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I don’t know why, but this is always one of my favorite moments with Duncan.

After Alistair says he’ll draw the line if the king asks him to put on a dress and dance the Remigold, my female Wardens always says, “I’d like to see that.”

And as they banter ridiculously back and forth, terrible battle raging just feet away from camp, Duncan looks between the two of them and sighs. I always imagine he’s thinking, “Maker’s mercy, I’m surrounded by children. We’re all doomed.”

Then I cry because… Duncan. He’s one of my favorite characters, and I know Alistair thinks he’s the only one who mourns him, but if I had better dialogue options, I’d tell him straight up, “We had so much time to talk when he came to the Tower of Magi and on the road to Ostagar. I don’t remember my parents, but I found myself wishing my father was a man like him.”

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When Alistair talks about drawing the line at orders to “put on a dress and dance the Remigold,” the localization notes in the toolset gloss “Remigold” as “Cancan”. Given the setting, though, I’m more inclined to picture it as the Fereldan equivalent to the Volta, a wildly popular (and bitterly denounced by moral authorities!) dance from 1500s Europe that was particularly favored in the court of Elizabeth I.

So feel free to imagine Cailan doing a controlled, rhythmic version of repeatedly kicking his half-brother’s fancy dress-wearing ass into the air. It certainly made my day.

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