#tree bridge

Sera: The veil is wobbly here.

Dorian: Perhaps a bit warbly instead?

Cassandra: Certainly not! It's much more squeaky.

Iron Bull: I was going with spicy.

Vivienne: Don't be ridiculous, darling. It's clearly snarky.

Blackwall: You sure it isn't wiggly?

Varric: I'd say more wonky, myself.

Sera: What? Let me check. Sensing. Sense-y. Definitely wobbly.

Solas: (Sighs.)

~

Vivienne: Demons still scare you, dear? After all we've been through? Might you have suffered some form of injury as a child?

Sera: You and yours are the broken ones. Being scared of things that are scary is normal. Your "training" is the weird thing. Ask anyone who's not one of you.

Vivienne: Because I have been trained not to be afraid?

Sera: It's like... you're scabbed over or something. Makes me wonder what else you don't feel.

(Alternatively, if the Inquisitor is in a romance with Sera.)

Sera: It's like you don't feel. Not like Inky/Buckles/Shiny/Teetness/Tadwinks/Honey Tongue, anyway.

Vivienne: I feel everything in the proper measure.

Sera: Right. Because you're normal. Just ask you.

~

Dorian: For hating the outdoors, you sure seem to like bad weather.

Sera: What's that now?

Dorian: The other day, you were outside in the rain, staring up with a grin on your face.

Sera: I smile at clouds.

Dorian: Of course you do.

Sera: What, I should hunch and swear at the rain pissing off my nose? Let the weather win? I smile the frig out of clouds. Maybe they get tired of trying.

Dorian: Are we still talking about clouds?

Sera: What

Dorian: Never mind. Drinks and insults later?

Sera: We're both buying. Then there's double.

~

(Stone-Bear Hold, passing by the landmark “In Fear of Hryngnar'' located next to Trainer Arrken Feldsen.)

Dorian: Every time I think I've seen the ugliest possible Avvar statue, a new one turns up that surpasses my expectations.

Sera: Creepy. Needs a hat. And breeches.

Blackwall: Maybe a mustache?

Sera: (Laughs.) Oh, that's good! We can draw one with soot!

Vivienne: Hmm. Cover it in gold leaf and it wouldn't be terrible.

~

(Nigel’s Point)

Dorian: The ancient Imperium did like to leave a mark. I wonder how long they stayed?

(Old Temple)

Dorian: Tevinter architecture at its finest. This just screams "I hated my parents and had no friends as a child," doesn't it?

(Razikale’s Reach)

Dorian: Makes you wonder about the sad, mid-level bureaucrat who thought building an outpost here would be a career boost.

(Tevinter ruins)

Cassandra: The Imperium reached even here.

Varric: I'm starting to think that if we went to the moon or the bottom of the sea, we'd find Tevinter ruins there.

~

(Swamp Kuldsdotten)

Dorian: I'm shocked I've never seen this plant before. It's so melodramatic, half the magisterium should be growing it.

Vivienne: Barbwood. A parasitic tree that grows through the body of its host. Useful in alchemy. Makes terrible furniture.

Dialogue options:

General: What do you use it for? [1]

General: Why is it terrible? [2]

[1] General: What do you use it for?

PC: What sort of uses does it have?

Vivienne: Vivienne: The sap makes potent restorative potions. Extracts from the leaves are useful for transmutations. Harvesting either one is too dangerous to attempt often. More's the pity. If the Inquisition could get herbalists out here to harvest it, you could make a fortune. Or several.

[2] General: Why is it terrible?

PC: What's so terrible about it?

Vivienne: Barbwood doesn't die, it goes dormant. Spill one drop of water on it and it sprouts... and infests your other furniture. I knew a comte in Montsimmard who had it take over his dining room. The Circle cleared the infestation free of charge.

(Swamp Kuldsdotten)

Cole: The trees are fighting. They are very angry, but very slow.

Cassandra: Be prepared. There's no telling what trouble we'll find down here.

(Swamp Kuldsdotten)

Iron Bull: Good place to get ambushed. Watch your back.

Inquisitor: You do know it's not physically possible to watch your own back.

Iron Bull: And now I'm thinking about it.

Inquisitor: Is there such a thing as a good place to get ambushed?

Iron Bull: "Pitch-black swampy wilderness," is at the bottom, next to armories and anyplace with hooks hanging from the ceiling. Everything else you rank in descending order from there. Expensive glassware shops, wine cellars, maybe an Orlesian ball. Those would be good places.

(Swamp Kuldsdotten)

Blackwall: How can it be so dark?

Sera: Because there’s no light, silly.

Blackwall: Ah... yes, that must be it.

~

(Cloudcap Lake)

Sera: Ugh, smells like the lake chucked its innards.

Inquisitor: I suppose you hate fish, too?

Sera: I like them cooked or hidden under some nob's furniture. Not up my nose.

Inquisitor: Put it out of your mind if it bothers you.

Sera: I can't out-think the air. Is that a special Herald power? Can't wait for the chant about that.

(Varsdotten River)

Blackwall: I wonder what they're catching up here. Sunfish? Trout?

Varric: How do fish even get into the mountains? Can they climb?

Sera: Fish stink until fried. Then get in my mouth.

~

(Tree bridge)

Dorian: Everyone remember not to look down.

Sera: If you close your eyes it's like flying. I bet, anyway. Don't do it, you'll fall. Which is flying, but shit.

Inquisitor: I may have already looked.

Dorian: (if the Inquisitor is in a romance with Dorian) Just try not to think about it. Or fall. I'd have to jump down after you. It would be very touching and so melodramatic it would become tiresome.

Dorian: (if the Inquisitor is in a romance with Cullen) Just try not to think about it. Or fall. Falling would be worse. I am not going to be the one to explain to Cullen that I let you fall to your death from a tree.

Dorian: (if the Inquisitor is in a romance with Josephine) Just try not to think about it. Or fall. Falling would be worse. I have no desire to tell Josephine that I let you fall to your doom from a tree in the middle of nowhere.

Dorian: (if the Inquisitor is in another romance/unromanced) Just try not to think about it. Or fall. Falling would be worse. Nobody wants to be the one to tell the world the Inquisitor fell off a log into an abyss.

Inquisitor: Are you saying that because you already did?

Title: Darkest Night

Arc: A Vision of Shadows

Type: Inside cover poster

Country: North America

Artist: Owen Richardson

Characters: Bramblestar and Hawkwing