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Scout Harding: Every time you are more than just a person to someone, you are also less than a person to them. They never know that a real, normal woman fought the avvar and killed that dragon. And they certainly don't know about your strange fixation with elfroot…
Inquisitor: My feelings for elfroot are classified, Scout Harding!

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Mer' persze, hogy a törpök csinálták fel Hófehérkét is! Persze, bazdmeg, kenjétek ezt is miránk!

(Random törp – Trancsír embere)

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Blackwall: So, Solas. Sera and I had been talking and we need you to settle a question for us.
Solas: Sera is involved. So this question will be offensive.
Blackwall: Yes. Probably. Sorry. You make friends with spirits in the Fade… are there any who are more than just friends? If you know what I mean…
Solas: Oh, for fu… Really?
Blackwall: It's a natural thing to be curious about…
Solas: What are you, twelve-year-old?
Blackwall: It's a simple yes or no question!
Solas: Nothing about the Fade or spirits is simple… especially not that.
Blackwall: Ah! So you do have experience in these matters!
Solas: I did not say that!
Blackwall: Don't panic! It will be our little secret…
Solas: Ass.
Blackwall: Now who's twelve?

Varric: I like the stories where the villain was the man beside you the whole time. The best villains don’t see themselves as evil. They’re fighting for a good cause, willing to get their hands dirty.
Iron Bull: Alright, that’s really deep and all, but I meant where do the bad guys come from literally. They way you write it, it’s like they just fall from the sky and land on top of the hero.
Varric: I like to leave some things to reader’s imagination.

Inquisitor (Arriving to a Keep): Shall we knock?
Iron Bull: Oh, yeah.

Iron Bull (seeing a High Dragon): We're here to fight her, right? Tell me we're fighting her boss!

(The Nug King appears)
Varric: Well, shit.
Nug King: *Squeaks judgementally*
Inquisitor: Are… are you putting me on trial?
Nug King: *Squeaks affirmatively*
Inquisitor: *wants to speak*
Nug King: *Squeaks deferentially, then squeaks regally*
Inquisitor: I'm feeling very… judged.

Scout Harding (When the Inquisitor returns): She always comes back. Pay up Salroka.

Varric: Believe me. Nothing good ever happens in the Deep Roads.

Inquisitor: The Shaperate in Orzammar will want to know what happened.
Valta: Tell them the truth. You don't know.