Character: Hawk

- 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!

- Someday I will go to a nice place, where no ancient evils, horror, dreadful epidemics and madness. For example, on the beach.
- That day when you go to the beach, on the horizon there Armada of ferocious demons-pirates.

Is revenge? Are you mad at me for something, so pulled into a Grand celebration of "Baron Skoda de Rochefort"?
- (Laughs) I called him "Duke Prosper", but "Skoda de Rochefort" is much better.
The Baron du Cheese-Vonie...

- Watch the rear, there is a hole.
- What hole?
A scientist would call it something different, but this academic brethren do not distinguish the hole from the stranger hole.

- Varrick, I've always wanted to ask - when we met at the Trade Guild, I have a feeling that you are waiting for me.
- This statement, hawke. But where is the question?
- You waited for me?
- To be honest, I wanted to catch you before you will see Bartrand.
But did you know that I'll be there.
- Maybe I can still clearly gave to understand, but to learn what I should not know my horse.

- Listen, why is it that when you tell people about our escape from Thedas, I look that ridiculous?
Hawk, you don't fit in any frame! I had to add you a couple of shortcomings, just that the person was like.
- Don't fit? I want to say I'm fat?
Exactly. That's exactly what I tell you. "Hawk fell upon the enemy, like a huge casserole in meat sauce". So it sounds spectacular.
- And why in the meat then? In my opinion, better than chocolate.
- You cannot please everyone.

I'm worried about my mom. She's been sitting in that shack with Galena and thinking about Carver. Soon wither.
- Probably worried that if to go away from home, Gamla and swipes it.
- I'm afraid even Gamlen can't steal what already belongs to him.
- Well, we have to try he can.

- I wonder who is this "Luminary"? With that name he must at some point give evil "MUA ha ha". Know. No, I'm serious. Again the blood? Why blood and not spit, say? Or a piece of hair?
- Are you sure you would like to meet with the spitting mage?
- For a change - completely.

Hawk, you're too willing to take on other people's business. And every time risk. Someday you will change the luck.
- You have a better idea?
- Keep what you have. Keep your head down.
- That is, in fact: "Live life, without knowing anyone".
Well... yeah, roughly.
And well it came from you, Fenris?

- Why are you always lucky at such a situation?
- Are you talking about?
The dwarves attack the strangers are all sorts of ancient riddles... madness.
- A gift of fate.
- I'd returned it.

- But this is unexpected. I thought dwarves only know how to drink.
- Oh. Varrick's not here. He would have answered...
- Drinking, I guess.

- Sorry, I don't see the parents. They always told me that I "don't feel the greatness of their situation." The shame of the family Vela. And now I'm hanging out in the Deep trails, as a regular soldier...
- If you could revive, what would you expect? They will be disappointed?
- How else would I understand what they're them?

- It is strange that you never took the last name Amell.
Why?
- As soon as the Governor recognized your succession through the maternal line, you could have been lady Amell.
- Me that, and without that, few people is trying to kill?
- Here not Antiva. Not all certainly know someone else's eyesore.
And you're proof of that?
- Carcass.

- Ah, there you are. Don't run from me, Walter. You know the rules.
That's funny... at our house it was thought that to get away from the crazy murderous women - a sign of good taste.