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Warning

Even if based on proven medical knowledge from 1918, Vampyr sometimes takes liberties when establishing possible links between scientific theories and supernatural creatures, for theatrical purposes. In other words, do not try to cure any disease with any of the recipes shown in this videogame… And no rats were harmed during the making of this game.

The Vampyr Team

Inquisitor: You all know, what this is? A writ. From Divine Justinia, authorizing the formation of the Inquisition. We pledged to close the Breach, find those who are responsible, and restore order, with, or without anyone's approval. It wasn't a formally authorized treaty that saved Ferelden's people. It wasn't careful diplomacy, that ended your inane civil war, it was never about the organization! It was about people, doing what was necessary. Now, if you'll excuse me… *drops the writ* I have a world to save. Again.

Inquisitor (raises glass): To all my friends!
Sera: Forever and ever, Inquisitor. Forever and ever.

Hawke: What could possibly go wrong?
Varric: I hate it when you say that.

Cole: The Iron Bull, in one fight, you let someone hit you so they wouldn't hit me.
Iron Bull: Yes?
Cole: But you hate demons.
Iron Bull: Listen, Cole. You might be a weird, squirrelly kid, but you're my weird, squirrelly kid.
Cole: Oh. Thank you.
Iron Bull: Just don't make it weird. No full hugs. Maybe a one-armed slap on the back… at most.
Cole: All right.

Blackwall: How does a spirit become flesh anyway?
Cole: I don't know. How does a Warden become Grey?