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templars helping mages escape their towers before the rite of annulment is performed
fugitive mages helping renegade templars come off their lyrium addiction
both sides working Ā together and needing each other to end the war
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Hawke, at the Winter Palace: who the fUCKā
Josephine: Champion, please!
Hawke: oh shit, sorry. Umā¦ *looks at varric* ā¦whomst?
Varric: š
Hawke: whomst the fUCKā
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Noctis: Your ass is grass and I'm gonna mow it ;) ;) ;)
Ignis, only half listening: You don't know how to use a lawn mower
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vine compilation titles then: OMG EPIC FAIL VINES 2015Ā ššš | SUBSCRIBE FOR A FREE IPHONE 6
vine compilation titles now: vines for when you want to forget about the trauma caused by your father leaving you when you were 3 years old
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hereās a picture of me doing blood magic
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im like skyrim npc:
i tell the same bullshit over and over again
sometimes when you try to interact with me, i am about to respond but then i just stare at you with my mouth open and go home to sleep
mostly i wont talk unless interacted with but sometimes when i notice you, i give you unwanted lecture about bullshit you could not care any less about
if you do one specific low effort nice thing to me, you can marry me
i eat bread nonstop
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[Ā AGGRESSIVELY FALLS IN LOVE WITH A VIDEO GAME CHARACTER ]
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Lambert: So Vesemir sneezed earlier and I accidentally said 'shut the fuck up' instead of 'bless you'.
Geralt: How do you accidentally say 'shut the fuck up'?
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Judge: Youāre sentenced to death. Youāll be hung.
Yennefer from the back: HEāS ALREADY HUNG.
Geralt: Your honor uncuff me so I can high-five my wife.
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I do not wish to suffer any longerā¦ but I fear there will be cold and darkness, untilā¦ thereās nothing at all.
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He knew those wild, black curls and the obsidian star on a velvet ribbon. What he didnāt know and had never seen before was the face. It was a face of rage and fury, the face of the goddess of vengeance, destruction and death.
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