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Isabela's dialogue contains the conversations she shares with The Warden in Dragon Age: Origins and with Hawke and Hawke's companions in Dragon Age II.

Dragon Age: Origins Edit

  • Isabela: "Hmm... strong hands. Could I entice you to leave your order and sign up as one of my crewmen? I could use those strong hands at my... helm."
  • Warden: "I don't know anything about sailing."
  • Isabela: "The ship is the best teacher. She will guide you with her sighs... her shudders, her gentle swaying as she rides the crests of the waves."
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  • Isabela: "She's quite feisty, isn't she?"
  • Warden: "She bites too."
  • Leliana: "I do not!"
  • Isabela: "And you said she was a cloistered sister? I dare say the cloisters must be teaching things other than the Chant of Light."
  • Leliana: "Oh, no, no... I learned those things in Orlais. Bored noblewomen often come up with various methods of self-amusement."
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  • Isabela: "She's quite feisty isn't she?"
  • Warden: "I thought her performance was lackluster today."
  • Leliana: "Lackluster! Well, that's a fine way of complimenting a lady!"
  • Isabela: "Ha! You might be many things, sweet Leliana, but as you have proven today, you are no lady."
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  • Leliana: "L-let us never speak of this again."
  • Isabela: "Yes, I agree."
  • Zevran: "I don't mind never speaking of it again, as long as we could do it again."
  • Leliana: "That's a thought..."
  • Isabela: "Am I getting old, or has Zevran become even more depraved over the years?"
  • Zevran: "I've been about Grey Wardens. Perhaps the taint has rubbed off on me some, hmm? (Chuckles)"
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  • Isabela: "My dear, you wouldn't consider...leaving Alistair with me, would you? Perhaps let me borrow him for a week every summer? I'm sure we could work out a deal."
  • Warden: "Would you lend me your ship?"
  • Isabela: "Of course not! You would misuse the ship-- Which, I suppose, is exactly what I would do with Alistair, though I suspect he would enjoy it while the ship wouldn't."
  • Alistair: "Not that the idea of being borrowed isn't terribly fascinating, but let's not forget the darkspawn. There may not be a week every summer, or any summer."
  • Isabela: "Darkspawn! Is this the only thing men think about these days? What about the good old obsessions? Breasts, firm buttocks, wet frocks?"
  • Alistair: "Hmm... wet frocks..."

Dragon Age II Edit

Combat comments Edit

Before a fight:

  • Brace yourselves! Here comes the storm!
  • If we kill them, we get their stuff!
  • Run home while you still can!
  • Let's dance!
  • You're in trouble now!
  • Someone needs a good spanking!
  • The more the merrier, I suppose!
  • Come on! You want some of this?!
  • Brace yourselves! Here they come!
  • Looks like we've got a few more puppies to kick.
  • Enemies! Everywhere!
  • Good! I was getting a bit bored!

During a fight:

  • I'm going to need help!
  • Someone give me a hand over here!
  • Alright, new strategy. HELP!
  • I'm too far away! What do you want me to do? Shout at them?
  • I can't do anything from here!
  • Andraste's knees! It's like herding cats!
  • Got a little something for you!
  • Oh! That was pitiful!
  • You hit like an Orlesian dandy!
  • Don't worry, I'll deal with this!
  • Time for some payback.
  • You're mine!
  • I'll make you cry for your mother!
  • Too slow!
  • I could beat you in my sleep!
  • Oh, you'll pay for that!
  • You call this a fight?!
  • I've got what you need, right here!
  • Ooh! Clumsy!
  • You hit like my grandmother!
  • I'm right here! Hit me!
  • Oh, now I'm angry!

Kills an enemy:

  • That was too easy!
  • Who's next?
  • Oh, I'm good!
  • Heh! Not so tough now, are you?!
  • Ha! A good hit!

After a fight:

  • I need a good, long sleep when I get home.
  • We had a short-lived drinking game based on how many enemies you have. It killed a man.
  • Your death toll is approaching natural disaster.
  • We work well together.
  • And they say violence doesn't solve anything.
  • Can you imagine how sore you'd be if it was your job to bury all of these idiots?
  • Let this be a lesson to future generations.
  • Loot the bodies!
  • I'm glad I don't have to clean up this mess.
  • I can't take credit for all of this, Hawke helped a little bit.

No effect:

  • If the pointy sticks don't work, try the other pointy sticks!

Recovering from KO:

  • Nothing like a near-death experience to get the blood pumping.
  • Oh, let's not do that again.
  • What is wrong with me today?!
  • Oh... I need a drink.
  • Why me? Why is it always me?
  • Ah, I'm alright. Who needs kidneys, anyways?

About to KO:

  • You can -handle this, right? I'm just going to- lie down here.
  • Being close to death is- very bad for my morale!
  • Don't mind me, it's just a flesh wound.
  • Oh, this isn't going well!

Low on stamina:

  • I'm going to need to catch my breath!

Someone else KO'd:

  • (If Hawke falls) Oh, you're going to regret that!
  • (If Hawke falls) Don't you die on me!
  • (If Hawke falls) Hawke's down! Time to panic!
  • (If Varric falls) Oh, he's not going to be happy when he wakes up.
  • (If Varric falls) Varric's out! Bianca's going to be disappointed!
  • (If Merrill falls) Merrill! Oh, blood mages are so dramatic.
  • (If Merrill falls) Oh, no, Merrill.
  • Just hold on! Isabela's coming!

Taking a potion:

  • And they say drinking never solves anything!
  • Time for a drink!

Stuck:

Trap:

  • Tread lightly around here.
  • If only that were possible.
  • I'd like to, sweet thing, but I can't.
  • Would you also like me to make pigs fly?
  • Shall I give it a go?
  • You're such a slave driver.
  • You happy now?

Isabela's remarks Edit

  • (Entering guard barracks) "Coming in here of my own free will seems wrong... like diddling a sister."
  • "There's no way this Javaris stole from the Qunari. That's hard... I heard."
  • (Going near the Qunari Compound) "Oh you don't want me in there—female troubles."
  • (Going near the Qunari Compound) "I need a stiff one... and a drink."
  • (Going near the Qunari Compound) "Hey, I think I knew that man back in Antiva! Bye!"
  • "Aww... an empty chest is like an empty bed. What a waste!"
  • "Must be something in the water."
  • (Being tempted by the desire demon during the quest, Night Terrors) "I like big boats, I cannot lie."
  • (referring to dragonlings) "Oh, look at them! They're like kittens... who want to eat you."
  • "I finally got on top in the end, but I still considered it a draw."
  • (To Zevran) "You're leaving? Just like that? What about sex?"
  • "Aveline, if you shove your thumb up his ass, I win."
  • "Looking for a ditch to lay facedown in? I can recommend one."
  • (About the Fade) "Something about this place is unsettling. It's like... underwear that never quite sits right."
  • "Step 1: We find Velasco. Step 2: Something exciting happens. Step 3: Profit"
  • (When you find the severed hand in The First Sacrifice quest) "Need a hand? Why yes! Yes I do!"
  • "I'm sorry, I don't speak never-gets-sex-again."
  • "(Referring to Ketojan) "I bet all he wants is to go chasing after thrown sticks. And someone to rub his belly."
  • (During Fool's Gold) "The darkspawn smashed the chest, but did they really have to piss on it too? Those were my best boots."
  • (During To Catch a Thief) "Buck up, big girl. It's a wonderful day."
  • "I think I need a bath. Do you think I need a bath?"
  • "There was a brothel on the sunny side of Antiva called "The Bone Pit". It was entirely different from this."
  • (Bone Pit) "You take me to all the nice places."
  • (During Haunted) "I really should have gone to the privy before coming here."
  • (on the Wounded Coast) "Watch out for the squirrels. They can be vicious little bastards."
  • (During Repentance) "Oh! I could get it embroidered on my blouse!" (In reference to 'felicitate me')

Isabela and Hawke Edit

(During Fools Rush In)

  • Hawke: "Stab first, ask questions later?"
  • Isabela: "Trust me, it's better this way."
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Act 3

During No Rest for the Wicked
Beginning of quest, while talking about how to fool Velasco

  • Hawke: "You haven't exactly thought this out, have you?"
  • Isabela: "I haven't exactly worked out all of the kinks. Step one, we find Castillon... step two, I don't know. Something exciting happens. Step three, profit. Any questions?" (Possibly a reference to the South Park episode, "Gnomes")

In the Blooming Rose, before pretending to hand Isabela over to trick Velasco

  • Isabela: Now, this needs to be convincing. And you'll need to get creative—call me names, even hit me.
  • Isabela: Stick with it, no matter what I do. Velasco's a clever son of a bitch. If you waver, he'll notice.

(Diplomatic choice) I'm not sure about this.

  • Hawke: I don't know if I can pull this off.
  • Isabela: Come on, haven't you ever wanted to slap me? Just a little?

If other party members present

  • Aveline: Absolutely.
  • Fenris: Yes.
  • Anders: Yes.
  • Varric: Yes.
  • Merrill: Yes... wait, what are we voting on?
  • Sebastian: Is that a trick question?
  • Isabela: I wasn't asking you people!
  • Varric: Face it. You set yourself up for that one.

OR (Humorous choice) You seem a little eager.

  • Hawke: I'm worried about you. You're enjoying this a little too much.
  • Isabela: I am, aren't I? (Giggles)

OR (Aggressive choice) This will be fun.

  • Hawke: I'll make it convincing, not to worry.
  • Isabela: Er... now you're making me nervous.
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(If Hawke spent the night with Fenris, speak to her in The Hanged Man)

  • Isabela: Speaking of romance... You and Fenris, eh? That taut, controlled body, brooding demeanor and intense gaze... I hear he still wears the shackles from his life in bondage...under his clothes. You know what they say about men like that, don't you?
  • Hawke: (Sighs) I'm going to regret asking you to continue, aren't I?
  • Isabela: He can't find a saw. (Laughs) I had you there! You thought I was going to say something dirty! (Laughs)

OR

  • Hawke: I haven't seen any shackles. You're just making things up.
  • Isabela: Oh. But... I had this joke lined up.
  • Isabela: You're no fun.

OR

  • Hawke: Keep it to yourself, Isabela.
  • Isabela: You're no fun.
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(If Hawke romanced Merrill, speak to her in The Hanged Man)

  • Isabela: Speaking of romance...
  • Isabela: You're interested in Merrill, aren't you?
  • Hawke: I have feelings for her/I'm that obvious, am I?
  • Isabela: Well, that's good. She always seemed a little lonely.
  • Isabela: I get the feeling the girl's messing in something big and dangerous.
  • Isabela: Look out for her, will you? Make sure she doesn't hurt herself.
  • Isabela: Oh, and if you do anything nasty to her, I'll cut off your balls. (male Hawke)
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(If Hawke romanced Anders, speak to her in The Hanged Man)

  • Isabela: Speaking of romance...you, Anders, and Justice? That must be exciting! As they say, two's company, but three is better.
  • Hawke: I enjoy being with Anders, and that's all I'm going to say about it.
  • Isabela: We know about Anders. What about Justice? Does he not get involved?...

OR

  • Hawke: I don't think whoever made that claim had a Fade spirit in mind.
  • Isabela: No? You don't like his "spear of righteousness" then?...

(For diplomatic or humorous choice) Or perhaps he thinks you're too good of a person, and isn't willing to smite you. That would be a shame, wouldn't it? Everyone deserves a good smiting now and then. I could use one right this minute. (Laughs)

OR

  • Hawke: Keep your nose out of my affairs.
  • Isabela: Oh, fine. Prude.
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(If Hawke has slept with Isabela and let her take the ship:)

  • Hawke: "So when do I get the grand tour?"
  • Isabela: "Haven't you already - Oh, you mean the ship."
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(When entering the Blooming Rose for the first time)

  • Isabela: "The difference between whores and courtesans is...well, they have nicer shoes."
  • Hawke: "I don't think anyone's looking at their shoes."
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(After the events of All That Remains and if you romanced Isabela)

  • Isabela: "I... uh. I feel I should say... something."
  • Hawke: "I know you're not good at... emotional stuff."
  • Isabela: "At least your mother loved you. Not everyone can say that."
  • Hawke: "Mother was all I had left."
  • Isabela: "You don't really think that, do you?"
  • Isabela: "Family's not just the people you're related to by blood. There are other people who care about you."
  • Isabela: "Like... Aveline."

Isabela and Anders Edit

Act 1

  • Isabela: Hello? Is Anders there? Can I speak to Anders?
  • Anders: You can stop yelling. It's always me.
  • Isabela: Oh, good. I didn't want to talk to that other guy. You know, the stick-in-the-mud.
  • Anders: He can still hear you. Justice and I are one.
  • Anders: Anyway, you wanted to talk to me?
  • Isabela: Not really. I just wanted to make sure it was you.
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  • Anders: I keep thinking I know you from somewhere...
  • Isabela: You're Fereldan, right? Ever spend time at the Pearl?
  • Anders: That's it!
  • Anders: You used to really like that girl with the griffon tattoos, right? What was her name?
  • Isabela: The Lay Warden?
  • Anders: That's right! I think you were there the night I—
  • Isabela: Oh! Were you the runaway mage who could do that electricity thing? That was nice...
  • Hawke: Please stop talking. Now.

(Or if Varric is in the party)

  • Varric: I don't think I need to know this about either of you.
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  • Anders: Isabela, you never talk about the mages' plight.
  • Isabela: What's there to say?
  • Anders: There's plenty to say.
  • Isabela: And you say enough for the lot of us, don't you think?
  • Anders: So you're telling me you have no opinion on the matter?
  • Isabela: None whatsoever!
  • Anders: That can't be true.
  • Isabela: No, I'm afraid I'm really this shallow.
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  • Anders: Sometimes, I think you have the right idea.
  • Isabela: Handcuffs, whipped cream, always be on top?
  • Anders: I never used to give two bits what anyone thought of me.
  • Anders: Justice once asked me why I didn't do more for other mages. I told him it was too much work.
  • Anders: But I couldn't go back after that. Couldn't stop thinking about it.
  • Anders: Sometimes, I miss being that selfish.
  • Isabela: Huh? Were you talking? I was still at "whipped cream."
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Act 2

  • Anders: What makes this relic of yours so valuable?
  • Isabela: The same thing that makes anything valuable. Someone's willing to pay for it.
  • Anders: That's not evasive.
  • Isabela: Look, I didn't get where I am by showing my hand, you know?
  • Anders: No, your hand isn't what I hear you've been showing.
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  • Anders: Do you ever have any regrets?
  • Isabela: About what?
  • Anders: Anything? Everything? I can't figure you out.
  • Isabela: The past's past. I learned that young. If it can't bring you gold or giggles, what's the point in dwelling on it?
  • Anders: Maybe the chance to fix a mistake? Make things right again?
  • Isabela: Eh. Our mistakes make us who we are.
  • Anders: That was almost profound.
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  • Anders: So, this relic you lost... how is it you don't know what it is?
  • Isabela: It was in a box.
  • Anders: And you didn't open it? You managed to resist the urge?
  • Isabela: It was locked. It was a locked box!
  • Anders: Hasn't stopped you before.
  • Isabela: What do you want me to say?
  • Anders: Nothing. I just found it curious, that's all.
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  • Anders: You do have an opinion on mages, don't you?
  • Isabela: Of course I do. I just don't feel a constant need to bring it up.
  • Isabela: (Sighs) Mages don't worry me. And I don't believe the templars when they say I should be worried.
  • Isabela: I'm more likely to be shanked in a bar than eaten by an abomination. You can hear those coming a mile away.
  • Isabela: "Grr. Argh!" "Oh, is that an abomination coming to eat us? We should get out of here!"
  • Anders: Abominations don't go, "Grr. Argh."
  • Isabela: They don't? I should rethink the whole thing, then.
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Act 3

  • Anders: You're not nearly as selfish as you pretend.
  • Isabela: Hey! You take that back!
  • Anders: You had your relic. You were gone. There was no reason for you to come back and face the Qunari.
  • Isabela: I still don't have a ship. I thought I could get one.
  • Anders: From a bunch of shipwrecked Qunari?
  • Isabela: From the Viscount. I just got here late.
  • Anders: I always knew you had a heart of gold.
  • Isabela: Shh! Don't tell anyone.
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  • Anders: I don't know how you live the way you do, blithely ignoring the consequences of your actions.
  • Isabela: This is about the Qunari thing, isn't it? I'm not ignoring it. I just recognize that it happened years ago.
  • Isabela: There's this fantastic thing called "moving on." You should try it sometime.
  • Anders: Has it occurred to you that Kirkwall is only just recovering from the Qunari attack?
  • Isabela: And you want me to... what? Flog myself daily?
  • Isabela: Has it occurred to you that maybe there's no justice in the world? Other than that voice you keep in your head.
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  • Anders: There is justice in the world.
  • Isabela: Is there? You want to free the mages. Let's say you do, but to get there, you kill a bunch of innocent people.
  • Isabela: What about them? Don't they then deserve justice?
  • Anders: Yes.
  • Isabela: And then what? Where does it end?
  • Isabela: It's like a bar brawl. People are continuously pulled into the fray, and nobody remembers why it started.
  • Isabela: Justice is an idea. It makes sense in a world of ideas, but not in our world.
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  • Anders: I can't believe you're still not taking sides.
  • Isabela: I told you, I only like to be on top.
  • Anders: I mean against the templars! You like freedom, right? You hate slavery.
  • Anders: Why wouldn't you side with the mages?
  • Isabela: Maybe I just don't like you.


Isabela and Aveline Edit

Act 1

  • Aveline: So, Isabela. You're a captain?
  • Isabela: That's right, big girl. What of it?
  • Aveline: I don't remember your name on any registries. Every ship that docks has to declare.
  • Isabela: I never docked, and you're no port authority.
  • Aveline: And you... are no merchant.
  • Isabela: Ooh... scrutiny.
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  • Isabela: Do men find you intimidating? What about Wesley? Did he?
  • Aveline: Isabela...
  • Isabela: What? Too soon?
  • Aveline: Too soon, too personal, too... everything coming from you!
  • Isabela: Ooh, sore spot?
  • Aveline: If you don't shut up, I'll give you a sore spot.
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  • Isabela: You have such pretty hair. What a lovely color.
  • Aveline: Other children used to laugh at me for having ginger hair.
  • Isabela: Really? Aww. I bet you were cute. Did you have pigtails?
  • Aveline: Sometimes.
  • Isabela: How precious! Little Aveline, running around the village with her flaming orange pigtails streaming behind her...
  • Isabela: ... and little boys all scattering and screaming for mercy as she approached.
  • Aveline: Shut up, whore.
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(Only if you complete The Way It Should Be)

  • Isabela: Well. "Captain." Can I call you captain? You can call me captain.
  • Aveline: I won't be doing that.
  • Isabela: Neither will I. Because you're a guard captain. No real authority. Not like on a ship.
  • Aveline: Well, you would know about having a large number of men under you.
  • Isabela: You've been waiting to use that one. Did you practice?
  • Aveline: Shut up.
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(When entering the Blooming Rose for the first time)

  • Isabela: "The difference between whores and courtesans is... well, they have nicer shoes."
  • Aveline: I think your shoes are fine.
  • Isabela: Look at you being funny! That might even get you a man someday.
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Act 2

  • Aveline: I had trouble with another one of your women, Isabela. She stole from a... distracted client. You're lucky she wasn't jailed.
  • Isabela: My women? I am but a shepherd. And what free enterprise are you oppressing now?
  • Aveline: Theft is not enterprise.
  • Isabela: Opportunities insufficiently guarded. Victimless crimes.
  • Aveline: Except for all the victims.
  • Isabela: Details. Victimless details.
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  • Aveline: How are you so successful with men? You're not that pretty.
  • Isabela: Cast a wide enough net, and you're bound to catch something.
  • Aveline: (Laughs) At least you're willing to admit it.
  • Isabela: Trust me. I've heard, "Get away from me, you pirate hag!" more times than I care to count.
  • Aveline: Doesn't that bother you?
  • Isabela: Why should it? They don't know me. I know me.
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  • Aveline: You're right.
  • Isabela: About?
  • Aveline: About knowing who you are.
  • Aveline: I'm the captain of the guard. I'm loyal, strong, and I don't look too bad naked.
  • Isabela: Exactly. And if I called you a mannish, awkward, ball-crushing do-gooder, you'd say...?
  • Aveline: Shut up, whore.
  • Isabela: That's my girl.
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(During The Long Road. Isabela must be in the party when you speak to Aveline after posting the duty roster, and choose, "You've been alone this long?")

  • Hawke: So you've been by yourself since we came to Kirkwall?
  • Isabela: Wait, you've gone four years without? You must creak like a rusty hinge.
  • Aveline: Many people have their lives because of me.
  • Isabela: But poor you, no life of your own.
  • Aveline: We both place others above ourselves. I happen to do it clothed.

(Isabela approaches Aveline)

  • Isabela: You're splitting hairs, but wishing someone would split yours.
  • Aveline: I've had enough of your loose lips. Like many, I'm sure.

(they get in each other's face)

  • Isabela: Oh, touché. Prig!
  • Aveline: Slattern!

(Hawke steps in)

  • Hawke: If I might put this back on track.
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(After completing The Long Road)

  • Isabela: So, how good is Donnic? Is he cocksure?
  • Aveline: (Sighs) Just... get it out of your system.
  • Isabela: Did he curl your toes?

(Isabela will say four of the following at random:)

  • Isabela: Dwarf your beard?
  • Isabela: Arl your Eamon?
  • Isabela: Shank your Jory?
  • Isabela: Praise your Maker?
  • Isabela: Grope your grinder?
  • Isabela: Establish his canon?
  • Isabela: Kaddis your Katie?
  • Isabela: Dampen your Divine?
  • Isabela: Pamper your Paragon?
  • Isabela: Grey your Warden?
  • Isabela: Pudding your peach?
  • Isabela: Float your frigate?
  • Isabela: Explore your Deep Roads?

(The fifth will always be one of the following)

  • Isabela: How about "satisfy a demand of your Qun."
  • Isabela: Or did he Cup your Joining?
  • Isabela: Or master your taint? That's an old one.
  • Aveline: Yes, all right? He is an incredibly proficient lover. Happy?
  • Isabela: Well that's rather personal, don't you think?
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Act 3

  • Aveline: You didn't come to my solstice dinner party.
  • Isabela: Look at you! Dinner parties, cooking... do you have a lace apron yet, or should I get one for you?
  • Aveline: Don't change the subject. I sent you an invitation, and you didn't show up.
  • Isabela: I thought it would be... I mean, I don't know. I just don't do family gatherings.
  • Isabela: Besides, one day you and Donnic will have children, and I'll be the last person you want around them.
  • Isabela: Imagine all the awkward questions you'd have to answer. "Mother, what's a Slattern?"
  • Aveline: I'll just point at you and say, "That's a Slattern."
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(If The Long Road was completed)

  • Isabela: So, Donnic was in the Rose.
  • Aveline: He was not!
  • Isabela: Easy, big girl. He wasn't shopping for himself. You're lucky to have a man who wants to please you.
  • Isabela: But, maybe you could indulge him more. Are there areas of intimacy you haven't explored?
  • Aveline: Why? Why do you give me these doubts!
  • Isabela: Aveline. If you shove your thumb up his ass, I win.

(The last line depends on who else is in the party)

  • Anders: Just... no.
  • Fenris: (Laughs)
  • Merrill: Ew!
  • Varric: Ah, that old chestnut.
  • Sebastian: Ugh. Maker.
  • Hawke: (Coughs)
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(If The Long Road was not completed)

  • Isabela: So, Donnic was in the Rose.
  • Aveline: Good. Happy for him. He needs to calm down.
  • Isabela: You're tough on the man. I don't see how it's his fault if you missed your chance.
  • Aveline: Isabela, I realize that you are always prepared for a sudden random phallus, but for your own safety, shut your mouth!
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(If The Long Road was completed)

  • Isabela: How's marriage been treating you, big girl?
  • Aveline: It's been good. No, great. I'd forgotten what it was like to...
  • Isabela: Be flipped ass over tits and hammered like a bent nail?
  • Aveline: To. Be. Loved.
  • Isabela: Oh. Right, of course.
  • Aveline: Not that I'm complaining about the other thing.
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(If The Long Road was not completed)

  • Isabela: So how long has it been? Six years? Seven?
  • Aveline: None of your business.
  • Isabela: You ever thought of going to the Rose? They're discreet and remarkably affordable if you forgo all the extras.
  • Aveline: Quiet!
  • Isabela: Not that sensual massages aren't lovely, but in a dire situation like yours, you need to get straight to the point.
  • Isabela: Some good old fashioned, headboard slamming-
  • Aveline: If you don't shut your mouth, I'm going to slam your head against something.
  • Isabela: (Whistles) Touchy...
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  • Aveline: You know, Isabela, if someone had told me that I'd put up with you for all these years, I'd have punched them flat.
  • Isabela: And if someone had told me I'd still be here, I'd have done the same.

(If No Rest for the Wicked has been completed)

  • Aveline: You have your ship, what's stopping you?

(Otherwise)

  • Aveline: Save your bits, you'll have your ship one day.
  • Isabela: And what would you do without me as a constant headache in the Rose?
  • Aveline: Someone would rush to fill the hole. You know, like you never left.
  • Isabela: That's my girl.
  • Aveline: Maybe you win once in a while.
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  • Aveline: (Laughs)
  • Isabela: And then he says... he says, "I swear I had two when I came in here."
  • Isabela: You know, those stains never did come out.
  • Aveline: You are horrible. Every inch.
  • Isabela: You love it, big girl. And you owe me for the bottle.
  • Isabela: Hawke.
  • Aveline: She's not so bad. Except when she is.
───────
  • Aveline: Isabela, I realize that you are always prepared for a sudden random phallus, but for your own safety, shut your mouth!
───────

(During Champions and Captains, and you choose "How was the honeymoon?")

  • Hawke: You never said how your three weeks in Orlais went.
  • Aveline: You're right. I didn't.
  • Isabela: Ohh. Shivery.
───────

(During On The Loose, when talking with Emile de Launcet)

  • Isabela: Aww, he's like you were. Do you remember, Aveline? When you were stupid over Donnic?
  • Aveline: Yes, I remember. Thank you.

Isabela and Bethany Edit

  • Bethany: What were you before you were a pirate?
  • Isabela: I had a husband. He didn't beat me, that's about the best I can say about it.
  • Bethany: So you left him?
  • Isabela: He was murdered. By my lover. It was all very... Antivan.
  • Bethany: Oh. I don't think I'd like to live in Antiva.
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  • Bethany: So you've... been with women. In bed?
  • Isabela: I know. Shocking, isn't it?
  • Isabela: You see, sweetness, men are only good for one thing. Women are good for six.
  • Bethany: Six? Which six?
  • Hawke: Isabela!
  • Isabela: (Laughs)
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  • Bethany: I guess you've been with a lot of men.
  • Isabela: Men. Women. Elves. A dwarf in drag once, but I don't recommend that.
  • Bethany: Oh.
  • Isabela: Aw... you're blushing! Why? How many lovers have you had?
  • Bethany: I-I never—
  • Isabela: You're a virgin? Hawke, you've been holding out on the poor girl! Get her a night at the Blooming Rose. On me!
  • Bethany: That's, um, very generous.
  • Isabela: I'm a giver.
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  • Bethany: That book you were reading this morning, "Hessarian's Spear"— I don't think he had a spear in the legends.
  • Isabela: He does in this one. Read the description.
  • Bethany: "Andraste knelt before no man but her Maker, but she hadn't counted on the archon Hessarian."
  • Bethany: "Can Hessarian penetrate the tight-knit defenses of the warrior-prophetess? Will she be prepared to face the full blast of his... power?"
  • Bethany: Wait a minute... Isabela! This is a vulgar thing!
  • Isabela: You want to borrow it?
  • Bethany: No!
  • Isabela: You sure? It has pictures!
  • Bethany: Not listening! I'm not listening!
───────

((When entering the barracks in the Viscount's Keep)

  • Isabela: Coming here of my own free will feels wrong... Like diddling a sister.
  • Bethany: Why? Why do you say these things?

Isabela and Carver Edit

  • Isabela: I saw you at the Blooming Rose the other night.
  • Carver: What? No you didn't.
  • Isabela: I suppose someone else stole your chin to romance Faith?
  • Carver: (Scoffs) That's unlikely. She wasn't even working.
  • Isabela: Mm-hmm. Got you.

(The next line changes depending on your third party member)

  • Aveline: Carver!
  • Varric: Oh ho! Nicely done.
  • Merrill: I don't get it.

(If one of the previous lines didn't trigger, and Hawke has not slept with anyone in the Blooming Rose)

  • Hawke: Carver, what would Mother say?
  • Carver: You're just... that's not what I... shit!
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  • Carver: So, Isabela. You captained a ship? That's a lot of men to handle. For you to command.
  • Isabela: Well aren't you just adorable fumbling for a topic.
  • Carver: You say that like I'm harmless.
  • Isabela: As harmless as a pup that will someday grow into its fangs and sink them deep.
  • Carver: Sure, keep teasing. I'll show you how much of a pup I am.
  • Isabela: I know. That's why I do it.
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  • Isabela: You look like a man I once dueled.
  • Isabela: He was a little intimated by my reputation as a vicious pirate, but rose to the challenge.
  • Carver: He looked like me, you say?
  • Isabela: It went on all night, under the stars, the waves lapping at our ankles.
  • Carver: On the beach? In the surf? How did you get proper footing?
  • Isabela: We didn't. There was quite a bit of tumbling around, and we were soaked and sore by the time the sun came up.
  • Carver: Did you... win?
  • Isabela: I managed to get on top in the end, but I considered it a tie.
───────
  • Carver: Why is it always about sex with you?
  • Isabela: It's not. Sometimes it's about sex with other people.
  • Carver: You see? It comes up every single time we talk.
  • Isabela: We're just talking, Carver. If it comes up, that's not my fault.
  • Carver: What? I mean... that's not what I meant. It... it doesn't!
  • Carver: I hate you so much.

Isabela and Fenris Edit

Act 1

  • Isabela: So what's with that magical fisting thing you do?
  • Fenris: I'm... sorry?
  • Isabela: You know, when you stick your hand into people.
  • Fenris: Oh. That. Yes. It's a... talent.
  • Isabela: You could make so much coin with that.
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  • Isabela: This one time, I was sailing to Llomerryn, and there was a fight between two of my men.
  • Isabela: It was over a dice game, or the last piece of toast, or something. Sailors—they're touchy about their toast.
  • Fenris: Is this going anywhere?
  • Isabela: It will if you let me finish.
  • Isabela: So, there's a knife fight, and Jim ends up with a broken-off blade stuck in his shoulder.
  • Isabela: It's buried deep in there, and we're out at sea, at least a week from the nearest port.
  • Isabela: If you were there, you could've reached in and plucked that blade right from his flesh.
  • Fenris: That's your whole point?
  • Isabela: Pretty much.
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  • Isabela: I enjoy a man with markings like that.
  • Fenris: You've enjoyed many, I suspect.
  • Isabela: Where I come from, they're called "tattoos." Sailors get them all the time.
  • Fenris: Not made of lyrium, I'd imagine.
  • Isabela: Not a one. And the pictures are different—usually breasts.
  • Fenris: I suppose a pair of lyrium breasts tattooed onto my chest would make things better.
  • Isabela: That's me. I'm a helper.
───────
  • Fenris: So this relic you mentioned losing...
  • Isabela: You have pretty eyes.
  • Fenris: I... have pretty eyes.
  • Isabela: You elves have such pretty eyes, even the men. It makes me want to pluck them out and wear them as a necklace.
  • Fenris: I wouldn't suggest trying.
  • Isabela: Oh, I would never try. Not without reason, of course.
  • Fenris: Forget I said anything.
───────
  • Fenris: So you freed a group of slaves?
  • Isabela: Would-be slaves. They weren't slaves yet.
  • Fenris: Still, you did the right thing. Many would turn a blind eye.
  • Isabela: Don't read too much into it, all right? It just seemed a good idea at the time.
───────

(While speaking to Jethann in The Blooming Rose during the quest The First Sacrifice)

  • Isabela: Ooh, I like him. He reminds me of someone.
  • Fenris: Can't imagine who.
───────

Act 2

  • Fenris: So I hear you think mages should be free.
  • Isabela: Everyone should be free. Not just mages.
  • Fenris: Not everyone's dangerous.
  • Isabela: It's not about who's dangerous. It's about having choices made for you.
  • Isabela: Don't you wish you had the choice not to have lyrium stuck under your skin?
  • Fenris: I do.
  • Isabela: (Sighs) This is silly. I don't want to argue.
  • Fenris: Do you want to guess what color my underclothes are again?
  • Isabela: Oh, yes, that's much more fun.
───────
  • Fenris: You keep staring at me. Is it my eyes again?
  • Isabela: You're very lanky, for an elf. I like lanky.
  • Fenris: From what I gather, you like a lot of things.
  • Isabela: Nonsense. But when I see something I like, I go after it.

(If Hawke is romancing Fenris)

  • Fenris: I suggest keeping your distance.
  • Isabela: Now you're just making it challenging.

(Otherwise)

  • Fenris: Do you intend to go after me, then?
  • Isabela: Will you take off all that spiky armor you're wearing?
  • Fenris: It's been known to happen.
  • Isabela: Then forget it.
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  • Isabela: So what duties did you have? As a slave, I mean?
  • Fenris: Not this again.
  • Isabela: I heard that Tevinter slaves are kept oiled so they glisten. Did your master oil you up? Did you glisten for him?
  • Fenris: I was his bodyguard.
  • Isabela: Always close at hand. Always within reach. Glistening.
  • Fenris: You have an entire story written in your head already, don't you?
  • Isabela: Mmm.
───────

(In front of The Hanged Man)

  • Fenris: I still don't get the name. Did they hang someone here?
  • Isabela: It means being drunk.

(If Varric is in the party)

  • Varric: Actually they used to hang men there. By their feet. Till they starved to death.
  • Fenris: Well, good thing they were drunk then.
───────

Act 3

  • Isabela: You seem especially broody today.
  • Fenris: Does it bother you? Should I stop?
  • Isabela: No, don't stop. But could you add some smoldering to the routine? Just for me?
  • Fenris: Smolder?
  • Isabela: Oh, and while you're at it, perhaps some cold insolence.
  • Fenris: You want me to smolder and be cold at the same time? Those don't go together...
  • Isabela: Shush. Don't distract me with your logic.
───────
  • Fenris: So you engaged a Qunari dreadnaught in battle.
  • Isabela: They engaged me in battle. I was just trying to get away.
  • Isabela: Sailing into the storm was a gamble. Took care of the dreadnaught, but it did us in too. Can't win them all.
  • Fenris: Where I come from, we would call that insanity.
  • Isabela: Nothing ventured, nothing gained.
───────
  • Fenris: I still can't believe Hawke saved you.
  • Isabela: You've been saying that for years. Would you have turned me over to the Qunari?
  • Fenris: No, but I know what they do to their prisoners.
  • Isabela: Execute them horribly, I imagine.
  • Fenris: The Qunari waste nothing. They would reeducate you into a loyal follower of the Qun.
  • Isabela: Pfft. Could I refuse?
  • Fenris: There's always qamek, which turns you into a mindless laborer. Like I said, they waste nothing.
  • Isabela: Oh.
  • Fenris: If you wish to thank Hawke, he's/she's standing right there.
───────

(If neither is in a romance with Hawke)

  • Isabela: That night...I can't stop thinking about it.
  • Fenris: Well, then I'll see you later.
  • Isabela: That was direct.
  • Fenris: I thought I'd get straight to the point. Were you expecting flowers or something?
  • Isabela: Don't be absurd.
  • Fenris: Then I'll see you tonight.

Isabela and Flemeth Edit

  • Isabela: Friend of yours?
  • Flemeth: You speak the word as if it were cheap coin, meant for spending.
  • Isabela: You don't know me.
  • Flemeth: Oh, I know your type.

Isabela and Leliana Edit

(If you romanced Leliana in Dragon Age: Origins and had a threesome with Isabela:)

  • Isabela: Leliana?
  • Leliana: Isabela?
  • Isabela: "Sister Nightingale," indeed. I remember it didn't take much to make you sing.
  • Leliana: *laughs awkwardly*
  • Merrill: I like singing! Were you in a choir together?
  • Isabela: Not exactly, Kitten.
  • Varric: Is there anyone in Ferelden you haven't slept with, Rivaini?
  • Merrill: Oh, is that what she... oh. Oh.
  • Leliana: Perhaps we... should get back to the reason I'm here.

Isabela and Merrill Edit

Act 1

  • Merrill: How do you do that?
  • Isabela: Do what, Kitten?
  • Merrill: You sort of... swagger when you walk. I've been trying, but I trip over my own feet when I do it.
  • Isabela: You just strut. It's not something you practice.
  • Merrill: How do I learn it, then?
  • Isabela: It comes to you. Usually at night. It's like a lover... or maybe a burglar.
  • Isabela: Either it ravishes you or runs off with all your jewelry. And you have to run it down and stab it in the heart.
  • Isabela: And... that metaphor got a bit away from me, didn't it?
  • Merrill: I think it did, but it was certainly exciting!
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  • Merrill: Do you really like sailing?
  • Isabela: Like it? I love it! The salt spray on my face, the wind whipping by my ears, the gulls screaming overhead—I love it all.
  • Merrill: Don't you get sick? I was so sick on our trip across the sea.
  • Isabela: Were you in the hold?
  • Merrill: Everyone was in the hold.
  • Isabela: There's your problem. You need to be up on deck, under the sky, with nothing between you and the horizon.
  • Isabela: Sailing is like sex. Do it wrong, and it'll make you sick.
  • Isabela: But do it right, and there's no feeling in the world like it.
───────
  • Merrill: Do you have a parrot, Isabela?
  • Isabela: What would I want a parrot for?
  • Merrill: What about a peg leg? Do you have one of those?
  • Isabela: You can see that I don't, dear.
  • Merrill: Eye patch?
  • Isabela: I'm disappointing you terribly, aren't I? And no hook for a hand, either.
  • Merrill: Seems that Varric's pirate stories are awfully inaccurate.
  • Isabela: He knows, Kitten. He likes them better that way.
───────
  • Isabela: It's not always fun and games on the sea, though. There are storms and hostile pirates.
  • Isabela: And it's trying being cooped up with men who haven't seen a woman in months.
  • Merrill: You're a woman.
  • Isabela: Exactly. And I don't usually let them touch me, so they get... frustrated.
  • Isabela: I insist all of them get alone time. Helps with the crankiness.
  • Merrill: But they're already lonely! Why would you insist that they be alone some more?
  • Isabela: Merrill.
  • Merrill: What? Did I miss something?
  • Isabela: Go think about it. Maybe it'll come to you.
───────

(While speaking to Jethann in The Blooming Rose during the quest The First Sacrifice)

  • Isabela: Ooh, I like him. He reminds me of someone.
  • Merrill: He does? Who is it?

(If Varric is in the party)

  • Varric: I'll tell you when you're older, Daisy.
  • Isabela: Think about it, Kitten.
  • Merrill: Well, you couldn't have meant Varric, because he's not even an elf—oh... Ohh! You were referring to yourself. Sorry!
  • Isabela: See? I knew it'd come to you.
───────

Act 2

  • Merrill: (Sighs) Why do you even like me? I must seem so dull.
  • Isabela: What brought this on?
  • Merrill: Your life has been... so exciting. The adventures, the duels, the passionate love affairs.
  • Merrill: Compared to that, my life is a stale, dry biscuit. (Sighs) I wish I had your life.
  • Isabela: No. You don't want my life.
  • Merrill: Why?
  • Isabela: Because you have a good heart, and you deserve better.
───────
  • Merrill: What was Llomerryn like? I've never heard of a Dalish who's been there.
  • Isabela: I don't imagine your people travel between islands much.
  • Merrill: Not really, no.
  • Isabela: I wouldn't start waterproofing your wagons, then. I don't think Llomerryn is ready for the Dalish.
  • Merrill: What do you mean? Would we upset the people there?
  • Isabela: It's not really the kind of place where one turns down a tumble. Even refuse a fortune teller, and they'd run your lot out of town.
───────
  • Merrill: How do you suppose the Qunari scratch their heads with those horns in the way?
  • Isabela: Why do you think I would know?
  • Merrill: Because you know lots of things! I wonder if they rub their heads against tree trunks like halla do.
  • Isabela: I'd pay a sovereign to see that.
  • Merrill: No wonder they seem so cranky all the time.
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  • Merrill: You've had many lovers, haven't you?
  • Isabela: Fewer than some think.
  • Merrill: But you never stay with them.
  • Isabela: No, why should I?
  • Merrill: But the act of lovemaking is so... intimate.
  • Isabela: I don't "make love." What I do is only skin-deep, Kitten.
  • Isabela: Don't worry your pretty little head about it.
───────

(If Hawke is romancing Merrill)

  • Isabela: You and Hawke... something's there, isn't there?
  • Merrill: He's clever, strong, and wonderful. How can anyone not love him?
  • Merrill: She's so amazing and beautiful. How could anyone not love her? (if Hawke is female)

(If Hawke also romanced Isabela:)

  • Isabela: How could anyone not?
  • Merrill: You're very quiet today. Is something wrong?
  • Merrill: (Gasps) It's me. I said something wrong, didn't I?
  • Isabela: No, of course not. You could never say anything wrong.
  • Isabela: I'm happy for you, Kitten. You've been alone long enough.

(Otherwise)

  • Isabela: Oh, I could give you a list, but that might just bore you.
  • Isabela: So... did you get naked?
  • Merrill: Isabela!
  • Isabela: Ooh, look at that blush. That good, huh?
───────

Act 3

(If Hawke has accepted Isabela's love)

  • Merrill: I think Hawke likes you, Isabela
  • Isabela: I certainly hope so!
  • Merrill: Of course, it's not surprising at all that anybody would love you, but it's nice to see you two happy.
  • Isabela: Merrill, sometimes you're so sweet I could eat you for dessert.
───────

(If Hawke hasn't accepted her love yet)

  • Merrill: I think Hawke likes you, Isabela.
  • Isabela: You think so, do you?
  • Merrill: S/he looks at you all the time, and then s/he looks embarrassed and pretends s/he's busy with something else.
  • Hawke: I can hear you, you know.
  • Merrill: (Giggles) See?
  • Isabela: Hmm. I'll have to think about that...
───────
  • Merrill: Do you think you'll leave Kirkwall someday?

(If Hawke has romanced Isabela)

  • Isabela: I might if I can persuade the right person to come away with me.

(If not)

  • Isabela: Of course I will! As soon as I get myself a ship, I'm sailing wherever the sea takes me.
  • Merrill: I'll miss you. You'll write to me, won't you? Do pirates write letters?
  • Isabela: Badly. Hook hands make for awful pennmanship, Kitten.
───────

(If No Rest for the Wicked & Questioning Beliefs have been completed and Hawke accepted Isabela's love)

  • Merrill: Why are you smiling?
  • Isabela: No reason.
  • Merrill: Ooh, ooh! It's something dirty, isn't it? Tell me, tell me!
  • Isabela: It... it isn't anything dirty. I'm just... happy.
  • Merrill: Oh. That's good, too, but I was hoping for something dirty.
  • Isabela: Come by the tavern later. I've got stories that will make your toes curl.

Isabela and Sebastian Edit

Act 2

  • Sebastian: Is this getting you any closer to your ship?
  • Isabela: Huh?
  • Sebastian: I just... don't understand why you're working with Hawke. You don't seem to care about anything we do.
  • Sebastian: What's keeping you here?

(If Hawke and Isabela have slept together)

  • Isabela: Mostly the sex. Hawke is an absolute tiger between the sheets. I mean all night, every night.
  • Isabela: Oh cute! You're blushing.

(If not)

  • Isabela: Mostly the Blooming Rose. I'm paid up through the end of the year. I'd hate not to use it.
  • Sebastian: The... brothel?
  • Isabela: What? Women can't go to brothels, too? You're just not using your imagination.
  • Isabela: Oh, look! Now you are. You're cute when you're blushing.
───────
  • Sebastian: I notice you talk about... vulgar things quite a bit.
  • Isabela: Do you want me to stop? Do I make you... uncomfortable?
  • Sebastian: It was just an observation, really.
  • Isabela: It's a bad habit I picked up, spending years with foul-mouthed pirates.
  • Isabela: Pirates only care about a small number of very specific things: the sea, strong drink, and booty. Both kinds.
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  • Sebastian: I used to be like you, you know.
  • Isabela: You used to be a woman?
  • Sebastian: No!
  • Isabela: That explains a lot.
  • Sebastian: My family put me in the Chantry because I was giving them a bad name.
  • Sebastian: It was the best thing that ever happened to me. I found peace. I found a purpose.
  • Sebastian: Before I came here, I used to be out to all hours, drinking and whoring. I didn't believe in anything except my own pleasure.
  • Isabela: Why couldn't I have met you then?
───────
  • Isabela: All right, let's just get this over with.
  • Sebastian: A duel?
  • Isabela: No, the sermon. The finger-wagging, the guilt-trips, telling me how an unexamined life isn't worth living.
  • Sebastian: I wasn't going to—
  • Isabela: You weren't? You weren't going to tell me to comfort the needy and give freely of myself?
  • Sebastian: From what I hear, you already give yourself quite freely.
  • Isabela: Ooh. You got me there.
───────

Act 3

  • Sebastian: That was very brave, coming back to face the Qunari.
  • Isabela: It was idiotic. They would have killed me.
  • Sebastian: And you returned anyway. You couldn't face the thought of so many innocents dying for something you could prevent.
  • Isabela: Tell that to the viscount.
  • Sebastian: It's frightening, isn't it, to realize you have the potential to be a better person?
───────
  • Sebastian: You've been watching me all day. It's getting a little... distracting.
  • Isabela: Merrill's right. Your armor is shiny. I can see myself in it. Look!
  • Isabela: Shit. Oh, shit. Is that a wrinkle? Is that a wrinkle between my brows?
  • Sebastian: Um. I don't see—
  • Isabela: Hold still!
───────
  • Isabela: So, I've never understood why the Chantry says if you're good, you'll be taken up to the Maker's side.
  • Sebastian: Those who die with the sins cleansed from their souls will walk beside the Maker in eternity.
  • Isabela: That doesn't sound fun!
  • Isabela: If they really want people to be good, shouldn't they offer an afterlife with... lakes of wine and a dozen naked virgins?
  • Sebastian: Anyone who wants that will be going to the Void.
  • Isabela: Sounds like that's where all the good parties will be.
───────
  • Isabela: It's been years, and not once have you tried to get me to repent or turn to the Maker.
  • Sebastian: Preaching seldom works, Isabela. To change a person's heart, one has to lead by example.
  • Isabela: Huh. That makes sense. I can respect that.
  • Sebastian: I grew weary of the strings of nameless lovers and the nights full of mindless pleasure. You will, too.
  • Isabela: (Gasps) That's the cruelest thing anyone's ever said to me!
  • Isabela: I think I'm going to cry.

Isabela and Varric Edit

Act 1

  • Varric: I shit you not, Rivaini, it was this big.
  • Isabela: There's no way. Impossible! I've had hundreds of those in my hands, and they're never that size.
  • Varric: Would I lie about something so critical?

(Next line is dependent on third party member)

  • Anders: I can't stand it anymore—what are you two talking about?
  • Aveline: I'm afraid to ask, but... what are you two going on about?
  • Carver: What is wrong with you two? Can't you ever have a conversation that isn't dirty?
  • Hawke: What are you two talking about?
  • Varric: We're discussing knives, of course. Well, daggers, technically. I never remember the difference.
  • Varric: Why? What did you think we were talking about?
───────
  • Varric: Rivaini, stop looking at my chest. My eyes are up here.
  • Isabela: But the chest hair...
  • Varric: Do you know how much I suffer under your gaze? I am a person, not an object!
  • Isabela: Uh, Varric?
  • Varric: (Laughs) Just shitting you.
───────
  • Varric: You know, Rivaini, you promised me you'd tell me how your ship wrecked.
  • Isabela: I was drunk. I thought the reefs around the Wounded Coast were made of candy.
  • Varric: Oh, come on.
  • Isabela: And a demon told me to do it. It bet me sixty sovereigns and a bottle of port.
  • Isabela: You're not the only one here who can bullshit, you know.
───────
  • Varric: I'll let you run your fingers through it, if you want.
  • Isabela: Your chest hair? My fingers? Oh, Varric, stop! You're making me quiver.
  • Varric: You know you want to.
  • Isabela: Oh, I do... I can't resist you. No woman can.
  • Varric: I know. It's a terrible burden.
───────

Act 2

  • Varric: Were you listening to that guy in the Hanged Man last night?
  • Isabela: "Your eyes are like bumblebees, flying into the window of my soul." (Laughs)
  • Varric: My favorite was, "Your lips are like the wings of sparrows. Red ones. With no feathers."
  • Isabela: "Oh, speak! And send the plucked wings of your lips soaring."
  • Varric: I'd buy the guy a drink, but I don't think he needs one.
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  • Varric: You have got to tell me what was in that box, Ravaini.
  • Isabela: Which box? I've opened so many...
  • Varric: Well, those too. But later. Right now: that Qunari relic.
  • Isabela: I'll make you a deal: I'll tell you what was in that box if you tell me how Bianca got her name.
  • Varric: Fine, forget I asked. Evil woman.
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  • Isabela: Come to me, and I'll take you to places you've never been...
  • Varric: Isabela... Are you talking to Bianca?
  • Isabela: I think she deserves to feel a woman's touch on her trigger, don't you?
  • Varric: Bianca responds to my touch. She'd never give it up for you.
  • Isabela: That's what they always say, and I always prove them wrong.
  • Varric: Stop it. You're confusing her. And me.
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(If you complete The Long Road)

  • Isabela: Psst. I've got some of it written down now.
  • Varric: Give it here.
  • Varric: "Her breasts strained against the leather jerkin like two wild stallions corralled against their will." (Chuckles)
  • Varric: "She pounced—the smooth moves of a jungle cat—and locked her thighs around Donnic's waist. He—"

(If Aveline is in the party)

  • Aveline: What?
  • Isabela: Nothing.
  • Aveline: What is that?
  • Isabela: Shh! (Giggles)
  • Varric: Isabela just thought she'd celebrate your love affair with a... written dedication.
  • Isabela: It's "friend-fiction!" I do it out of love.
  • Aveline: I will never, ever be clean again.

(If not)

  • Isabela: Maybe you should read the rest of it in private.
  • Varric: I think that's best.
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Act 3

  • Isabela: Varric, how does one get made a Paragon?
  • Varric: The Assembly votes on it. Enough votes, and—BAM!—you're a living God!
  • Isabela: You should ask to be made a Paragon. Of manliness.
  • Varric: I like the way you think, Rivaini, but one doesn't just ask to be made a Paragon.
  • Isabela: Why not? Everyone can see you're a paragon of manliness. It's just a matter of making it official.
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  • Varric: After all this, the life of a pirate is going to be dull, isn't it?
  • Isabela: I know! I'll have to steal myself another Qunari relic.
  • Varric: The scary thing is, I don't know if you're joking!
  • Isabela: Of course I'm joking. I'm not getting involved with those people again.
  • Isabela: No... this time, I'll steal the Queen of Antiva. There's no way that could go wrong.
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(If Hawke romances Merrill)

  • Varric: So, Hawke and Daisy.
  • Isabela: I think they're darling together.

(If Hawke previously slept with Isabela)

  • Varric: Really? You're not at all jealous? Because I thought you and Hawke...
  • Isabela: Hawke was just a dalliance. You know I've still got my eye on you.
  • Varric: Keep dreaming, Rivaini.

(Otherwise)

  • Varric: It's almost too adorable. Well, except for the evil blood magic thing.
  • Isabela: The most evil thing Merrill does most days is pick the flowers out of other people's gardens.
  • Varric: I know, I have to bribe most of the gardeners in Hightown to keep it quiet.
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(During The Last Straw after choosing sides)

  • Varric: Just curious, does any of this make sense to you?
  • Isabela: What? This whole "everyone's waiting for the world to end" thing?
  • Varric: Yeah, that.
  • Isabela: Not remotely.
  • Varric: Good. It's not just me, then.

Isabela and Zevran Edit

  • Zevran: My dear Isabela, it has been a delight to see you again. You travel in fine company.
  • Isabela: That's it? You're leaving? What about sex?

(If in a romance with Isabela)

  • Zevran: *laughs* Still blunt as a dwarven hammer, hmmm? Well, why not!
  • Hawke: Um, hello? I'm standing right here.
  • Isabela: What? You can come too.
  • Zevran: Indeed! The more the merrier!
  • Hawke: Let's find someplace quieter.

(If not in a romance with Isabela)

  • Zevran: Ah, Isabela. I did so miss you.
  • Isabela: That's because you're a piss-poor shot. Thankfully, you have other uses.

(The last line depends on party members:)

  • Aveline: I think I just threw up a little in my mouth.
  • Merrill: Ew.
  • Anders: Ha!
  • Fenris: Are we sure he was part of a guild of assassins?
  • Varric: That girl has curious standards.

Legacy Edit

Isabela's remarks Edit

  • "What's wrong with this place? Why don't they have one decent regular lock to pick. No, it's got to be all magic and blowy lights. Pfft."
  • "So, no Bartrand. Who do you think's going to betray you this time?"
  • "If I still had my ship, I'd offer you a berth. Anything beats living with Gamlen and crawling around tunnels to make your fortune."
  • "Try to do someone a favor and you end up trapped in a giant magical prison. There's a lesson here. Next time you ask if I want to help with something, I'm going to say no.
  • "(Sighs) Is this the perk you get for being Champion? Because if so, I'm not applying for the position."
  • "Great, now I guess we run in circles until he tires?"
  • "I prefer towers full of coin to towers full of darkspawn. For future reference.

Isabela and Hawke Edit

  • Hawke: Someday I'll visit a place with no ancient evils, horrors, devouring plagues, or insanity.
  • Hawke: Maybe a beach.
  • Isabela: I can recommend a few, if you'd like.
  • Hawke: Please do.

(If Varric is in the party)

  • Varric: The day you go to the beach is the day an armada of angry demon pirates show up.
  • Hawke: I've got a bad feeling all of a sudden.
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  • Isabela: Watch out, the ground looks treacherous here.

(If Hawke has a diplomatic/helpful personality)

  • Hawke: Thank you.

(If Hawke has a humorous/charming personality)

  • Hawke: Showing concern for others, Isabela? Tongues will wag.
  • Varric: Oh you can bet they will.

(If Hawke has an aggressive/direct personality)

  • Hawke: Hmm, I didn't think you cared.
  • Isabela: I... just don't want to see your brains dashed on the ground, that's all. Stop looking at me like that. I shouldn't have said anything.
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  • Isabela: So now you're the target of batty dwarven assassins? You do attract the strangest types.

(If Hawke has a diplomatic/helpful personality)

  • Hawke: It does seem that way, doesn't it?
  • Isabela: I wonder what it is. Perhaps you should bathe more frequently.

(If Hawke has a humorous/charming personality)

  • Hawke: Yes. Like lust addled pirates.
  • Isabela: (laughs) Ooh, touché.

(If Hawke has an aggressive/direct personality)

  • Hawke: You think I asked for this?
  • Isabela: I'm just making an observation.
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  • Isabela: Do you hope to learn something about your father down here?

(If Hawke has a diplomatic/helpful personality)

  • Hawke: Of course, I barely remember him.

(If Hawke has a humorous/charming personality)

  • Hawke: So long as it doesn't also involve my mother. Some things about your parents should never see the light of day.

(If Hawke has an aggressive/direct personality)

  • Hawke: Haven't thought about it. I just want to get out of here. Alive, if possible.
  • Isabela: Well, I think your father sounds like someone worth knowing. According my mother, my father wasn't. Not even for one night.
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(During the battle with Corypheus)

  • Isabela: Get his armor off!
  • Hawke: Really, Isabela?
  • Isabela: I don't mean that! Stun him, paralyze him!

Isabela and Anders Edit

  • Isabela: Don't you hate the Deep Roads? And look. Here you are anyway.
  • Anders: Did you have to remind me? I was so close to forgetting.
  • Isabela: If it makes you feel better, you can always blame Hawke.
  • Anders: Believe me, I do.
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  • Anders: I always thought it would be fun to be a pirate.
  • Isabela: More fun than being a moody possessed vagrant in the sewers? You don't say...

(Or, depending on what act you are playing in)

  • Isabela: More fun than starting a revolution?
  • Anders: I'm not sure I'd call that "fun."
  • Anders: When I was stuck at Vigil's Keep, I dreamed of stealing a ship and sailing to exotic lands... When I left the Wardens, I tried to plant a rumor that that's where I went. Even mentioned your name a few times...

When talking to Larius for the first time and in romance with Anders: Choosing the humorous dialogue line "because I always follow the advice of crazy tainted people" Isabela: "That seems to be your type" Anders: "Excuse me?" Isabela: "Nothing"

Isabela and Aveline Edit

  • Isabela: I spy with my little eye, something that is... red. And socially uncomfortable.
  • Aveline: Ugh.
  • Isabela: No guesses? It starts with A.
  • Aveline: Shut up.
  • Isabela: Ooh, my mistake. It starts with such a B.
  • Aveline: Time and a place, Isabela. No games when we're this deep in a mess.
  • Isabela: Fine. Gone from B to a real C, anyway.
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  • Aveline: Isabela. That... demonstration you put on two nights ago in the Viscount's Keep.
  • Isabela: Ooh. Are you going to arrest me, Captain?
  • Aveline: No. You did that on purpose and I will not be baited.
  • Isabela: Oh, come on!
  • Aveline: I will also no longer judge you for your... choices. I will make a concerted attempt to be understanding.
  • Isabela: What? Does this mean you'll no longer call me a whore?
  • Aveline: As you so rightly pointed out, whores accept gold for services rendered. You do not.
  • Isabela: But...
  • Aveline: Poxy tart. (Laughs) Had you there.

Isabela and Bethany Edit

(In Act 1)

  • Bethany: How do you stand the Hanged Man?
  • Isabela: Drink enough, my dear, and standing is the least of your worries.
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(If Bethany is a Circle Mage)

  • Bethany: They took away the books you sent. "Non-curricular." And illegal in some countries.
  • Isabela: No appreciation for the classics. Why read if it's not inspiring?
  • Bethany: I'm not sure they were even anatomically possible.
  • Isabela: Dream of a day, sweetness.
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(If Bethany is a Grey Warden)

  • Bethany: Still in the Hanged Man?
  • Isabela: When I can be. I miss you, sweetness.
  • Bethany: I do too.
  • Isabela: Well, you save the world, the rest of us will be waiting.
  • Bethany: Fair enough.

Isabela and Carver Edit

(In Act 1)

  • Carver: So... Isabela.
  • Isabela: Oh, Carver, I do love the way you say my name.
  • Carver: I... er... thank you?
  • Isabela: Carver, if you stop breathing every time a woman compliments you, you'll never be awake when the fun starts.
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(If Carver is a templar)

  • Isabela: You certainly fill out a skirt Carver. A shame, I suppose you're all religious and such now.
  • Carver: Do you know how long the Chant of Light is? How much stamina it requires?
  • Isabela: Go on...
  • Carver: With passion'd breath comes darkness, but with many against Her, She finds His light untiring as it parts the Veil.
  • Isabela: Not sure if I'm aroused or scared. I like it.

(If Hawke is in a romance with Isabela)

  • Hawke: No you don't. No, she doesn't!

(If Sebastian is in the party)

  • Sebastian: Don't do that to the Chant!
  • Isabela: Shush, you.
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(If Carver is a Grey Warden)

  • Isabela: You've certainly...filled out, Carver. Shame, really, I hear joining the Wardens separates the men from their "boys."
  • Carver: We rarely have children, true. But don't worry, that just means I try ever so much harder.
  • Isabela: Ooh, I like you all grown up.

(If Hawke is in a romance with Isabela)

  • Hawke: No you don't. No, she doesn't!

(If Varric is in the party)

  • Varric: Junior took down the Rivaini? Who's telling this story?

(If Aveline is in the party)

  • Aveline: You'd better not.

Isabela and Fenris Edit

  • Fenris: Interesting story I heard about you, Isabela...
  • Isabela: Yes, yes, all right. I just want it known I never asked for the goat. And the fire was accidental.
  • Fenris: I... that wasn't the story.

(Depending on who is in the party)

  • Varric: Oh, this I have to hear.
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  • Fenris: So these slaves you freed...
  • Isabela: This again.
  • Fenris: Such an act seems out of character.
  • Isabela: Temporary insanity. A bout of foul morality. A horrifying fit of decency.
  • Isabela: What? I got better.
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(If neither is in a romance with Hawke)

  • Isabela: So, when we get back to the city, do you... ?
  • Fenris: Not in front of everyone, if you please.
  • Isabela: And he blushes! So cute!

Isabela and Merrill Edit

  • Merrill: Ugh. I think I stepped in something again.
  • Isabela: I keep telling you Kitten, get a pair of proper boots. Like mine!
  • Merrill: I can't. I just can't. Your boots go on forever. I'd get so lost in them. I've dropped marbles in. They take an eternity to reach the bottom.
  • Isabela: That's the reason I've been finding marbles in my boots?
  • Merrill: Um. No. I'm just rambling. Look, a rock!
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  • Merrill: (Giggles) You're not going to say anything?
  • Isabela: No! And don't you say anything either! I want to see how long it takes her/him to notice...
  • Hawke: I'm right here, you know. What are you going on about?
  • Merrill: You have a bit of... something... on your nose there.
  • Hawke: What? How long has it been there?
  • Isabela: Oh, now you've gone and ruined it.
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  • Merrill: What a dreadful place. If I were a darkspawn, I'd plant flowers. Brighten it up.
  • Isabela: Kitten, any flowers would turn into a man-eating petal monsters within the hour.
  • Merrill: Maybe just a nice still-life, then.

Isabela and Sebastian Edit

  • Sebastian: Why the aversion to bows?
  • Isabela: A one armed man named Molly once shot me in the shoulder with a bow. It hurt. Now can we drop this?
  • Sebastian: I don't understand. You could learn to shoot a bow, if you tried.
  • Isabela: (Sighs) You have pretty eyes.
  • Sebastian: I suppose the conversation's over, then.
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  • Sebastian: You don't look very happy down here.
  • Isabela: I'm a pirate, sweetheart. I belong on the open sea, not squished under a thousand tons of rock.
  • Sebastian: It's an adventure. Don't pirates like adventures?
  • Isabela: Only if they end with a gallon of rum and a new bed to plunder.
  • Sebastian: Well, there's treasure here. Pirates like treasure, right?
  • Isabela: (Grunts) That's just what we use to keep score.
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  • Isabela: And you've all been wondering why I don't wear pants. So much less toxic goo to clean off.
  • Sebastian: (Sighs) I should have thought of that.
  • Isabela: It's not like I change my clothing every time I go home, like Hawke does.

Isabela and Varric Edit

  • Varric: We passed another broken pillar. You know what that means.

(If Isabela is in the party)

  • Isabela: Everybody take a drink!

(If Anders is in the party)

  • Anders: The last time we played this game, I kissed an ogre. Please let's not go there again.

(If Aveline is in the party)

  • Aveline: Didn't the last game end with Isabela getting Orlesian with a lyrium vein?
  • Varric: Yep!
  • Aveline: Carry on then.
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  • Isabela: You've a nickname for everyone.
  • Varric: That's true. Rivaini.
  • Isabela: But everyone just calls you Varric. That's hardly fair.
  • Varric: Well, it's my story.
  • Isabela: What?
  • Varric: Nothing.
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(Approaching the abandoned quarry in the Vimmark Wasteland)

  • Isabela: Dwarves are funny. Look at them scurrying away on their stumpy little legs.
  • Varric: I heard that.
  • Isabela: It's cute when you do it.
  • Varric: Well, it's my story.

Mark of the Assassin Edit

Isabela's remarks Edit

  • (After meeting Tallis) "She's got style. I'll give her that."
  • (When clicked, if romanced) "Oh, stop. You're such a tease."
  • (When clicked on a friendship path) "Drinks after this?"
  • (When clicked on a rivalry path) "(Sighs) I should've stayed at the tavern."
  • "I hope I'm not expected to eat roast wyvern after this."
  • "Get Duke Fancypants first! And if that wyvern spits at you, run like your arse is on fire!"
  • "Which of these lizards do we drag back to the Duke so we can get to the drinking?"
  • (After some hunters make remarks about wyverns during the hunt) "And here I thought Orlesians only hunted other Orlesians for horrendous crimes against fashion."
  • (After leaving the Dungeons, if Hawke leaves Tallis) "What a strange little person."
  • (After leaving the Dungeons, if Hawke goes with Tallis) "Wait, I'm helping the Qunari recover some priceless artifact? Oh, the irony."

Isabela and Hawke Edit

(After the ambush in Hightown)

  • Isabela: Don't forget to loot the bodies!
  • Hawke: Do I ever?
  • Tallis: Do you really need to pillage the dead?
  • Isabela: Pillage and plunder is half the fun!
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  • Isabela: Would you tell your uncle to leave me alone? He's often... inappropriate.

(If Hawke has a diplomatic/helpful personality)

  • Hawke: How so?
  • Isabela: Please don't make me go into the details.
  • Hawke: I'll see what I can do. And thank you for not breaking his legs.
  • Isabela: I don't beat on the elderly. And... I really don't want to touch him.
  • Isabela: How are you two even related? It boggles the mind.

(If Hawke has a humorous/charming personality)

  • Hawke: You find something inappropriate?
  • Isabela: Extremely so! It's... rather repulsive, actually. Please talk to him.
  • Hawke: But it's more entertaining if I don't.
  • Isabela: Hawke!
  • Hawke: You have pretty eyes.
  • Isabela: Oh, you're impossible!

(If Hawke has an aggressive/direct personality)

  • Hawke: You're perfectly capable of dealing with such things yourself. I've seen it.
  • Isabela: You want me to beat up a feeble old man?
  • Isabela: That's cold, even for you.
  • Isabela: I know. I'll ask Lady Biceps. She'll have an answer.
  • Aveline: Break him. And wear pants.
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  • Isabela: (Snickers)
  • Hawke: What is it now?
  • Isabela: Ghast hole.

(If Aveline is in the party)

  • Aveline: (Snickers) Not funny.

Isabela and Anders Edit

  • Anders: I'm a little surprised the duke let you come here.
  • Isabela: I'll have you know I'm perfectly capable of carrying on polite conversation without using the word "shit" or "ass."
  • Isabela: And all these jewels everyone's wearing? It's too easy. No challenge.
  • Anders: I didn't think you were going to steal anything.
  • Isabela: Then what's your problem?
  • Anders: Just... I would imagine most fancy Orlesian hunting parties require, um...
  • Isabela: What?
  • Anders: Pants.
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  • Anders: You owe me fifty silvers.
  • Isabela: You were cheating!
  • Anders: So were you!
  • Isabela: You had supernatural help.
  • Anders: Excuses! Just admit it. I beat you at your own game.
  • Isabela: Ugh.
  • Anders: Fifty silvers.
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(While looking for Hawke and Tallis)

  • Anders: All right, we should have tried your suggestion.
  • Isabela: Which? Challenging the guards to a game of riddles and making, "Where is Hawke?" one of the questions?
  • Anders: I meant the, "Follow one wall, and you'll navigate the maze," idea.
  • Isabela: Well, we can try it next time. Either that, or, "Let's get a sledgehammer and break down the walls," I thought that had merit.

Isabela and Aveline Edit

  • Isabela: So you say a witch helped you get to Kirkwall.
  • Aveline: Flemeth, the Witch of the Wilds.
  • Isabela: Oh. Her. I see her at the Hanged Man sometimes.
  • Aveline: What?
  • Isabela: Threatens to turn you into a toad and eat your babies if you beat her at cards.
  • Aveline: You're... joking.
  • Isabela: Perhaps.
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  • Aveline: All the nobles are looking at you.
  • Isabela: Would I dress like this if I didn't want people looking at me?
  • Aveline: It doesn't make you uncomfortable?
  • Isabela: Honey, you don't know uncomfortable till you've been bent backwards over the helm of a ship and handcuffed to the rail.
  • Aveline: At your request, I assume.
  • Isabela: It was complicated.
  • Aveline: Sure it was.
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  • Isabela: Imagine going to one of those Orlesian parties. I'd feel underdressed.
  • Aveline: (Scoffs) Undressed, you mean.
  • Isabela: Well, I don't need to hide from the world by encasing myself in steel up to my eyebrows.
  • Aveline: Right, let it all hang out so everyone knows what they're getting.

(If Hawke has a diplomatic/helpful personality)

  • Hawke: Can't you two just get along?
  • Aveline: This is us getting along. Isn't that right, whore?

(If Hawke has a humorous/charming personality)

  • Hawke: Catfight? Catfight!
  • Aveline: We're not fighting. Isn't that right, whore?

(If Hawke has an aggressive/direct personality)

  • Hawke: If you can't get along, stop talking to each other.
  • Aveline: This is us getting along. Isn't that right, whore?
  • Isabela: That's right, man-chin.

(The insults are randomized.)

  • Aveline:
    • Strumpet.
    • Wine-soaked pearl diver.
    • Poxy tart.
    • Scurvy tramp.
  • Isabela:
    • Guardswoman.
    • Griffon-lips.
    • Carrot head.
    • Frigid bear-sow.
  • Aveline: See? We love each other.
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(While looking for Hawke and Tallis)

  • Isabela: If you'd let me handle that last guard, we'd have found Hawke by now!
  • Aveline: Right. You'd be bent over a desk, and we'd be no closer than we are now.
  • Isabela: Well, I'd be closer to something.
  • Aveline: Shut up whore.
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  • Hawke: I don't think we're getting out this way now.
  • Aveline: We could try bashing our way through.
  • Isabela: That's right, Aveline. Just hit it.
  • Aveline: Or we could try squeezing your fat ass between the bars.
  • Hawke: Ladies.

Isabela and Bethany Edit

(If Bethany is a Circle mage)

  • Isabela: Just like old times, isn't it? Going on adventures, getting into scrapes. It's like you're free again.
  • Bethany: I don't mind it so much. I don't have to hide, or worry about templars hunting me.
  • Bethany: It's funny. The idea of the Circle is much more terrifying than the reality of it.
  • Bethany: Thought perhaps my transition was made easier by the books you sent along with your letters.
  • Isabela: Oh, you liked them, did you?
  • Bethany: They were wicked. It was like you were there.
  • Hawke:
    • (If Hawke has a diplomatic/helpful personality) Please, for the love of all that's holy, don't write to my sister anymore.
    • (If Hawke has a humorous/charming personality) What am I hearing? I don't want to hear this! I'm not hearing this!
    • (If Hawke has an aggressive/direct personality) Ugh. Must you talk about this within earshot?
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(If Bethany is a Grey Warden)

  • Isabela: It's good to see you back. It's like old times again.
  • Bethany: You know it's not. It'll never be like it was.
  • Isabela: We can always pretend. If we do it well enough, we might forget that things have changed.
  • Bethany: (Laughs) You're ridiculous.
  • Isabela: Whatever works, sweetness.

Isabela and Carver Edit

(If Hawke does not romance Merrill)

  • Carver: So... how is Merrill? Sad that she couldn't come along.
  • Isabela: She's fine, all things considered. Why do you—Wait.
  • Carver: What?
  • Isabela: You. Merrill. Andraste's granny pants, I can't believe I never saw it before!
  • Carver: What? No! No no no no. You've got it wrong.
  • Isabela: Stop fretting. I'm on your side, and I always win.
  • Carver: She's not a game of cards!
  • Isabela: Whatever. Good at matchmaking, not so good at the analogies.
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  • Carver: Ridiculous.
  • Isabela: (Sighs) What has your critical gaze fallen upon now?
  • Carver: Why do Orlesians need to have so many parties all the time?
  • Isabela: So it is merry-making that offends you.
  • Carver: Posturing affairs, filled with foppish, wine-sipping, pinkie-extenders.
  • Isabela: So along with mages, your life, and the weather most days, you also hate Orlesians and merry-making.
  • Carver: Are you mocking me?
  • Isabela: Never.
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(If Carver is a templar)

  • Isabela: I always did like a man in uniform.
  • Carver: You sure you wouldn't like a man out of uniform better?
  • Isabela: I... hmm.
  • Carver: Life's so full of hard choices, isn't it?
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(If Carver is a Grey Warden)

  • Isabela: I always did like a man on a mission.
  • Carver: Wardens go deep. It's a hard calling. And we also save the world.
  • Isabela: Very interesting.
  • Carver: I'll tell you about it sometime, when I'm not, you know, saving the world.
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(While looking for Hawke and Tallis)

  • Carver: You just leave this to me. I can handle everything.
  • Isabela: I'm starting to think you could.
  • Carver: What was that? A compliment? I'm a little frightened.
  • Isabela: I know! Let's get these people rescued before it happens again.

Isabela and Fenris Edit

  • Isabela: So why haven't you converted to the Qun? You seem to know it well.
  • Fenris: And you know the letter of the law, yet choose to ignore it.
  • Isabela: Ah, good point.
  • Fenris: I didn't escape one form of slavery only to become slave to myself.
  • Isabela: Er, what does that mean?
  • Fenris: I'm... not sure. But it sounded profound, didn't it?
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  • Fenris: You've been to Orlais, Isabela?
  • Isabela: Once or twice. Spent some time in a prison in Val Chevin.
  • Fenris: But you broke out?
  • Isabela: Broke into, actually. Getting out was the easy part.
  • Fenris: All to steal something magnificent, I imagine?
  • Isabela: No! They threw my first mate in there. I'd always liked Casavir, so I wasn't going to just abandon him.
  • Fenris: Ah. And he is dead now, along with the rest of your crew?
  • Isabela: Him? No, I left him on the docks. The idiot.
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(While trying to find Hawke and Tallis)

  • Fenris: So... we're lost?
  • Isabela: Definitely.
  • Fenris: Now what do we do?
  • Isabela: I could try to guess the color of your underclothes again.

Isabela and Merrill Edit

  • Merrill: If you weren't a pirate, what do you think you would've been?
  • Isabela: I haven't given it much thought. Maybe a poet? (Laughs)
  • Merrill: You would've made a great griffon-wrangler.
  • Isabela: I'm sorry... what?
  • Merrill: You're so quick and clever. You'd be perfect. And you'd get a baby griffon for me, wouldn't you?
  • Isabela: Kitten, if griffons existed, and if I was a... griffon-wrangler and not a pirate, yes. I would find you a baby griffon.
  • Merrill: Thanks. I've always wanted a baby griffon called Feathers.
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  • Merrill: Do you think I should change my hair, Isabela?
  • Isabela: Change it how, Kitten?
  • Merrill: I don't know. I've always had it like this. Tallis has pretty hair.
  • Isabela: I think yours is darling the way it is.
  • Merrill: But would it be better if it were red?
  • Isabela: Then you'd look like a lollypop. Stick with your natural color.
  • Merrill: I suppoose that's best. I wouldn't want strangers to try to lick my hair.
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(While trying to find Hawke and Tallis)

  • Merrill: Isabela? Um... I think we've been here before. We've passed that same cracked tile six times now.
  • Isabela: Andraste's granny-panties! I knew things were going too smoothly!
  • Merrill: Does Andraste really wear granny-panties? How do you know all these things?
  • Isabela: (Sighs) Come on, Kitten. Let's see if we can find the entrance and start again.

Isabela and Sebastian Edit

  • Sebastian: It was nice to see you in the Chantry, listening to Sister Etheline's testimony.
  • Sebastian: I was surprised, but very glad.
  • Isabela: I was surprised as well, and not quite as glad.
  • Sebastian: Oh? Sister Etheline's words always inspire me. Was it not so for you?
  • Isabela: You didn't notice I was bound, gagged, and had a contusion on my forehead?
  • Sebastian: What?
  • Isabela: Just... don't ask for the "bad girl special" at the Blooming Rose.
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  • Isabela: My husband used to have hunting parties like this.
  • Sebastian: I'd forgotten you were married.
  • Sebastian: It's hard to picture you playing the hostess, taking cloaks and kissing babies.
  • Isabela: No, there were servants for that. I just had to sit there and look pretty.
  • Isabela: If I got out of hand, he would lock me away with a bottle of wine and a dirty book.
  • Isabela: Told everyone I was indisposed.
  • Sebastian: My parents used to do the same thing! Minus the wine. And the, uh, dirty book.
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(While looking for Hawke and Tallis)

  • Isabela: Eenie, meenie, miney, moe...
  • Sebastian: I'm not sure that's the best way to find them.
  • Isabela: We already tried "pray for Andraste to guide us" and "wander like drunken vagrants."
  • Isabela: We are running out of options.
  • Isabela: Unless you want to find a chicken for an augury, we're going with counting games.

Isabela and Varric Edit

  • Varric: Our little Hawke is growing up, Rivaini.

(If Hawke is female)

  • Isabela: Burglary and espionage! We should've hired a painter to get her portrait so we can remember this day forever!
  • Varric: Next thing you know, she'll be conning guards and cutting purses without us. Where does the time go?

(If Hawke is male)

  • Isabela: I know! Burglary and espionage! I'm so proud of him right now, I could burst!
  • Varric: Soon, he'll be sharking card games and swindling merchants all on his own! Brings a tear to my eye!

(If Hawke has a diplomatic/helpful personality)

  • Hawke: Don't get carried away.
  • Isabela: Carried away? Us? Perish the thought!
  • Varric: We are the very souls of moderation, Hawke. You know that.

(If Hawke has a humorous/charming personality)

  • Hawke: Everything I know about being a scoundrel, I learned from you two.
  • Isabela: I think I'm going to cry. Look at me! I'm getting misty-eyed!

(If Hawke has an aggressive/direct personality)

  • Hawke: I can hear you, you know.
  • Isabela: Still a grouch, though. So much to teach, so little time...
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  • Isabela: So I hear there was very little dancing at the party. Not a flounce or a pirouette in sight.
  • Varric: Didn't think you'd show interest in any dance that doesn't end with someone's guts on the floor.
  • Isabela: All women like dancing. Just ask Bianca.
  • Varric: Bianca isn't interested in any dance that doesn't end with someone's guts on the floor.
  • Isabela: Oh. Right.
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(While looking for Hawke and Tallis)

  • Isabela: I give up! We've been through every inch of this place twice, and there's no sign of them!
  • Varric: Or we've been through the same twenty feet of this place about a dozen times. It's hard to tell, Rivaini.
  • Isabela: We should have gone treasure-hunting in Wildervale instead.
  • Varric: You're still upset that you couldn't swipe a drink from the party, aren't you?

Isabela and Tallis Edit

  • Tallis: So these are the hunting grounds.
  • Isabela: Do we need a lure? What do wyverns like?

(If Aveline is also in the party.)

  • Aveline: If we're lucky: slutty pirates.
  • Isabela: Or prudish man-virgins, maybe?
  • Tallis: We just need to look for signs, and be careful. We get this over with, we get in the keep.
  • Hawke: And that's where the jewel is?
  • Tallis: That's where the jewel is.
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(After some hunters make remarks about wyverns during the hunt)

  • Isabela: And here I thought Orlesians only hunted other Orlesians for horrendous crimes against fashion.
  • Tallis: Just ignore them.
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  • Isabela: Can I just imagine that wyverns are small, completely non-poisonous bunny-like creatures?
  • Tallis: Not unless you picture it eating you.
  • Isabela: Spoilsport.
  • Tallis: The sooner we get the hunt over with, the sooner we'll be at the Chateau to finish this.
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  • Tallis: Are you married?
  • Isabela: Why do you ask?
  • Tallis: I was just wondering if you had a husband behind your (throne?)
  • Fenris: That is an excellent question!
  • Isabela: Lets get a move on shall we?
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  • Tallis: Watch out! Big-hat ghast!
  • Isabela: (Snickers) Ghast hat.
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(After Tallis' identity is is revealed)

  • Tallis: What?
  • Isabela: Lies, betrayal, leading us here to die...
  • Tallis:And you thought you could do it so much better?
  • Isabela: I would never... well, yes. I would. But there's only room for one backstabbing rogue in this party, elf.
  • Tallis: I apologize. From now on, that position is all yours.
  • Isabela: Good. Just so we're clear.
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(After Tallis' identity is is revealed)

  • Tallis: So you were the one who stole the Tome. Did you read it?
  • Isabela: In between running for my life? Of course I read it.
  • Tallis: Ah, sarcasm is one of the demands of the Qun, did you know?
  • Isabela: No, it's not.
  • Tallis: So you did read it, then.
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(If Isabela is romanced.)

  • Tallis: I've struggled to find that peace, that certainty. I know it's there, I just... keep falling short.
  • Isabela: Maybe you should take that as a sign?
  • Tallis: I used to be like you. I told myself if I never cared about anyone or anything, I could never be hurt. Life would be fun.
  • Tallis: But it wasn't. There was a hole inside me. Nothing I did ever filled it.
  • Isabela: Oh, that's too easy.
  • Tallis: Not everything should be easy. Don't you wonder what it would be like? A life with meaning, with purpose?
  • Isabela: I... have a purpose. I have Hawke.
  • Tallis: Lucky you.
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