I hate being so obsessed with anything DA:I because sometimes I literally squeal joyously in public without realizing I’m in public until my dad says,” Oh my god, please act natural, just for today?”
[Eruca and Stocke fighting Heiss. Stocke’s brought up his buckler to ward off a blow, but to no avail — Heiss got his Gauntlet in underneath and spread his claws, fingerlike knives running through Stocke in four different places from belly to shoulder. Heiss looks unhappy — was he expecting Stocke to avoid the blow, or was it meant for Eruca? Eruca herself stands behind Stocke, gun in hand, looking shocked as blood splashes onto her face.
I imagine that everyone’s just kind of frozen (including Heiss) for a moment after; then Aht screams. Raynie and Rosch both go into a berserker rage and launch themselves at Heiss, who retracts his claws so he can ward them off. Eruca catches her brother’s body as he falls. It seems like it takes her ages to get to him and summon a healing spell, although she’s reacting within seconds, but she’s not sure she can do it, he’s losing blood so quickly from so many places and it’s bubbling from his lips and gods and spirits please no I can’t let him die in front of me again. Gafka, probably the coolest head in the group right now, swats those goddamn floating books clear of Marco so that the medic has a line of sight to Stocke for a healing spell to bolster Eruca’s. The bleeding slows, then stops; the horrible gashes begin to close; and the awful gurgling sound leaves Stocke’s labored breathing.]
Wow… Well done.
Some of the Dragon Age: Inquisition origin stories.
(for each race the only difference in the language is between the melee and mage classes)