If I had a nickel for every time I started a bioware romance for my character and then immediately started a DLC that puts my character in a life or death situation I’d have two nickels, which isn’t a lot… but it’s weird it hasn’t happened more often.
“Hawkes story will never be resolved!!!! HAWKES STORY WILL NEVER BE RESOLVED!!!!” I yell, kicking and screaming, as they drag me back to the white padded room.
Hawke: No one, and I mean absolutely no one likes my jokes. Maybe Varric and Merrill. But you’re the only person who finds me genuinely funny. I think.
Sebastian: You’d be right to say so. Do people really not like your jokes?
Hawke: No! And I have no idea why. Maybe it’s the timing.
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Hawke: What was Starkhaven like? Do you miss it?
Sebastian: It's, ahem, different to here.
Hawke: You can just say that Kirkwall is a shithole. No one's going to dispute you.
Sebastian: I think ‘different’ is apt enough. I do miss Starkhaven at times. Our courtyards, for one, are much nicer.
Hawke: Well, then. I’ll have to visit. Only for the courtyards, though.
Sebastian: I’d be glad to give you a tour.
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Hawke: I noticed the Chantry’s got forget-me-nots in its gardens now.
Sebastian: Yes! I found some seeds. I believed… it was in need of some colour.
Hawke: Prince. Priest. Archer. Gardner.
Sebastian: Lofty titles, I know.
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Hawke: You were close to your grandfather?
Sebastian: Very. I regret not spending more time with him during my childhood. I still carry his principles with me today, though I think it’s also made me a little biased towards the longbow.
Hawke: He sounds like a wise man. It really is a beautiful weapon. I never had the chance to learn, but I’m halfway decent with throwing knives at least.
Sebastian: I could teach you, if you’d like.
Hawke: Really? That’s so- I would love that. Thank you.
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Fenris: I see that you like to remain close to Hawke in battle.
Sebastian: Everyone has a blind spot. You learn that quickly as an archer. As formidable a mage as she is, Destan has one too.
Hawke: I feel safer already.
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Sebastian: I put a memorial up for your mother in the Chantry.
Hawke: Oh.
Sebastian: Do you… disapprove? I can take it down, if you wish.
Hawke: No, no. I was just surprised. You’re a kind person. I knew that already, yet still you continue to surprise me.
Sebastian: Kindness is the least I can do for you, my lady.
Hawke: I- for me? (chuckles) I’d rather you give it to someone who is worthy of it.
Sebastian: Everyone deserves kindness, Destan. Especially you.
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Hawke: I planted the seeds you gave me. My sister used to love forget-me-nots. That’s probably why they’re my favourites. Because they were her’s.
Sebastian: My eldest brother liked them, too.
Hawke: Is that why you planted them in the Chantry?
Sebastian: Ah… yes. But that’s not the only reason.
Hawke: Yes, I remember. You wanted more colour. I don’t blame you; Kirkwall is far too grey for my liking.
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Hawke: I like you, Sebastian. I feel as if you actually tolerate me.
Sebastian: I do more than tolerate you, Destan. I should hope I’ve made that obvious by now.
Hawke: Oh, yes! Yes. Absolutely. Yes.
Merrill: You don't know what he's talking about, do you?
Hawke: No.
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Hawke: I think I’m going to invite my uncle to the wedding.
Sebastian: Destan, my light, are you sure? It’s your decision, but I want to make sure you aren’t doing it out of obligation.
Hawke: Mhm, it’s a terrible idea. I know. But I feel like finally we’ve reached some kind of understanding. He, um, he waters the flowers. The forget-me-nots. He does it when he thinks I’m not looking or not at home. But he does it. There’s no obligation, just my foolish sentiment.
Sebastian: Your ‘foolish sentiment’ happens to be one of the things I adore about you.
Hawke: You certainly know how to make me blush.
Sebastian: I try.
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Hawke: I feel like I’m mourning this city before it’s even crashed and burned.
Sebastian: To me, it seems as if you are the only thing keeping it standing.
Hawke: Sometimes, I want to convince myself that the people here don’t deserve it. That I should just leave, let it crumble, have Orsino and Meredith battle it out somewhere quiet so I don’t have to bloody deal with it anymore.
Sebastian: But you can’t. You’ve kindness down to your bones, Destan.
Hawke: Your tattoos are beautiful, Merrill. What do they mean?
Merrill: Oh, you mean my vallaslin? Mine honours the goddess Mythal.
Hawke: That’s lovely. And done with such a steady hand, too. My own tattoos always come out so wonky. I had to use magic to redo them.
Merrill: Well, I think they’re very nice!
Hawke: Thank you. Can you tell me more? About your… vallaslin? And Mythal?
Merrill: Oh, I could go on forever. If you let me, I mean. Most people tell me to just stop talking.
Hawke: That’s unkind of them.
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Merrill: You call your brother by a different name sometimes.
Hawke: Kadir? Yeah, it’s the name he was born with. Though our mother insisted on giving him a more Fereldan name. So he’d fit in.
Merrill: Oh. She didn’t give you one?
Hawke: I refused to go by it. I mean, do I even look like a ‘Marian’? Absolutely not.
Merrill: So, what should I call your brother?
Hawke: ‘Dickhead’, ‘moron’ and ‘ökuz’ are good ones.
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Merrill: Your magic is very pretty.
Hawke: I don’t suppose my enemies think the same. But I guess it’s hard to think if you are dead.
Merrill: Very hard.
Hawke: Unless you reanimate a corpse, maybe.
Merrill: Do they even have thoughts? They don’t… right? Oh, I’m not sure.
Hawke: We can always find out!
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Merrill: Who taught you about magic? I had the Keeper, but you aren’t Dalish. Oh, obviously.
Hawke: My father did. He was a mage as well.
Merrill: You’re very lucky.
Hawke: Yes. Yeah, I am. He influenced a lot of my magic, actually. I do wonder what my magic would be like without him. Different, maybe. Softer. Not mine.
Merrill: That would be a shame. You’re perfect just the way you are. Your magic. I mean, you as well. I'll just… stop talking now.
Hawke: Merrill. Thank you.
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Merrill: Hawke! I wanted to thank you again for bringing me here. To Kirkwall.
Hawke: There’s no need. You’re my friend, Merrill.
Merrill: We are friends, aren’t we? That makes me so happy.
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Hawke: I think we’re quite alike, Merrill.
Merrill: Really? You’re very tall.
Hawke: That’s true. I mean alike in motivation. I think wanting to connect to your culture is very admirable. It’s not easy to do. I respect you a lot for it.
Merrill: You’re too kind, Hawke.
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Merrill: I am so sorry about your mother.
Hawke: …thank you.
Merrill: Is there anything I can do? I want to help.
Hawke: Thanks, Merrill. I’m okay. But if you’re not doing anything tonight, maybe you could come by the estate and we can do something together. Or just sit in silence. Sitting in silence is good.
Merrill: Sitting in silence! I love it. I will be there.
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Merrill: Was I wrong? Am I a monster? Am I- did I kill Pol? Did I kill the Keeper?
Hawke: No. No, Merrill. You didn’t. This isn’t your fault.
Merrill: They’re dead because of me.
Hawke: No. There were circumstances out of your control. You didn’t conjure the Varterral and tell it to attack Pol, did you?
Merrill: But, Hawke-
Hawke: I’m sorry they’re gone, I am. But you can’t blame yourself for it happening, Merrill. It wasn’t your fault.
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Merrill: I don’t know if I can believe you yet. About it not being my fault.
Hawke: That’s okay. These things take time, I know.
Merrill: But… I am really, really grateful. You are a very good friend, Hawke.
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Hawke: How do you feel about being invited to my wedding?
Isabela: It’s less about the ocean and more about the boat. The sea can be violent and hard to navigate, but a good boat will get you where you need to go. Until you sail into a storm.
Hawke: Ah.
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Hawke: I was wondering if you could help me with something, Isabela.
Isabela: Oh? There’s not much I can do about that tension you carry. Unless-
Hawke: Unless you find a magical massaging mallet that won’t break my bones and beat it out of my shoulders?
Isabela: That’s exactly what I was going to say.
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Hawke: I was actually going to ask if there’s anything you can do about seasickness. I can’t handle being on boats. Makes my stomach cave in on itself.
Isabela: Nothing I can do. Sorry!
Hawke: Shame. What about your crew members who got seasick?
Isabela: We’d throw them over the side.
Hawke: Oh.
Isabela: (laughs) Not really. All they needed was a bucket.
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Isabela: You’re very ride or die, Hawke. I like that.
Hawke: You like that, or you like that?
Isabela: Oh, Hawke. Don’t you go falling for me now.
Hawke: Alas, my heart belongs to another. Beautiful, beautiful Kirkwall.
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Hawke: You have beautiful features, Isabela. I’d love to paint you.
Isabela: Are you trying to get me in bed with you? Because it’s working.
Hawke: Oh, no. Just stating a fact.
Isabela: Case in point.
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Hawke: You doing okay?
Isabela: I’m fine. And that’s only thanks to you. I still don’t know how to thank you. I mean, why would you even do that for me?
Hawke: You’re my friend.
Isabela: It’s that simple? I’m a backstabbing, thieving snake, Hawke. I lied to you. And you killed the Arishok for me!
Hawke: You’re my friend. Not a snake. My friend.
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Isabela: Hm. I’ve figured you out, Hawke.
Hawke: Uh oh.
Isabela: You and Sebastian.
Hawke: Uh oh.
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Hawke: You’re the only one who hasn’t brought up my mother yet.
Isabela: Yeah, well… I just figured you’d talk if you want to.
Hawke: Thank you.
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Isabela: The Dwarf is in love with you, you know.
Hawke: Varric has a name, Isabela. And no, he isn’t.
Isabela: Sometimes I think you’re being coy on purpose, but I’ve realised you’re actually just… really blind.
Hawke: I can see just fine!
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Isabela: So your brother is a Grey Warden and you’re the Champion of Kirkwall. Those are big titles.
Hawke: Yeah. I’m not sure whether to be proud of Carver or terrified.
Isabela: A bit of both is healthy. What about yourself?
Hawke: Less proud. Not terrified. Just ‘eh’. I feel that’s the general state of people living in Kirkwall.
Isabela: You can say that again.
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Hawke: Things just get worse and worse. I'm so tired, Isabela. I'm just so tired.
Isabela: (Sigh) I'm going to miss our time together. But this shithole makes you want to leave and never come back.
Hawke: Sounds like you have an escape plan all figured out.
Isabela: Don't tell me it hasn't crossed your mind.
Hawke: Oh, it has. But…
Isabela: I know. You just can't stay away. You're the Champion of Kirkwall, but that doesn't mean you have to solve every problem in this city.
Hello! This is fake banter I came up with in my free time. Fenris’s dialogue is the only explicitly paired one, but you can read any of them assuming they’re romantic or platonic with Hawke. These also assume everyone gets along with Hawke but they’re not explicitly friendship.
I hope everyone is decently characterised, enjoy!
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Carver: You… and my [Brother/Sister] are together, correct?
Fenris: That is correct.
Carver: I don’t get, what do you see in [him/her]?
Fenris: Do you really want to know?
Carver: I want to understand.
Fenris: [He/She]…
(Green personality): Brings me peace of mind.
(Purple personality): Makes me laugh.
(Red personality): Knows how to throw [his/her] weight around.
Carver: Really, that’s what you like about [him/her]?
Fenris: I can share other aspects of why I like Hawke if you wish.
Carver: Forget it - perhaps I’ll never understand.
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Hawke: I’m proud of you.
Carver: What?
Hawke:
(Green personality): *chuckles* I’ll say it again, if you want me to-
(Purple personality): Didn’t hear me the first time? I’ll say it a hundred times more-
(Red personality): You heard me, don’t make me repeat myself-
Carver: I get it! Stop, just stop it.
Hawke: You look upset.
Carver: I just - don’t want to hear those words from you of all people. I don’t need your approval.
Carver: Besides… you remind me too much of Mother when you say it that way.
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Carver: I have a request to ask of you Merrill.
Merrill: A request? What kind of request?
Carver: Well… you don’t have anywheres to be… I was thinking- *ahem*, I was thinking once I leave for Vigil’s Keep …perhaps you can leave with me?
Merrill: I’m sorry Carver, I can’t do that.
Carver: May I ask why you can’t?
Merrill: Sure you can!
Carver: …
Merrill: …
Carver: …Why can’t you leave?
Merrill: Because Hawke still needs my help, now more than ever! I won’t abandon [him/her] like that.
Carver: *long sigh* Of course [he/she] does.
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Carver: Do you regret not making me a guardsmen?
Aveline: Makers breath Carver, are you looking to open old wounds? Put it to rest.
Carver: I just want to know, because…
Aveline: Go on…
Carver: Because sometimes I wonder if it turned out differently, if I wouldn’t have gone with my [brother/sister] on that stupid expedition.
Aveline: Hm… I see.
Aveline: If you want my honest opinion? I don’t think being a guardsmen would’ve made a difference. You would’ve signed up anyways and Hawke wouldn’t have stopped you.
Carver: Do you think so?
Aveline: I know so.
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Varric: So Junior, how’s that popularity in the Wardens coming along? Are people kissing the ground you walk on yet?
Carver: Ha-ha very funny Dwarf, you of all people should know that kind of information.
Varric: Should I? The Wardens can be very secretive y’know, even with their gossip.
Carver: Hm… yes I suppose we can be. Sometimes I forget who I’m speaking to.
Varric: Aw not going to share anymore, Junior? *tsk* I shouldn’t have said anything.
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Carver: I knew somehow [he’d/she’d] end up in the centre of it all… it’s like [he/she] begs for trouble to find [him/her].
Anders: It can’t be helped can it? [He’s/She’s] a mage after all. Hawke’s a part of the fight regardless of [his/her] station.
Carver: Can it Magey. This is partially your doing, filling [his/her] with nonsense about “justice” and “action”.
Carver: I don’t know why I didn’t hand you to the Templars before, I should just drag you back to the order once I’m finished here.
Anders: I’d advise against doing that, Warden Carver.
Carver: Oh? And tell me why I shouldn’t.
Anders: Because Hawke would follow suit.
Carver: And become a Warden? *scoffs* Please, I wouldn’t let [him/her].
Anders: It wouldn’t be up to you, trust me.
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Carver: You seem like a free spirit.
Isabela: Is that so?
Carver: Yes, and you have a ship.
Isabela: If you’re trying to flirt me, you could just say I have pretty eyes and huge tits.
Carver: That’s-! Not what I’m- I just don’t understand.
Carver: Why do you stay here in Kirkwall? There’s nothing here worth your time.
Isabela: Oh so you finally drop a proper line, I’m swooning in your arms already.
Carver: Isabela…
Isabela: Fine, I guess I’ll answer your question.
Isabela: I guess I stay because… I like the view.
Carver: The view? Are you referring to my [brother/sister]?
Isabela: Maybe I am - maybe I’m not, maybe I’m referring to what’s in front of me.
Carver: I… see…
Isabela: *chuckles* It’s fun to watch the view turn red.
wake up babe, new reason to ditch FANDOM/Wikia just dropped
Previosuly
corporate monster infested with ads which devoured Gamepedia and other companies (feat me on their shit policies, SEO and migration process)
turning entire articles into ads if paid enough
limited functionality preventing admins to even fight vandalism
merging and removing of LGBT+ wikis (and forced domain change for educational [think serious] wikis to "fandom")
official wiki status has no meaning in controlling shit
very much censorship (same good ol' allergy to adult stuff)
gets paid by US Navy to advertise their events (one, two)
Alternative free wiki hostings (aka wiki farms)
Miraheze - started in 2015, non-commercial - no ads and runs on donations, wide array of MediaWiki features, wide array of allowed types of wikis and content, much autonomy for projects, custom domain and private wiki options
wiki.gg - started in 2022 by former Gamepedia staff, limited to video games, accent on involvement of game devs and thus hosting official wikis, has ads for anons (but only of games having wikis here)
Telepedia - started in 2022, limited to entertainment (although might allow other themes upon review), has ads for anons, replicates Miraheze structure
WikiTide - started in 2023, no ads and runs on donations (but also tied w/ premium version called WikiForge), largely replicates Miraheze but has stricter content policies, custom domain option
Other free options I'm aware of are either too limited in allowed content or are very outdated/unstable in technical department to recommend here (or in case of Neoseeker - I'm completely unfamiliar with it, and can't say anything about it), but you still can check them out, alongside paid hostings, on this MediaWiki page.
If you (or your community) are brave and dedicated enough you can go with self-hosted MediaWiki instance (aka independent hosting), like JoJo Wiki (who started on Wikia and succeed at overtaking the SEO) or NIWA wikis. This option, of course, requires funding and technical knowledge, but it's still very much possible.
How to find existing alternative/independent wikis
try to use "-fandom" filter for search query in Google, or use other search engines like Bing or DuckDuckGo
Indie Wiki Buddy browser extension - it modifies search engine results and performs redirects based on its centralized list of independent wikis; a new indie wiki has to be requested/submitted to get added [ Firefox / Chrome ]
Redirect to wiki.gg browser extension - same as IWB but for wikis moved to wiki.gg (as I understand, works automatically without dedicated listing) [ Firefox / Chrome ]
(simple) Redirector browser extension - in case the wiki is neither on IWB or wiki.gg, and it doesn't filter out search results - only performs redirect on whatever you get; a redirect has to be set manually - see this tutorial [ Firefox / Chrome ]
Fuck FANDOM, support real people, support indie wikis
Do not just do -fandom. That is incomplete advice if you want to actually use a search engine properly. If the site mentions the word fandom, it will be excluded from the results.
Instead:
Put your fandom, then a space, then "-site:fandom.com" at the end. Do not put a space between the hyphen and "site" or the colon and "fandom." This specific format excludes all sites that include this as part of the URL.
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