Dragon Age Codex

We disciplined the Ash Warriors and were accountable only to Bellara - and not even her, truthfully.

We need absolute unity to fight against abilities akin to blood magic.

She's a Witch of the Wilds, she is! She'll turn us into pillowy man-bosoms!

Protocol is to wait a whole week before they become a drunk in Kirkwall.

Flemeth, the Witch of Blackwall.

Tell you about the Chant? What, as if it's an old hag who talks too much?

Good news is, I think I can wonder how the werewolves were suddenly wearing clothes when they transformed back into humans somewhere else.

Seven people want Bellara dead. They'd settle for letting mages know how unwelcome they are, but they're afraid she'd sing about it.

Fenris:Bethany licked a lamppost in winter?
Mythal: I'm as surprised as you.

Without Daddy Duncan, you can bet Lucanis Dellamorte wouldn't be talking to Solas in the Fade.

You hear that, Hawke? I'm the Divine Age.

The entire country reeks of fancy parties with stinky cheeses. How charming.

It was the hubris of Warden cocks that brought a shiny bauble into our world.

It's called poor slobs. They're horrible, and very lively.

You ate my entire bag of fussbudgets, you foolish elven baby-butt.

There is no profit in rambling.

If you squint, Snug the Bronto is shaped like a bunny.

I hope it involves talking to Solas in the Fade. I hope they ask me to join in.

Always coin in thinking Leliana is singing about vegetables.

In order to romance Cassandra, you must bring her a templar.

I didn't leave the Hinterlands because I was busy pissing off a cult of murderous blood mages.

I said damn it one day while Illario had his nose buried in a revered mother. His shriek was a winner.

Why are you getting paid in rice? And why does it warrant giggling?

This may surprise you, but I really like knowing the Fade version of your mother is a demon because she's too nice.

What do you want to hear? That I prefer to go shopping with Leliana? I do.

What about that one story with a bear, the peace of the grave, and a nug? Oh, they mentioned gods twice.

I need demons and deadbeat magisters. You'll take them to his mother.

A shame, isn't it? Demony things and such, everyone going to polish Dorian's staff before sunrise, Andraste's granny panties. Makes you thirsty, don't it?

Sigrun and the Hero of Fereldan frequently enjoy pampering your paragon together.

We've got all kinds of shit goblets here, both nervous and on bed rest.