Character: Isabella

Fortune is a woman, and although she is revered as a blind woman, nevertheless, standing on her own will, she sometimes notes among the crowd a gentleman of high birth and high merits, you just need to catch her eye in time.

I have taught for many years.

Thank you for the assistance that I was happily married you.

We can never atone for what we did. But... Now we can just love them.

- Yes, Ivanescu, our baby hawk is growing.
- Hacking and espionage! Need to order a portrait, then with emotion to remember these days.
- You see, soon she will be without us to fool the guards and to cut purses. How quickly time flies!
- Well, who would I even learned to be such a bitch, how don't you?
- I'll be crying! Look, I have eyes on the wet spot!

Can it be true your soul
Completely innocent? sprositi her: really
And thoughts are sinful in her old smoldered?

- Fuck you!
- This planet is an ass!

- Why are you always all just about sex?
- About sex, but not with me. Sometimes with others, too.
- You see? In each of our conversation raised the topic.
- We're just talking, Carver. If you have something coming up, I had nothing to do with it.
What? I mean... not this. Anything I can't bring! I hate you so much!

- You heard last night the guy in the Hanging man?
- "Your eyes are like bumblebees, flies into the window of my soul".
- I liked: "Your lips are like the wings of sparrows. Red. Beserah".
- "Was that his horn? Let superheat your wings-sponge!"
- I would've bought him a drink, but, in my opinion, he no longer needed.

- You know, Ivanka, you promised to tell me how your ship crashed.
- I was drunk. It seemed to me that the reefs around the Ragged shores are made of candy.
- Oh, come on.
And the demon pushed me to check it out. Made me bet on sixty gold and a bottle of port. You know, not only you can fill.

- Today you somehow especially grim.
- Does it bother you? Should I stop?
- No, no, don't give up. You can just add a bit of decay.
- Decay?
Yeah. And even a modicum of cold defiance.
- You want me to smolder and be cold at the same time? It's not compatible...
- Sh-sh! Don't mess with his logic.

- I love when a man such patterns.
On "the men," you want to say.
- Where I come from, they are called tattoos. All seafarers themselves make them.
- But, presumably, not from lirium.
Yeah. And drawings other. As a rule, Boobs.
- Probably a pair of Tits from lyrium on my chest would correct the situation.
- It's me. I love to help.

- You never have no regrets?
- What, for example?
- About anything? About anything! I do not know you.
- The past is the past. Since childhood, I have learned it. What is the point of clinging to something that doesn't bring no gold, no joy?
How about a chance to correct the error? How to do it?
- What Due to mistakes we become what we are.
- Look, the truth rechesh!

- Hey, how qunari scratch their heads? They are also horns in the way?
- Why do you think I know that?
Because you lot all know! I wonder why they RUB their head on the trees as the Gauls?
- I have not regretted gold, to look at it.