I’m playing Dragon Age: Origins, if you couldn’t tell from the number of articles I’ve been writing recently. I’m in the final portion of the game (at least I think), returning to Orzammar to help the Dwarves decide their new King and reunite with some old buddies in the process.
I’m playing Origins as a Dwarf Commoner. I started from nothing, I was casteless and lived in the slums. This has affected my roleplaying in a few ways, by making me more sympathetic towards the less fortunate souls of Ferelden and more thankful to anyone who helps me out. Leliana helped me out in Lothering, so she joined my party from that moment on. Sorry, Merlin, you just don’t cut the mustard. And this respect extends to Leske, my childhood friend and conspirator in the slums of Orzammar. We stuck together through thick and thin, and eventually took down the mob boss who was terrorising the poor people of Dust Town.
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That’s when old Duncan spotted me, and spared me the wrath of Beraht’s descendents by signing me up as a Grey Warden recruit. This is always how the intro works for Dwarf Commoners, and I was excited to return to Orzammar to be reunited with my buddy Leske. Unfortunately, it didn’t go as well as I’d hoped.
Jarvia has taken over from Beraht as the leader of the mob. Bhelen wants me to eliminate them to secure his bid for King. Who am I to say no? Then, in Dust Town, I run into Leske. He greets me as a friend and even reveals that Jarvia’s base is in my old house. The cheek. However, when I get in there, I’m ambushed by a legion of mobster dwarves. Leske sent them, or so they say.
I don’t believe them. This is a cunning ploy to get me to turn against my friend and ally. However,
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