Nathaniel Howe/Dialogue

Nathaniel Howe's dialogue contains a list of the conversations that Nathaniel Howe shares with the other companions, in which they discuss each other's backgrounds, and their reactions to the game's events. It also contains a list of the conversations he shares with The Warden.

Nathaniel's Remarks

 * (Upon entering Amaranthine) "They used to display the heads of traitors over that gate. I suppose my father is lucky his didn't end up there."
 * (When entering the Amaranthine market) "There was an old lady here who used to sell apples as big as my head. I think she was a witch."
 * (Entering the Avvar Crypt for the first time) "My mother always forbade me from playing in the cellars. Now I know why."
 * (On the bridge in Knotwood Hills) "I fell down a flight of stairs once. They looked much like this particular set of stairs."
 * (Upon seeing the Children in Kal'Hirol) "Interesting. A new form of darkspawn?"
 * (Upon finding the secret passage in Kal'Hirol) "This is a little too convenient, isn’t it? I hope it isn’t another trap."
 * (When walking inside Kal'Hirol Main Hall) "Ugh! I think the wall just slimed me!"
 * (Kal’Hirol Lower Reaches, in the long hallway) "Is anyone else afraid of what we’ll find at the end of this corridor?"
 * (Kal'Hirol's Lower Reaches, near the broodmother pit) "Those...those, er...tentacles. They can’t get to us up here, can they?"
 * (When entering the Wending Wood upon seeing the wreaked caravan) "It’s no wonder Mervis sounded desperate. The guild must be losing a great deal of money."
 * (At an overlook in the Wending Wood, near the suspicious camp.) "I'd forgotten how lovely the Wending Wood could be. I traveled the trade routes as a child, with my father."
 * (At buriel pit in the Wending Wood) "These bodies were brought here. You can see drag marks—here and here. Someone was trying to...hide them."
 * (Initial remark when entering the Blackmarsh) "They say this marsh was once inhabited, until one day everyone disappeared."
 * (Past the old sign upon entering the Blackmarsh) "(Nervous humming)"

Vigil's Keep Throne Room
Begins with, "You know, I'm actually not the first Howe to be a Grey Warden."
 * A distant relative, I presume?
 * Seems like your father didn't remember that.
 * Carrying on the family tradition, then?
 * And the Howes were never told?
 * Many good men and women die in the Joining.
 * So he wasn't actually a Grey Warden?
 * There wasn't a Blight back then.
 * His duty was to stay with his family.
 * The only shame was your father's.

Begins with, "I owe you an apology."
 * Just the one?
 * Any specific reason in mind?
 * No need, it's fine.
 * Yes, you should have.
 * I'm sure your father had his good side.
 * How could you have known?
 * No, I'd like to be friends.
 * I'm your commander, nothing more.

Amaranthine
After meeting Nathaniel's sister Delilah, during his personal quest The Howe Family
 * He murdered my family to get what he wanted. (available to human noble Warden, approval needs confirm)
 * I didn't know him, but he tried to ruin the order. (available to Orlesian Warden, approval needs confirm)
 * You don't believe her?
 * Get over it.
 * It's not your fault, Nathaniel.
 * Maybe he was never who you thought he was.
 * He saw an opportunity and went after it.
 * If he'd been successful, he'd be a hero now.

Statue outside the Chantry
 * What does?
 * Those statues are everywhere.
 * Don't like it?
 * That's a shame.
 * I'll get them to replace it.
 * Your father was a traitor.
 * You can't seriously be surprised.
 * He certainly did.
 * It's up to you to turn that around.
 * I don't know if it's all his fault.

The Blackmarsh
Tree near Blackmarsh entrance
 * What evil magic could have caused this? / (If triggered after completion of the Blackmarsh) Well, it’s not a mystery now.
 * Your father told you stories?
 * Did he tell you anything else about this place?
 * You're doing that now, aren't you?
 * If the Veil is thin here, there's no repairing it.
 * Every little boy has such dreams. / (If triggered after completion of the Blackmarsh) You wanted to be a hero? That’s cute.
 * Stick around. This happens all the time.
 * It's also very dangerous.
 * It is, isn't it?

Nathaniel and Oghren

 * Oghren: The whole "quiet and stoic" thing must get you a lot of action, huh?
 * Nathaniel: I take you are an admirer, Oghren?
 * Oghren: What? No! No, well not unless--no!
 * Nathaniel: Good. Then I needn't worry about getting too drunk at camp.
 * Oghren: Heh. Okay, I like you. Just not in that way.

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 * Nathaniel: My brother used to drink like you do, dwarf.
 * Oghren: Fun fellow to have around then, your brother?
 * Nathaniel: He could find his fun almost anywhere. And then he would vomit on your shoes.
 * Oghren: Ah, good times.

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 * Nathaniel: Have you ever thought of returning to Orzammar?
 * Oghren: Not sure I can. Technically, I'm a surface dwarf, now.
 * Nathaniel: Why "technically?" You don't know for certain?
 * Oghren: It's not like they send you a letter. "Congratulations! You have been ejected from the warrior caste!"
 * Nathaniel: Do you care?
 * Oghren: Sometimes. Then I drink more and it goes away.

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 * Nathaniel: Allow me to say, ser dwarf, that you are a frightening force on the battlefield.
 * Oghren: Is this a joke? I only let loose that time because I was surprised...
 * Nathaniel: No, it... it was a compliment.
 * Oghren: I don't get many of those.
 * Nathaniel: I don't see why. Your skills are--
 * Oghren: (Belches)
 * Nathaniel: Okay, yes. I think I do see why.

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 * Oghren: You're Rendon Howe's little blighter.
 * Nathaniel: That's one way of putting it.
 * Oghren: They talked about you in the army. Fergus Cousland said you wouldn't have the stones to show your face again. But you proved him wrong. I respect that.
 * Nathaniel: You do?
 * Oghren: Yeah. Throw caution to the wind, run headlong into danger, and sod the consequences -- that's the only way to live.
 * Nathaniel: Thanks... I think.
 * Oghren: Yep. Don't you give a piss what the others think. Oghren's got your back.

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 * Nathaniel: Were you there when my father was killed?
 * Oghren: (Sigh) don't go digging in the dust for things laid to rest. It does no one any good.
 * Nathaniel: Whatever people say about him, he was still my father. And I just want to know if he... if he suffered.
 * Oghren: I'm not the person to ask.
 * Nathaniel: (Sigh) Very well, Oghren. Evade the question.

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Note: dialogue varies depending on whether or not The Howe Family quest has been completed
 * Oghren: You know, when your father took over the Arl of Denerim's palace, he moved his bedroom next to the dungeon.
 * Nathaniel: What are you talking about?
 * Oghren: Sounds like someone liked to nip down for a bit of torture before bedtime.
 * Nathaniel: Why are you telling me this?/Delilah did say that Father had begun indulging his darker side...
 * Oghren: Everyone needs daddy issues. Just trying to help.

Nathaniel and Sigrun

 * Nathaniel: I've watched you fight, Sigrun. The Legion of the Dead trains its people well.
 * Sigrun: Oh, they taught me a few tricks, but I was fighting long before then.
 * Nathaniel: Oh? You fought in Orzammar's army?
 * Sigrun: Fighting for scraps of food. For a place to sleep. For survival.
 * Nathaniel: Oh, I... I didn't mean...
 * Sigrun: It's all right. You're a noble.

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 * Nathaniel: Sigrun, I understand how difficult surviving poverty can be. When I came back from the Free Marches, I had nothing. No money, no family--nothing.
 * Sigrun: I'm sorry. I didn't know that.
 * Nathaniel: You have my respect for surviving what you did.
 * Sigrun: I didn't survive. Legion of the Dead, remember?
 * Nathaniel: ...oh.
 * Sigrun: Cheer up; no one loves a grump.
 * Nathaniel: For a dead woman you're remarkably perky.
 * Sigrun: I could be less perky if you like. 'The darkness of the Deep Roads is seeped into my soul! The world is dead! My heart is black! Alas! Woe! Woe!'
 * Nathaniel: Let's stick to perky.
 * Nathaniel: How do you stand living under all that rock?
 * Sigrun: I don't understand. We just do.
 * Nathaniel: Orzammar is under a mountain. Just thinking about the crushing weight of a mountain overhead makes me shudder.
 * Sigrun: Surfacers live in buildings. If a building falls on you, it will make you just as dead.
 * Nathaniel: Thanks for the reminder.
 * Nathaniel: You don't think you're actually dead, do you?
 * Sigrun: Me? Not actually dead, no. Symbolically dead, perhaps.
 * Nathaniel: And what is the difference?
 * Sigrun: Several pints of blood.
 * Nathaniel: That part of Orzammar--Dust Town, it's called? Is it really as I've heard?
 * Sigrun: I've no idea. What have you heard?
 * Nathaniel: That's it's like a really terrible slum. Or an alienage.
 * Sigrun: Oh, no, no. I've seen an alienage. It was rather nice.
 * Nathaniel: I'm beginning to feel very fortunate.
 * Sigrun: Isn't perspective wonderful? You'd think people who are so tall would have more of it.
 * Sigrun: I found something under my bed at the keep. Something tells me it's yours.
 * Nathaniel: Miss Maggie! I remember her. She's not mine--she belonged to my sister, Delilah. Miss Maggie was her favourite doll.
 * Sigrun: Miss Maggie appears to be missing her arms.
 * Nathaniel: Delilah and I had a fight. Then I ripped off Maggie's arms and hid them in places where Delilah would find them later.
 * Sigrun: What a sweetheart you were.

Nathaniel and Anders

 * Anders: So you're a Howe?
 * Nathaniel: Do you have a point, Mage?
 * Anders: Hey, I'm fond of the Howes! I'm also fond of the Whys, the Whos and the Whats.
 * Nathaniel: How clever.
 * Anders: It's shameful how long it took me to come up with that.

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 * Anders: You know, Nathaniel, you're just like me.
 * Nathaniel: Am I, now?
 * Anders: Everyone hates your family for something terrible they did, even though you weren't involved!
 * Nathaniel: I hope you have a point, Anders.
 * Anders: It's like you're a mage! If there were more Howes, they'd lock all of you up in a tower to protect everyone else!
 * Nathaniel: A thrilling analogy.

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 * Nathaniel: I've thought about what you said, Anders. The comparison between my family and mages. It's idiotic. I am not about to transform into an abomination simply for being a Howe.
 * Anders: I didn't say it was a perfect analogy...
 * Nathaniel: Being a Howe also does not allow me to control your mind.
 * Anders: Kind of missing my point, aren't you?
 * Nathaniel: I am not a fan of over-simplifications.
 * Anders: Fine, fine. Your loss.

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 * Nathaniel: You don't always wear robes, do you?
 * Anders: Not when I'm naked I don't.
 * Nathaniel: I mean when you run from the Circle. Robes would make you easy to spot.
 * Anders: So does the "I'm a mage!" sign around my neck. I like to make it easy for the templars.
 * Nathaniel: Ah, so that's how it's going to be.

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 * Nathaniel: You seem rather attached to that cat, Anders.
 * Anders: It's more that he is rather attached to me. Isn't that right, Ser Pouce-a-lot?
 * Ser Pouce-a-lot: (Meow!)
 * Nathaniel: Isn't that name a little... ridiculous?
 * Anders: What do you think I should call him? Frederick?
 * Nathaniel: There are worse names, I suppose...

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 * Nathaniel: How do the templars always find you, Anders?
 * Anders: Incredibly angry, that's how they find me.
 * Nathaniel: There must be some trick to it, surely.
 * Anders: They began recruiting women. The male templars never stopped to ask for directions.
 * Nathaniel: You're impossible to talk to.
 * Anders: I do my best!

Nathaniel and Velanna

 * Nathaniel: Your glares suggest that you do not care for my presence.
 * Velanna: I am simply wondering how your kind can call yourselves "nobles." It seems ironic.
 * Nathaniel: We like irony. And it rolls off the tongue better than "oppressors."
 * Velanna: Ah, so you're a funny human.
 * Nathaniel: Not I. I wouldn't dare lighten your mood, my lady.
 * Velanna: (Grunts)

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 * Nathaniel: Still with the deadly looks, my lady?
 * Velanna: "My lady" is such a human thing to call someone.
 * Nathaniel: It is a term of respect. You think it's human to be respectful?
 * Velanna: Now you're mocking me.
 * Nathaniel: I think you're a lovely woman, and due some respect. So I call you a lady.
 * Velanna: Well... stop it!

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 * Velanna: So you not only gave up on killing the Grey Warden who murdered your father, you actually joined the order.
 * Nathaniel: Are you trying to pick a fight, Velanna? Baiting me like this is juvenile.
 * Velanna: I just wanted to know how you felt.
 * Nathaniel: How do you feel knowing you murdered all those people because you were too arrogant to check your facts?
 * Velanna: Warm and fuzzy.
 * Nathaniel: You're a terrible person. And your ears are clownish.
 * Velanna: What? Who's juvenile now?

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 * Velanna: I may have misjudged you a little.
 * Nathaniel: Just a little?
 * Velanna: I sometimes paint all humans with the same brush.
 * Nathaniel: As long as it's such a pretty brush, I don't mind.
 * Velanna: I'm sure I don't know what that means.
 * Nathaniel: It means your apology is appreciated, my lady.
 * Velanna: Well, then. Good.

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 * Velanna: When you were talking about the pretty brush, did you mean... me?
 * Nathaniel: (Chuckles) it can't be the first time someone's said you're pretty.
 * Velanna: And if it is?
 * Nathaniel: Then you must not talk to many people.
 * Velanna: Most people aren't worth talking to.

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 * Nathaniel: You believe that your ancestors used to be immortal.
 * Velanna: I don't "believe" it. It's true.
 * Nathaniel: How do you know?
 * Velanna: Why would the elders lie?
 * Nathaniel: Why indeed?

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 * Velanna: So you don't believe the elves were immortal.
 * Nathaniel: When did I say that?
 * Velanna: You asked me if I believed that my ancestors were once immortal.
 * Nathaniel: And where in that question was it implied that I believed otherwise?
 * Velanna: Then you do believe the elves were immortal.
 * Nathaniel: I didn't say that either.
 * Velanna: You...are...exasperating.

Nathaniel and Justice
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 * Justice: So you are a thief?
 * Nathaniel: Who, me? Not by profession, my friend.
 * Justice: And yet you were imprisoned for attempted theft.
 * Nathaniel: Of things which belonged to my family, and which were taken from us unjustly.
 * Justice: A likely tale.
 * Justice: You have not paid for your crime yet, mortal.
 * Nathaniel: Still stewing over that, are you?
 * Justice: You have been freed, but you have not offered penance.
 * Nathaniel: Isn't being forced to listen to you, penance enough?
 * Nathaniel: Do you do anything besides ponder what is just and unjust?
 * Justice: It is not all I do. It does, however, define my being.
 * Nathaniel: So you were born just? A little, self-righteous baby of justice crawling around the Fade?
 * Justice: I was not born. I simply am.
 * Nathaniel: Will you ever need to switch bodies, Justice?
 * Justice: I did not even wish to possess this one. Why would I switch to another?
 * Nathaniel: You might need to unless you wish to look even more obviously like a walking corpse.
 * Justice: I...would prefer not to think of it.
 * Justice: This... thing you spoke of. Switching bodies.
 * Nathaniel: Not a favorite topic of yours, I take it?
 * Justice: Would such a thing be permitted? Would it not be considered... abominable?
 * Nathaniel: If they're dead, it's not as if they need the body, Justice.
 * Justice: But I can still feel the man who once lived. I know his body, his... It is not just a body.
 * Nathaniel: That's...good, isn't it? I'd rather you felt that way.
 * Justice: Perhaps you are right.
 * Nathaniel: What if you found a living body to possess?
 * Justice: Even if I knew how, I would not possess the living. Such is an act for demons.
 * Nathaniel: What if the person were willing?
 * Justice: Why would a mortal ever allow such a thing?
 * Nathaniel: For life. For love. Perhaps together, you can do what they cannot do alone. If you gave instead of taking, I would consider you no demon.
 * Justice: It is...something to consider. Thank you, Nathaniel.