Blackwall/Dialogue


 * Blackwall's dialogue contains a list of conversations he has with his companions.

Blackwall and Dorian
─────── ─────── ─────── ─────── ───────
 * Dorian: A Grey Warden Recruiter. That sounds interesting.
 * Blackwall: It's not easy finding people willing to shoulder such a terrible responsibility.
 * Dorian: Here I thought you poked around prisons, hunting for murderers desperate to escape the noose.
 * Blackwall: That's what you think of the Wardens?
 * Dorian: It's not such a terrible thing. Some of my best friends are murderers.
 * Blackwall: They are men and women, atoning for what they've done by giving of themselves. They fight for people like you. People in silks and velvets. Who talk... and judge.
 * Dorian: Who's judging now?
 * Blackwall: I know your kind.
 * Dorian: What do you know of "my kind", Blackwall?
 * Blackwall: I know that what comes out of your mouth is the same drivel that comes out of theirs.
 * Dorian: It might sound that way to someone who's been clubbed on the head too often.
 * Blackwall: Careful I don't club you on the head.
 * Dorian: That's what I'd expect from your kind.
 * Blackwall: How do you get your hair to do that, Dorian? With magic?
 * Dorian: With proper hygiene and grooming. Maybe all three of you should get acquainted.
 * Dorian: I've often wondered what the average man thinks about mage freedom.
 * Blackwall: If you really cared, you could ask.
 * Blackwall: Oh, but wait. That would involve talking to a dirty commoner like me.
 * Dorian: True. So much for that.
 * Dorian: You caught the eye of a young woman in that last village, Blackwall.
 * Blackwall: I'm sure you're mistaken.
 * Dorian: You're right. She was undoubtedly looking at me.
 * Blackwall: Corypheus. One of yours, isn't he?
 * Dorian: One of mine? Like a pet? Like a giant darkspawn hamster with aspirations of godhood?
 * Dorian: 'Dorian, why can't you look after your little friends? Corypheus peed on the carpet again!'
 * Dorian: In this analogy, the carpet is Haven.
 * Blackwall: Is he or is he not a Tevinter Magister?
 * Dorian: Meaning 'The source of everything bad and evil in the world'? They are the same, yes?
 * Blackwall: Certainly feels that way at time.

Blackwall and Iron Bull

 * Iron Bull : You could have been a Charger, Blackwall. You’ve got the stature and the attitude for it.
 * Blackwall : And you would be my boss.
 * Iron Bull : Hey, I’m a great boss. I’m a firm believer in “No-Pants Fridays”.
 * Blackwall : … I’d rather fight for a cause.
 * Iron Bull : “No-Pants Fridays”  is  a cause.

Blackwall and Sera
───────
 * Sera: Look at you, all serious. What do Wardens do when there’s no Blight, anyway?
 * Blackwall: Whatever it takes to keep the world safe.
 * Sera: Like join Inquisitions.
 * Blackwall: If that’s what’s necessary. Hey, you’re here too.
 * Sera: (Laughs.) The Inquisition can’t be all broody beards like you and Cassandra.
 * Blackwall: She doesn’t have the hair for it.
 * Sera: Oh, I’d bet she does. Places.
 * Sera: I'll seduce some ****** right and take him to bed.
 * Blackwall: And?
 * Sera: And just before anything happens I'll tell him I prefer his wife!
 * Blackwall: What message does that give?
 * Sera: It shows I am in control.
 * Blackwall: How does it prove that you are in control?
 * Sera: Well after I'll punch him so he gets the message.
 * Blackwall: Oh Sera... I do love you.

Blackwall and Solas
─────── ───────
 * Blackwall: Sera and I were just talking about you. We need you to settle a question for us.
 * Solas: (Sighs.) Sera's involved? So this question will be offensive.
 * Blackwall: Yes, probably. Sorry.
 * Blackwall: You make friends with spirits in the Fade. So... um, are there any that are more than just friends?
 * Blackwall: If you know what I mean.
 * Solas: Oh, for ... really?
 * Blackwall: Look, it's a natural thing to be curious about!
 * Solas: For a 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: Aha! So you do have experience in these matters!
 * Solas: I did not say that.
 * Blackwall: Don't panic. It'll be our little secret.
 * Solas: Ass.
 * Blackwall: Now who's twelve?
 * Solas: You have seen a great deal of battle.
 * Blackwall: We all have.
 * Solas: Not all, not like you. You live and breathe war. You understand it. It is home to you.
 * Blackwall: What's that supposed to mean?
 * Solas: We have both seen terrible things. We have watched death and destruction render that which we love unrecognizable.
 * Solas: It is calming to see something familiar in another.
 * Blackwall: What happened at Redcliffe, have you ever seen its like, Solas?
 * Solas: The distortion of time? I have seen magic accomplish many things, but ... no, that is new.
 * Blackwall: Magic has little place in a war between men.
 * Solas: Many mages are brutes, seeing nothing more than a larger ball of fire.
 * Solas: But those with imagination, those who use war to push the limits of the possible ...
 * Blackwall: I wish the Chantry could better enforce restrictions against its use.
 * Solas: Such rules never hold. Any who want victory will find some reason their cause merits exception.
 * Solas: The best we can do is ensure the world still stands when this fight ends.

Blackwall and Varric
───────
 * Blackwall: So, back in Kirkwall. Did the Knight Commander really turn into a statue?
 * Varric: Yes.
 * Blackwall: And they just left it there?
 * Varric: Of course. How else would the children play 'who's brave enough to touch Meredith'?
 * Blackwall: Do they really do that?
 * Varric: No. No one is brave enough to touch Meredith.
 * Blackwall: I once met a dwarf who made the best home-brewed ale.
 * Varric: I once met a Grey Warden who got possessed by a spirit and then blew up a Chantry and killed a hundred people.

───────
 * Varric: What makes people think you want to hear what others of your kind have done, anyway.
 * Varric: You remind me of someone. Pious bastard, wore blinding white armor, told me my shots veered left.

─────── ───────
 * Blackwall: I can see how that describes me perfectly.
 * Varric: It's just ... all that niceness. He was just so ... nice.
 * Blackwall: Nice. Right. I take it you didn't like this person.
 * Varric: Sebastian would have taken that as a compliment.
 * Varric: So it was just you, alone in the vast wilderness?
 * Blackwall: What are you on about?
 * Varric: The Lone Wanderer, searching the world. What's he trying to find? Love? Absolution?
 * Blackwall: Try, 'Someone with a strong arm and stronger will to fight darkspawn.'
 * Varric: Yes, but what does that represent?
 * Blackwall: Wanting to kill more darkspawn.
 * Varric: You're just like Sebastian.
 * Varric: Maybe I've been too hard on you.
 * Blackwall: Oh, so you don't think I'm dreadful now?
 * Varric: Actually, I thought you were boring before. Completely different. We're all dreadful.
 * Varric: Every one of us, fundamentally flawed in a hundred different ways.
 * Varric: That's why we're here, isn't it? Take all the risks, so the good people stay home where it's safe.