|My poor Inquisitor, way back in more innocent times when|
the biggest question on her frazzled mind was to wonder why
Solas and Bull weren't flirting back.
I was skeptical. Was my game already drawing to a conclusion? What if I didn't want to end the game? What if I wanted to keep running around the Storm Coast and the Hinterlands? What if I liked running from bears, Templars, and rude apostates? So my Inky kept putting off “In Your Heart Shall Burn” until even sweet Josie was basically sending daily memos, Leliana was bombarding her with Raven-mail (even though her tent was just steps away from the Chantry), and poor Cullen just looked more clenched than usual. Even his hair.
|Cullen at his most courageous and adorable. This scene|
immediately caused me to add him to my "People I Must
Romance" list. With little hearts and sparkles.
|Chancellor Roderick ends up not only redeeming himself|
and saving the village, but he actually demonstrates a
sense of humor even on his deathbed. That's hardcore.
|A giant army. Aaand... now there's a dragon. That's great. |
That's just great. Game over, man, game over!