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==Sigrun and [[Oghren]]== |
==Sigrun and [[Oghren]]== |
Revision as of 00:43, 19 April 2010
Sigrun's dialogue contains a list of the conversations that Sigrun shares with the other companions, in which they discuss each other's backgrounds, and their reactions to the game's events. It also contains a list of the conversations she shares with The Warden.
Sigrun's Remarks
Sigrun and the Warden
Vigil's Keep Throne Room
Books on the Bookshelves behind Sigrun
- They’re all at your disposal. (+3)
- It’s just kindling when winter comes. (+2)
- And every one is about mabari hounds. Yawn.
After meeting Mischa in Amaranthine, part of Sigrun's Roguish Past
- It was pretty funny.
- She was too hard on you.
- I’d rather not talk about that humiliating incident. (-10) (ends conversation)
Begins with, "I need to thank you."
(Requires very high approval, 80+(?))
- After all that's happened, is the Legion so important?
- I know you haven't abandoned the Legion.
- Aren't our purposes the same?
Amaranthine
Counter at Glassric's Shop
(Second "level" of dialogue options is only available if Oghren is in the active party.)
- Oh, you better not. I want to shop here again. (+2) (Sigrun)
- We can buy anything you want. (+6) (Sigrun)
- Keep your hands to yourself.
Bumping into Mischa, beginning Sigrun's Roguish Past
(requires 35(?) approval)
- Hey, you bumped into her.
- Apologize for that slur, now.
- Sigrun, what's going on?
Finding Mischa in the Crown and Lion Inn, conclusion of Sigrun's Roguish Past
- Vollney? Was that Varlan's ring? You can't give that away. (ends conversation)
- That means a lot to Sigrun, so you'd better appreciate it. (ends conversation)
- Keep the ring. I'll give Mischa some gold. (+6)
Wending Wood
Tree in the first area of the Wood
- You don't have to. We smell them all the time.
- The darkspawn smell bad?
- You don't like the smell of rust, blood, and taint? (-3)
Sigrun and Oghren
- Oghren: So... you come here often?
- Sigrun: No, I've never been this close to the surface.
- Oghren: Well, you're welcome to come with me anytime. A-ny-time.
- Sigrun: I'm sorry, what?
- Oghren: The name's Oghren, by the way... but the ladies pronounce it "Ohhh-ghren."
--
- Oghren: You remind me of Branka, sometimes.
- Sigrun: I remind you of your ex-wife, who fed her entire house to darkspawn in search for a magical anvil?
- Oghren: Yes-- well, no... not when you put it that way.
- Sigrun: Smooth, Oghren. Real smooth.
--
- Sigrun: For all your faults, Oghren, you are a remarkable fighter.
- Oghren: Really? (Laughs) Let's go 'round the corner so I can show you something else remarkable.
- Sigrun: It was just a friendly compliment!
- Oghren: You're friendly. I'm brazen and lustful. We're even!
- Sigrun: (Sigh)
--
- Oghren: So... what are you doing tonight?
- Sigrun: Sleeping. Alone. With a knife under my pillow.
- Oghren: (Snickers) Hot.
- Sigrun: Honestly, Oghren. What's the point? I'm in the Legion of the Dead. Nothing between us will last.
- Oghren: Exactly! All the fun, none of the commitment!
- Sigrun: (Groans)
--
- Sigrun: Ugh. Oghren, I could light your breath on fire.
- Oghren: That's not the only thing you could light on fire, saucy lady.
- Sigrun: (Sigh) Do you ever stop drinking?
- Oghren: Oh, don't you worry about that. It enhances the Oghren experience. I'm like a cherry soaked in brandy. Plump... juicy... and full of intoxicating flavor.
- Sigrun: (Chokes)
--
- Oghren: Why are you so resistant, woman?
- Sigrun: I'm not resistant.
- Oghren: Really? Great! You, me, the bushes. Let's get those branches a-rustling.
- Sigrun: Sure. Just one question, though...
- Oghren: Speak your mind, you spicy kumquat.
- Sigrun: I'm going to prefer women by the time this is over, right?
- Oghren: Ooh, and she hits below the belt.
--
- Oghren: What's it take to get that cold heart beating for Oghren?
- Sigrun: Not this again.
- Oghren: Come on, don't tell me you wouldn't like to feel hot blood pumping through those dead Legionnare veins.
- Sigrun: Oghren. I don't want anything to do with you or the words "hot" and "pumpin
- Oghren: I'll get through to you, lady. Oghren'll keep ramming up against that armor of yours.
- Sigrun: Go away. Please. You're embarassing.
--
- Oghren: Hey there, broody. I've got just the thing to cure that pout.
- Sigrun: (Sigh) Fine, Oghren. You win. Take me. Take me now.
- Oghren: Er...
- Sigrun: Why the hesitation? I want a big helping of that secret recipe of Oghren's. Served hot.
- Oghren: Uh...
- Sigrun: What? I grew up in the slums of Dust Town. You think I haven't had my fair share of dusters?
- Oghren: (Sputters)
- Sigrun: I knew it. You're all talk, Oghren. Deep down, you're scared of women.
--
(after Oghren tells Velanna how dwarves are supposedly born, and after she confronts Sigrun about it)
- Sigrun: Did you tell Velanna that dwarves are born as little rocks?
- Oghren: No...maybe? Yes? Velanna takes herself too seriously. And come on. It was funny!
- Sigrun: All right, it was funny. You should have seen her afterwards! She was huffing like a constipated bronto.
- Oghren: Hot.
Sigrun and Nathaniel
- Nathaniel: I've watched you fight, Sigrun. The Legion of the Dead trains its people well.
- Sigrun: Oh, they taught me a few tricks, but I was fighting long before then.
- Nathaniel: Oh? You fought in Orzammar's army?
- Sigrun: Fighting for scraps of food. For a place to sleep. For survival.
- Nathaniel: Oh, I... I didn't mean...
- Sigrun: It's all right. You're a noble.
--
- Nathaniel: Sigrun, I understand how difficult surviving poverty can be. When I came back from the Free Marches, I had nothing. No money, no family--nothing.
- Sigrun: I'm sorry. I didn't know that.
- Nathaniel: You have my respect for surviving what you did.
- Sigrun: I didn't survive. Legion of the Dead, remember?
- Nathaniel: ...oh.
--
- Sigrun: Cheer up; no one loves a grump.
- Nathaniel: For a dead woman you're remarkably perky.
- Sigrun: I could be less perky if you like. 'The darkness of the Deep Roads is seeped into my soul! The world is dead! My heart is black! Alas! Woe! Woe!'
- Nathaniel: Let's stick to perky.
--
- Nathaniel: How do you stand living under all that rock?
- Sigrun: I don't understand. We just do.
- Nathaniel: Orzammar is under a mountain. Just thinking about the crushing weight of a mountain overhead makes me shudder.
- Sigrun: Surfacers live in buildings. If a building falls on you, it will make you just as dead.
- Nathaniel: Thanks for the reminder.
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- Nathaniel: You don't think you're actually dead, do you?
- Sigrun: Me? Not actually dead, no. Symbolically dead, perhaps.
- Nathaniel: And what is the difference?
- Sigrun: Several pints of blood.
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- Nathaniel: That part of Orzammar--Dust Town, it's called? Is it really as I've heard?
- Sigrun: I've no idea. What have you heard?
- Nathaniel: That's it's like a really terrible slum. Or an alienage.
- Sigrun: Oh, no, no. I've seen an alienage. It was rather nice.
- Nathaniel: I'm beginning to feel very fortunate.
- Sigrun: Isn't perspective wonderful? You'd think people who are so tall would have more of it.
--
- Sigrun: I found something under my bed at the keep. Something tells me it's yours.
- Nathaniel: Miss Maggie! I remember her. She's not mine--she belonged to my sister, Delilah. Miss Maggie was her favourite doll.
- Sigrun: Miss Maggie appears to be missing her arms.
- Nathaniel: Delilah and I had a fight. Then I ripped off Maggie's arms and hid them in places where Delilah would find them later.
- Sigrun: What a sweetheart you were.
Sigrun and Anders
- Sigrun: You should let Sir Pounce-a-lot out more. Must be stuffy in that robe.
- Anders: Out? You mean out to play with the darkspawn? Such a great idea!
- Sigrun: All right. I see your point.
--
- Anders: Is there some great ceremony when someone joins the Legion of the Dead?
- Sigrun: It's called a funeral.
- Anders: Right, but is it boring and somber like a regular funeral? I mean, you're not burying anyone...
- Sigrun: This is true. Dwarven funerals involve a great deal of ale and singing. Then there is an orgy.
- Anders: What? You're kidding!
- Sigrun: Of course I'm kidding.
--
- Anders: So you never told me what that ceremony was like.
- Sigrun: (Sigh) It begins with chanting and toasts. Then we bid our families farewell. Then, wailing and tears.
- Anders: That does sound like a funeral. How depressing.
- Sigrun: We're not the Legion of Jaunty Pub Songs.
- Anders: But think how much easier recruitment would be if you were!
--
- Anders: So what does the Legion do when you're not, you know, dying?
- Sigrun: I'm not sure. We do that a lot.
- Anders: But you can't do it all hours of the day. There must be some times when you're not out getting killed.
- Sigrun: In those hours we listen to smart-mouthed mages ask stupid questions.
- Anders: I always thought dwarves would be nicer.
- Sigrun: I always thought mages would be smarter.
--
- Anders: You seem fascinated with Ser Pounce-a-lot.
- Ser Pounce-a-lot: (Meow!)
- Sigrun: We don't have cats in Orzammar. Well, maybe some nobles have them, if they buy them from a surface merchant.
- Anders: Everyone needs a pet.
- Sigrun: Well, I had a nug once. For about an hour. Before my uncle slaughtered him and ate him.
--
- Sigrun: Can you set that bush on fire?
- Anders: Probably, but why would I want to?
- Sigrun: Could you freeze it?
- Anders: Why do you want me to kill the bush?
- Sigrun: Because it's there! It's an evil bush! Do it!
- Anders: Magic isn't for your amusement! Why don't I just do a little dance? Anders' Spicy Shimmy?
- Sigrun: Oh, eww. I'll pass.
Sigrun and Velanna
- Velanna: I swear I saw you pick up a handful of dirt and snif it back there!
- Sigrun: I didn't.
- Velanna: You did! I saw you.
- Sigrun: (Sighs) Fine. But it smells good, like falling leaves and sunlight. Aren't elves supposed to be close to nature?
- Velanna: Figuretively! We don't stuff our noses in it!
--
- Sigrun: You're the first elf I've ever known. Do you feel honored?
- Velanna: Why would I feel honored?
- Sigrun: Your actions will influence my opinion of your race. Forever.
- Velanna: Oh. Thank you. I needed more anxiety.
- Sigrun: Glad to help!
--
- Sigrun: You're really, really grumpy.
- Velanna: You noticed.
- Sigrun: I'm good at reading people.
- Velanna: Ah, so it has nothing to do with the fact that I'm terribly obvious about it.
--
- Sigrun: Your ears are so pointy, like an animal. Do they make it easier for you to hear?
- Velanna: Are you...are you saying my ears are big?
- Sigrun: Not excessively so...
- Velanna: You think they're clownish, don't you?
- Sigrun: Now that you mention it...
- Velanna: I knew it! Don't talk to me.
--
- Velanna: Why are you so loyal to your Legion of the Dead? And to Orzammar? Don't they hate you?
- Sigrun: They do. I'm casteless, so I'm worthless to them.
- Velanna: And yet you'll give your life away to prove...what?
- Sigrun: That I...I'm more than they say I am?
- Velanna: You don't owe them anything. you don't need to prove your worth to them.
- Sigrun: Maybe I need to prove it to myself.
Sigrun and Justice
- Sigrun: Sometimes, you twitch uncontrollably.
- Justice: Do I? It must be an interaction between me and Kristoff's decaying body.
- Sigrun: It's like you're dancing. Ooh, we should set you to music.
- Justice: Has it occurred to you that I may be... self-conscious about this twitching?
- Sigrun: Oh, sorry. Are you?
- Justice: No.
--
- Sigrun: Here's your dagger back.
- Justice: Did I drop this?
- Sigrun: Oh, no. I nicked it from your belt. Old habits die hard, you know.
- Justice: Stealing is wrong.
- Sigrun: Only if you get caught. And need I remind you that I wasn't caught?
--
- Justice: I have tied my dagger to my belt. Should you try to steal it again, the rope will remind you that stealing is wrong.
- Sigrun: But... er, you just told me I can no longer steal it. Why would I even try?
- Justice: I...
- Sigrun: Anyway, here's your ring back.
--
- Justice: Am I correct in hearing that you are dead, dwarf?
- Sigrun: In a manner of speaking, yes.
- Justice: The body I inhabit is dead, as well.
- Sigrun: I... don't think that's quite the same thing, my friend.
--
- Justice: How is it different?
- Sigrun: Excuse me? How is what different?
- Justice: How is your death different from mine?
- Sigrun: My death was symbolic. I entered the Legion and thus my old life ended. But I imagine death will catch up with me soon enough, don't you worry.
- Justice: I do not worry. I was simply curious.
--
- Justice: So you believe you will die soon.
- Sigrun: Won't we all?
- Justice: I will not die. Not as you die.
- Sigrun: Spirits such as yourself can be slain in this world. Maybe you can, too.
- Justice: That... is a disturbing thought.
- Sigrun: Glad to be of service!