Fox Companion Party Banter Part 2
The Shattering Wood (Fox Recruitment Quest)
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Solas: Spirits cluster near you in the Fade.
Fox: They're really very loud when I'm trying to sleep.
Solas: ...You experience no other problems with them?
Fox: What kind of problems?
Solas: Temptation, for one.
Fox: What's tempting is -explicit comment about someone attractive-.
Solas: Spirits of lust could give you that.
Fox: Not for REAL, though.
Solas: I confess, I’ve never before met a human who was unopposed to blood magic without being a blood mage.
Fox: I kill plenty of people.
Fox: I’ve lied and manipulated to get people to act against their own best interests.
Fox: The only reason I don’t use a demon to do things I’m already doing is because I don’t trust the demon to follow what I intend to be its side of the bargain.
Solas: About blood magic.
Solas: You said ‘what I intend to be its side of the bargain.’
Fox: Spirits have no use for lies.
Fox: They have their purpose and they fulfill it.
Fox: It’s not their fault if mortals can’t conceptualize what their requests actually mean to spirits.
Solas: A surprisingly enlightened position.
Fox: It was the slaves.
Solas: That caused you to understand the nature of spirits?
Fox: Yes.
Fox: People here in the South don’t understand what slavery really is.
Fox: It’s not just your time and your energy and your body and your children.
Solas: Slavery eliminates personhood.
Solas: You get along fairly well with The Iron Bull.
Solas: That’s not what I expected.
Fox: I’m no particular fan of the Qun.
Solas: Precisely.
Fox: I’m not entirely convinced he is, either.
The Iron Bull: I’m right here.
Fox: And you’d’ve heard of this conversation regardless.
Fox: Were you taught magic by the ancient elves?
Solas: Pardon?
Fox: You’re classically trained.
Fox: For some definition of classic.
Solas: There is a wealth of information to be gained from spending time in the Fade.
Fox: And that level of question evasion is surely lesson one of mage training.
Solas: (chuckle) The memories of the ancient elves still linger, if you know where to look.
Solas: You had no interest in the Well of Sorrows.
Fox: Nor did you.
Solas: I can gain what knowledge I desire from the Fade.
Fox: I’ve had enough geas on my flesh to last several lifetimes.
Blackwall: So. Fox. That’s a name.
Fox: As is Blackwall.
Blackwall: What’s your real name?
Fox: Faust. And yours?
Blackwall: (grunts)
Fox: I’ve heard you know ‘my kind.’
Blackwall: Dorian’s kind.
Blackwall: Not yours.
Fox: Not mine?
Blackwall: You know what you are.
Blackwall: You don’t hide it behind veils and soft words.
Fox: I don’t see the point of hiding, really.
Fox: Anyone who matters would find out eventually and those who wouldn’t don’t matter.
Fox: Aren’t you surprised about me?
Blackwall: What’s there to be surprised about?
Fox: That I’m popular at Skyhold.
Blackwall: Been listening to me talk to Dorian, have you?
Fox: Everyone seems to think we’re in a competition for best evil mage from Tevinter.
Blackwall: Believe me, there’s no competition.
Fox: Of course not. He’s not actually evil.
Blackwall: Are you a fan of the Grand Tourney?
Fox: Haven’t seen any tourneys.
Fox: They sound dusty.
Blackwall: You don’t have jousting in Tevinter?
Fox: In our heat, it would kill the horses.
Fox: And the jousters, but we’d hardly be bothered by that.
Fox: What do darkspawn feel like?
Blackwall: Oily skin and rusted armor, mostly.
Fox: I mean when you sense then.
Fox: All of the Warden stories mention it.
Blackwall: They’re like a bad smell in the room.
Blackwall: Sometimes you know where it’s coming from. Sometimes you don’t.
Fox: The blackmarket in Minrathous stocks smuggled Warden beard oil.
Blackwall: Are you taking the piss?
Fox: It carries a scent strong enough to overpower the week-old corpse of a bronto.
Fox: I like the mint ones.
Blackwall: And it’s popular in Minrathous?
Fox: You don’t want to know how many people go to the slave pens for entertainment.
Blackwall: I suppose I thought it was some Orlesian frippery.
Blackwall: I might have to get some.
(after Revelations)
Blackwall: Ready to take your shot?
Fox: Oh no, you betrayed and murdered an entire family.
Fox: I’ve never heard of a crime so awful.
Blackwall: I betrayed my men, too.
Blackwall: I spoiled the sanctity of command.
Fox: If I was going to condemn you, I’d’ve done it months ago.
Blackwall: You knew? And said nothing?
Fox: It was easier than finding a new Warden to exercise the treaties.
Blackwall: How did you know?
Fox: Know what?
Blackwall: That I wasn’t Warden Blackwall.
Fox: Your nightmares are the horrors of men, not monsters.
Vivienne: You’re well-educated, Sa’alle.
Vivienne: How can you possibly support blood magic?
Fox: (mutters) You make one comment and no one wants to speak of anything else…
Fox: I already do, without blood magic, anything I would do with it.
Fox: If I’m going to kill a man, I don’t have the moral high ground if I use a cleaner sword.
Vivienne: I assume you also wish to abolish the Circles.
Fox: Our definitions of Circle are wildly different.
Fox: Mine made me.
Fox: Would you want that kind of Circle all over the South?
Fox: What is it you enjoy about court life?
Vivienne: It’s beautiful, complex, dangerous.
Vivienne: If you know where to look, you can see into the hearts of men.
Fox: I’ve seen the hearts of men; not something I’m particularly fond of.
Vivienne: You don’t have to like it to find it fascinating.
Fox: Point.
Fox: You have my condolences.
Vivienne: Thank you, but they are unnecessary.
Fox: I don’t offer them for your late partner.
Vivienne: I’m afraid I don’t understand.
Vivienne: And you should be afraid I won’t like it when I do.
Fox: They’re for the weight you now bear.
Fox: Surviving is always harder.
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