? I heard he was killed…

Male soldier 2: I swear I heard his voice…

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(The following comment occurs after Hakkon Wintersbreath is set free.)