Dragon Age: Redemption Page #3

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The Keeper told Saarebas

where to find the mask?

Of course.

Try to keep up.

Josmael?

You've been silent for leagues.

Doesn't seem your specialty.

With my uncle Yevven dead...

That means besides Fina,

everyone I love is gone.

Better to happen young.

It's less painful that way.

A follower of the Qun feels not love,

for nothing should tyrannize

their heart.

Religious?

Just like to hear myself speak.

Love doesn't tyrannize!

It's the only thing that matters

in this world.

Without Fina, I'm nothing.

You two are old.

- Thanks!

- Thanks.

So you probably don't remember

when you first met,

the feelings you get

when you look in each other's eyes!

Ohh!

- That's, uh...

- You...

- You have it wrong.

- No...

The Templar and I are not together.

But you love someone, right?

I loved my family.

Loved?

As Templars we're not allowed to marry.

We're wed to the Church.

Sometimes... that's lonely,

but its the life I've chosen.

Our stations have that in common.

The Qunari assign us partners,

if we are ever allowed one.

It's much easier that way.

Feelings just, uh...

They lead to trouble.

I'll find Fina if I have to walk

to the ends of the Earth,

down the deep roads

into the abyss of...

Alright, well, I don't think

we'll have to travel that far.

We're catching up.

The Phylactery is pointing to that cave.

Saarebas is in there.

And he's not alone.

Come on, let's go.

As a drowning man knows the sea,

so does a mage know magic.

Wonderful magic.

Trapped.

Perfect!

We go around the right,

get the girl out of danger first.

Our only goal is the mage,

you said that yourself.

Calm yourself, child.

This small sacrifice...

Bards will tell tales of you.

What is a little blood...

For a lot of power!

Fina!!

Maybe I should have let you kill him!

It's not too late.

Incapacitate who you can

and stay in the back!

I'll annul the mage's magic

with the Phylactery,

you punch him and get the collar on.

Good plan!

Rouges?

I'm here to save you, love!

The Saarebas!

I'll show you magic, elf.

You.

Reaver, earn your fee!

The first step...

The mask.

Josmael, leave it!

It's my duty!

Saarebas, remember this?

Never again!

I serve the Qunari no more!

I serve myself!

Blast you, mage!

Rogues!

No! No!

Stop!

Why am I the only one

that has to clear rubble?

Because you're the one responsible

for us being trapped, infant!

Keep digging!

I'll make this simple:

Help us, you live.

Live? In that pit of a prison?

Unlikely.

How did you get caught up with Saarebas?

You got coins, lovey? 'Cause chopping

or stabbing is the same to me.

A mercenary...

I can respect that.

What the mage buy you with?

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