Party Banter Meme

[faderifting]

In the Dragon Age games, as you travel Thedas with your best pals, they have a lot of short conversations about politics, the weather, butts, etc. So this is the Fade Rift equivalent, in four easy steps!

1. Imagine your characters are on a very long walk toward a mission objective, or on a very long walk back after kicking ass, or standing guard together, or gathering herbs, or working in the library late at night, or something. Anything sort of boring that might make people want to have a dumb conversation just to break things up a bit.

OPTIONAL ASSISTANT: Since so many people reported being out of it, we made a random generator to help you come up with some general banter prompts for your top-levels.

2. Post a few remarks your character might say (similar to TFLN, except spoken out loud and less ridiculous and sexy, maybe. maybe not. we don’t know your life) while passing the time.

3. Tag around to reply to those general remarks or to start new/wildcard conversations! Threads should be pretty short and involve minimal action; there’s no need to turn anything into a big production. Multiperson threads are encouraged. Series of conversations between the same two characters occurring on different days are also encouraged.

4. Gather up all of your little conversation snippets like a bouquet and keep them forever, because they’re game canon. Banter threads can't be used for Base AC, but do count towards AC Rewards points.

Comments

[heirring]

Well, [well!!!] no. But I know the theory.

[heorte]

Tell me the theory.

[ what is the theory of fending off bears as imparted by wysteria poppell ]

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[cozen]

[ After a thoughtful hum: ] I would wed Ser Lyon du Lyon, just for the right to hear about his adventures before anyone else. The Warden I would unfortunately have to behead, because I am too frightened of her to be alone with her for any length of time. I feel like I owe the Seneschal a greater apology for that than I owe to her.

[cozen]

Oh, I would not say that. Its effects are mild, and it is the easiest to find and to buy. It sounds like you found things much more difficult to come by.

[heirring]

You are to make yourself seem very large - so of you have a cloak or a capelet, you ought to hold it up over your head. And then I believe you're to make as much clattering noise as you're able in order to scare her off.

And if that doesn't work, then it is best to strike it on the nose. I suppose I might hope to find a good stick or a heavy stone.

[byblow]

Oh, sure. We had a whole section of the library at Weisshaupt devoted to research into that sort of thing.

Unfortunately, it burned down.

[byblow]

Exactly.

[ TOO MUCH OF HIS BUSINESS. ]

[justashotaway]

Is that a problem?

[heorte]

All the more reason for you to have a spear.

[ Relieved that Wysteria actually does know how to ward off bears. ]

Have you thought anymore about weapons, by the way?

[byblow]

If you don't want everyone to know things like that just because they know your name.

[justashotaway]

...Yes, that would be a problem.

It's good you are only Alistair.

[heirring]

Oh. [Right.] Well there are only so many hours in the day. And with yourself and Mr Stark and Mr Fitz - who seems like the type to want to learn to swing around something sharp -, it hardly seems necessary.

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[exequy]

And you're an expert?

2

[exequy]

Do that more slowly.

[ ... please? ]

iv

[exequy]

Neither.

[coeurdulyon]

[ He does, holding out the hem of his tunic as if it's a skirt. All in all it's a perfectly serviceable curtsy, low enough to be respectful but not so low as to belie his elevated station. It's just a tad stiff, really. ]

Mademoiselle.

[heirring]

I'm sensing a pattern.

[coeurdulyon]

That interpretation of events is not...inaccurate. The horses did indeed refuse to charge.

[ He's weighing his honesty against his reticence to disappoint someone by ruining the magic behind a story. Less fraught when speaking to adults than children, blessedly. ]

But it was not because of what they saw in me.

[unshut]

Oh, I see.

—Then whatever is the matter with poor Ser Lyon du Lyon? He is allegedly dashing in every respect. [Lowering her voice to the level of conspiracy:] Have you heard something I haven't?

[unshut]

You would be surprised how often the subject of beetle breeding comes up in certain Kirkwall gambling halls. I believe they fight them, though I've never seen a match myself.

[unshut]

The poor man. You'd turn the rest of his hair gray.

[esquive]

[A pause, as if he doesn't realize what he's done that should be repeated. Then--

A neat knife trick; you know - the kind that can be done habitually and without much thought until someone is asking you to do it at half time so they can watch.]

[skulltasm]

ETERNAL TORMENT! I LOVE IT! WHAT IS AROUND TO TRANSPORT THEM?



STEAL THAT DRUNKARD'S BOOT.

[sulahnan]

...oh, you're done. I thought you were going to, I dunno, give an alternative.

[cozen]

Were they cowards?