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Alistair: Corypheus controls the Warden mages.
Hawke: And what about the Warden warriors? *long silence* Oh, of course! It's not real blood magic, until somebody gets sacrificed!

(If Alistair is a Grey Warden, and in romance with the Warden)
Inquisitor: Have you been happy with her in the years since the Blight?
Alistair: Happier than I ever dreamed possible. She is more than I deserve. And I hope I make her days… easier… as well.

Avexis: I no longer talk to dragons.

Hawke (if sarcastic, before the final battle): So, this is it. Some of you are worried. Maybe I am too, but I'm not staying long enough to find out. What I know, is that I don't like being cornered… and I can fight harder scared, than they can angry. We're getting out. And I'm buying, when we do.

Hawke: I'm sure there is a perfectly reasonable explanation, I just can't think of it right now!

Hawke: Oh, that looks like the house special! Whiskey, flavoured with rat droppings!
Isabela: You don't have to keep checking up on me. I'm fine.
Hawke: I'm not checking up on you. I'm just here for the rat flavoured whiskey.

Cassandra: The Champion defeated the Arishok in single combat? It just sounds so… romantic.
Varric: If I didn't know you Seeker, I would say you developed a case of hero worship.

Varric: And that's why you don't waste your last minute monologuing.