《龙腾世纪：审判》多利安与全队友中文对话一览

多利安和黑墙（英）

Dorian: A Grey Warden Recruiter. That sounds interesting.　

Blackwall: It's not easy finding people willing to shoulder such a terrible responsibility.

　Dorian: Here I thought you poked around prisons, hunting for murderers desperate to escape the noose.

Blackwall: That's what you think of the Wardens?

Dorian: It's not such a terrible thing. Some of my best friends are murderers.

Blackwall: They are men and women, atoning for what they've done by giving of themselves. They fight for people like you. People in silks and velvets. Who talk... and judge.

Dorian: Who's judging now?

Blackwall: I know your kind.

Dorian: What do you know of "my kind", Blackwall?

Blackwall: I know that what comes out of your mouth is the same drivel that comes out of theirs.

Dorian: It might sound that way to someone who's been clubbed on the head too often.

Blackwall: Careful I don't club you on the head.

Dorian: That's what I'd expect from your kind.

Blackwall: How do you get your hair to do that, Dorian? With magic?

Dorian: With proper hygiene and grooming. Maybe all three of you should get acquainted.

Dorian: I've often wondered what the average man thinks about mage freedom.

Blackwall: If you really cared, you could ask.

Blackwall: Oh, but wait. That would involve talking to a dirty commoner like me.

Dorian: True. So much for that.

Dorian: You caught the eye of a young woman in that last village, Blackwall.

Blackwall: I'm sure you're mistaken.

Dorian: You're right. She was undoubtedly looking at me.———————

Dorian: Any thoughts on this "Herald of Andraste" business, Blackwall?

Blackwall: Why?

Dorian: Just need to know you're capable of higher thought. For my own comfort.

Blackwall: Then you'd be better served giving me a word puzzle.

Dorian: You'd do a word puzzle if I gave it to you?

Blackwall: Not a chance.

Blackwall: Corypheus. One of yours, isn't he?

Dorian: One of mine? Like a pet? Like a giant darkspawn hamster with aspirations of godhood?

Dorian: 'Dorian, why can't you look after your little friends? Corypheus peed on the carpet again!'

Dorian: In this analogy, the carpet is Haven.

Blackwall: Is he or is he not a Tevinter Magister?

Dorian: Meaning 'the source of everything bad and evil in the world'? They are the same, yes?

Blackwall: Certainly feels that way at times.———————

Blackwall: It’s interesting watching you, Dorian. The way you carry yourself when you use magic.

Dorian: I am very good at the whole magic thing.

Blackwall: No, it’s not that. You find joy in it, not shame. And it shows.

Dorian: Why be ashamed? Power should be respected, not swept under the carpet.

Blackwall: Something we “southerners” need to learn, perhaps?

Dorian: Maybe you’re not a complete moron.

Blackwall: We were having a moment, and now you’ve ruined it.

(If the Inquisitor is in a romance with Blackwall)

Blackwall: I understand you were asking about me and the Inquisitor at Skyhold, Dorian.

Dorian: Only verifying certain rumors, Big Man. You understand.

Blackwall: I'm not certain I do. Why the interest?

Dorian: Academic? Future generations will want to know.

Blackwall: Leave. It. Be.

(If the Inquisitor is in a romance with Dorian)

Dorian: I overheard you at the tavern, Blackwall, asking about the Inquisitor and I.

Blackwall: I was unsure I'd heard correctly.

Dorian: You have a question? Are your whiskers quivering with curiosity?

Blackwall: I would not pry into the Inquisitor's business.

Dorian: Are you certain? I can draw diagrams.

Blackwall: No. Thank you.