This page contains a list of situational dialogue and conversations Zither has with other characters in Dragon Age: Inquisition multiplayer.
Zither's remarks[]
- (Opening a barrier) That's what I'm for. Breaking barriers!
- (Opening a barrier) Zither has just the thing for this.
- (Upon seeing a treasure room) Whoa!
- (Low health) The show- must- go on!
- (Low health) Come on, Zither! Do it for the music!
- (Low health) So… all this blood… is not in my contract.
- (Fallen) Is this like, backstage or something?
- (Fallen) Hello? Alphonse, is that you?
- (Fallen) I can still do… one more song-
- (Fallen) Why does everything in the keep room spinning? A-and why do you keep turning into Alphonse?
- (Revived) Hah, look at me, still sexy! Well, dead sexy, I guess.(revived) I need a break before the next set.
- (Reviving someone) On your feet! Show’s not over!
- (Reviving someone) No no no, it’s not curtains yet.
- (Friend fallen) The last day of – whatever your name was – I shall immortalise you! In song!
- (Friend fallen) Come on, break a leg is not supposed to be literal.
- (Friend fallen) We must play on! Even though our drummer’s once again exploded.
- (Friend passing to the Fade) Our friend goes now to that great concert hall in the fade
- (Beginning of final battle) Everyone ready to make some music?
- (Idle) And now! ZITHER! And some other people.
- (Idle) Mimimimi lalalala oh la oh la (coughs)
- (Idle) Oh Maker, I brought the wrong lute! This lute's for small venues only!
Zither! and Amund[]
- Zither!: After this, Val Royeaux? I know a place where you can be covered in gold leaf and then sanded. Who’s with me?
- Amund: I do not understand, my little drunken friend. What do they do with the leaves?
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- Zither!: This is just like that gig I played in Lydes. Except I’m sober, and nobody’s throwing their underclothes at me. Yet.
- Amund: If your enemies do battle with their underclothes, your wars must be interesting indeed!
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- Amund: I’m reminded of a battle I fought in a snow storm on a glacier. This is much like that.
- Zither!: Who is your manager, friend? That is a terrible venue.
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- Amund: The Lady of the Skies led me to your Herald. What is Andraste the goddess of, anyway?
- Zither!: Andraste was the greatest singer in the history of art, alright? You can’t make light of that!
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- Amund: When we return victorious will have words with that tiny man Cabot about getting us real Avvar mead to celebrate.
- Zither!: I’ll try anything once. And then forget I did and try it again, because I will try anything. Once.
Zither! and Argent[]
- Argent: This is the first time I've worked for an organization like the Inquisition. It was always a person before.
- Zither!: Done a lot of solo gigs. If I don’t have at least a drummer and a sexy dulcimer player I feel naked and not in a good way.
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- Argent: When we’re through, perhaps the spymaster will turn me over to someone else.
- Zither!: Spymaster! I played a couple of sets with them in Montsimmard once. Great musicians, but rubbish in the sack.
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- Argent: I like birds. I had a parakeet. It was blue. And then it died.
- Zither!: Well that reminds me of a band I opened within Val Chevin. Bluebird Coop, or something. A lot of avant-garde rubbish.
Zither! and Belinda[]
- Belinda: I met the Divine Justinia only once before she died. She was lovely.
- Zither: My drummer was at the Conclave, too! I think he exploded.
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- Belinda: I pray the Maker smiles on the Inquisition. Our cause is righteous!
- Zither!: Almost as righteous as our music.
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- Belinda: I hope to stay and serve the Inquisition, once this war is over.
- Zither!: You, me and Ed Two have to go on tour after this! It’ll be brilliant, you’ll see.
Zither! and Cillian[]
- Cillian: I once dreamed of seeing places like this.
- Zither!: I did too, but I think I had a hog’s head of lyrium right before...
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- Cillian: Did anyone try that ham they had at camp yesterday?
- Zither!: I’m on an all ham diet now. It’s supposed to get the creative juices flowing. It doesn’t seem to move much else.
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- Cillian: Being with the Inquisition has opened my eyes to how little I truly understood the world before.
- Zither!: Art is all about the journey. And making a ton of coin.
Zither! and Hall[]
- Hall: There are so many people in the world. I'm not used the lack of silence.
- Zither!: The lack of silence was a great song, Ed Two – who was that by, again? Ahh- I’ll think of it later.
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- Hall: I wonder if I'll ever be able to go back to the life I had before.
- Zither!: Listen, Ed Two, there is no going back. Or was that left? Whatever, just keep heading for the stage and you’ll be fine.
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- Hall: So when we get back, does anyone fancy a drink at the tavern? That's what friends do, right?
- Zither: You remind me of my harpsichordist, Edmond! I'm going to call you "Ed Two."
Zither! and Isabela[]
- Zither!: After this, Val Royeaux? I know a place where you can be covered in gold leaf and then sanded. Who’s with me?
- Isabela: I’ll take the gold leaf but pass on the sanding. I have very sensitive skin.
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- Zither!: This is just like that gig I played in Lydes. Except I’m sober, and nobody’s throwing their underclothes at me. Yet.
- Isabela: I’d rectify that, but I have my hands full. Of daggers.
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- Isabela: Every time we find gold I think to myself, "Imagine the hats you could buy with this, Isabela!"
- Zither!: For me it’s doublets studded with Serault glass crystals. I’m definitely commissioning one with ZITHER! Written across the back.
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- Isabela: Why do I always get myself into these messes when I could be on a beach in the sun?
- Zither!: I did the beach thing after my manager tried to kill me. I could never get the hang of the drinks with the little umbrellas.
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- Isabela: Looking good, sweet thing.
- Zither!: Right back at you, gorgeous.
Zither! and Katari[]
- Katari: This Inquisition must be desperate, recruiting the way they do. Just look at us!
- Zither!: Yeah, look at us! Dead sexy, right? What were they thinking?
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- Katari: Ever fought a wyvern? I did once. Sold the head for good money, too.
- Zither!: No, but I once played at this bar called ‘The Wyvern’s Head’ - it was the other kind of head.
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- Katari: I’ll be happy if I never see a demon again after this.
- Zither!: Tell me about it, friend! They’re the worst critics, am I right?
Zither! and Korbin[]
- Korbin: Once in the Deep Roads, I held off a group of darkspawn for two days.
- Zither!: I once held off a hangover for two days. It was just like that, but with groupies.
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- Korbin: There’s so much life on the surface. If not for the Inquisition, I would never have experienced it.
- Zither!: This isn’t life? You should’ve been there when I played in the Grand Necropolis. That was life. And some undeath.
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- Korbin: Once this is all over, I suppose I’ll have to return to the Deep Roads.
- Zither!: What, you got a gig book there or something? You’ve got to fire your manager, friend.
Zither! and Luka[]
- Luka: Inquisition is such a funny word!
- Zither!: Hard to rhyme, too. Exposition, audition, something mission – eh just doesn’t work, does it?
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- Luka: When I was trapped in the Vimmark Mountains, I ate lots of mushrooms.
- Zither!: I had mushrooms once. Woke up a week later with a smashed lute wearing only a crochet scarf. Think I’ll stick with lyrium.
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- Luka: I wonder if I could find that cave with the glowing lichen again – it was west of Ferelden.
- Zither!: All the best shit is west of Ferelden! Except Antiva, that might be north.
Zither! and Neria[]
- Neria: (gasps) I've never had my skills so tested in my life!
- Zither!: You know who had mad skills? Gemstone and the Oculara. That was a marvelous band. Sexy too.
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- Neria: It will be a relief to return to my clan once all this is done.
- Zither!: You’re gonna tour with the Dalish, are you? I tried that once, but the hotels were rubbish.
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- Neria: I never thought I would say this, but I’ve learned much from traveling with you all.
- Zither!: That’s the point of a tour, friend! Well that, and waking up from a lyrium binge in a pile of groupies.
Zither! and Rion[]
- Rion: You know, this Inquisition? Isn’t as bad as I thought.
- Zither!: I know! This tour has gone a lot smoother than my last one. Audiences are a bit small, though.
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- Rion: When this is over, I hope we mages are given some freedom. After all, isn’t the point to change things?
- Zither!: Yeah, I hope we’re given more lyrium. And a bigger dressing room. And a separate carriage for all my lutes.
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- Rion: Well, how's everyone doing today?
- Zither!: Brilliant, brilliant. Anybody seen our drummer?
Zither! and Sidony[]
- Sidony: This is ridiculous. Why did I agree to come here?
- Zither!: The show must go on, friend. Think of the music, the fans! You don’t want to let them down, do you?
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- Sidony: (Disgusted noise.)
- Zither!: You remind me of my old manager Alphonse. He said that a lot too.
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- Sidony: Once this is over, the spymaster promised to let me look at her library.
- Zither!: No no no, you gotta follow up a gig like this with more music! And drinks!
Zither and Tamar[]
- Tamar: Your Chantry goes belly up, the Inquisition steps in. Always something to keep the same people in power.
- Zither!: The Chantry... now they've had a great run. Loads of hit songs. Might make a comeback, you never know.
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- Tamar: The last time I met a group of rebel mages, I let them live. One of them told a funny story.
- Zither!: Rebel mages. Did they open for me once? No. Sorry. I was thinking of apostacy.
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- Tamar: If I survive, I’ll be free. The commander gave his word – I fight for him, and I get to live.
- Zither!: Do you ever hear fuchsia lotus play? They had a song about that. “I need to live” or, maybe “Hey! Don’t kill me!” eh...
Zither! and Thornton[]
- Thornton: When the Breach first opened, I managed to evade demons by hiding in a snowdrift.
- Zither!: ‘Evading Demons’… I opened for them early in my career. Didn’t they lose their singer to an abomination?
- Or Zither!: I hear you friend, it’s like this gig I played in Churneau. It was just a hundred Templars trying to kill me.
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- Thornton: Considering what we’re up against, I really hope the Inquisition knows what it’s doing.
- Zither!: Don’t be negative! You’ll ruin your aura! Focus on the music! Inspiration! I need to write this down before it’s gone.
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- Thornton: If I survive this, maybe I’ll move to a cottage. Get a dog. And a vegetable garden.
- Zither!: You can’t think of retiring now, nothing’s over yet! We’re on our comeback tour!
Zither! and another Zither![]
- Zither!: After this, Val Royeaux? I know a place where you can be covered in gold leaf and then sanded. Who’s with me?
- Other Zither!: I’m in!
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- Zither!: This is just like that gig I played in Lydes. Except I’m sober, and nobody’s throwing their underclothes at me. Yet.
- Other Zither!: Are you sure that was Lydes? I think it was Val Chevin.