Sera/Dialogue

Sera's dialogue contains a list of conversations she has with her companions.

Sera and Blackwall

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Sera and Cassandra

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Sera and Cole

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Sera and Dorian

• Dorian: Where did you get all those arrows, Sera? You've got hundreds.
• Sera: From your arse!
• Dorian: Well my arse should open up a shop! Apparently it's quite prolific.

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• Dorian: Indulge me, Sera. What do you think of when I say "demon?"
• Sera: Arrows.
• Dorian: Fine. "Magister?"
• Sera: Arrows.
• Dorian: Not helpful. But given our history, I'll accept it. "Thaumaturgy?"
• Sera: What?
• Dorian: Magical endeavors. Helpful wonders.
• Sera: Ohhh. Arrows.
• Dorian: (Sighs.)

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• Sera: You don't laugh like a Tevinter.
• Dorian: How is a Tevinter supposed to laugh, exactly?
• Sera: Cruel and stupid, like... (cackles.)
• Dorian: Oh no. You're not allowed to laugh like that until you get your magister license.
• Sera: Knew it! Varric owes me a sovereign.

Sera and Iron Bull

• Iron Bull: Sera, I had a thought. The next time we run into a line of enemies, I'll pick you up and throw you.
• Sera: Get off.
• Iron Bull: No! This could work ! I loft you over the front rank, and you land behind them to flank ... mayhem ensues.
• Sera: I can't fly, you daft tit!
• Iron Bull: Think of the mayhem, Sera! Mayhem.
• Sera: I'd get a wedge-up something fierce!
• Iron Bull: Look, you and Varric are the only ones small enough and he's... pretty dense.
• Varric: Ouch! (If he's in the party)
• Sera: Well, do some bloody presses!

Sera and Solas

• Sera: You can make magic anywhere, Solas? Ever piss it by accident?
• Solas: No. Wait...no.
• Sera: What? How would you not remember something like that?
• Solas: We were all young once.

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• Solas: Ar dirthan'as ir elgara, ma'sula e'var vhenan.
• Sera: Pppbbthh!
• Solas: Excuse me?
• Sera: Excuse yourself, whatever you said and what I did, same difference to me.
• Solas: I'd hoped, well, our people can sometimes feel the rhythm of the language despite lacking the vocabulary.
• Sera: Uh huh? Know what else is good? Words that mean things. Like these, words.
• Solas: Fenedhis lasa.

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• Solas: Have you ever had any interest in learning magic, Sera? While it has not manifested naturally, there are ways to determine whether arcane gifts lie dormant within you.
• Sera: What? Don't make me think about that. I have to sleep at night!
• Solas: Sleeping would give you the chance to explore the Fade. I could introduce you to spirits.
• Sera: Right, you're messing with me on purpose!
• Solas: Why would I do that? It is not as though I know who filled my bedroll with lizards.
• Sera: Heh. Fair point! That was pretty good.

Sera and Varric

• Varric: So what exactly is the deal with the Friends of Red Jenny?
• Sera: Why are you lot always on about this? There's no deal. You just do things.
• Varric: Just... "things" like... whatever.
• Sera: Just things.
• Varric: Like the, what, the hundred or so groups in Kirkwall, that sat around all night dressed as guards or exotic dancers, waiting to jump out and hit someone?
• Sera: Nah, a friend shut them out. But they were legend, right?

Sera and Vivienne

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