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PSA: Remove Armour Class Restrictions

Hey friends! Some (most?) of you may already know this, but just in case you don’t, here is how to remove class restrictions on crafted armour in Dragon Age: Inquisition. If you do this, you’ll be able to craft any type of armour for any type of combat style!

To remove Light Armour restriction: Craft armour with Dales Loden Wool in the primary slot

To remove Medium Armour restriction: Craft armour with Snoufleur Skin in the primary slot

To remove Heavy Armour restriction: Craft armour with Silverite in the primary slot

Dales Loden Wool is dropped by Red Templars in the Hissing Wastes, Emprise du Lion, and the Arbor Wilds

Snoufleur Skin can be hunted on the frozen river of Emprise du Lion near the village, and in the wheat fields near the second camp of the Exalted Plains

Silverite is found in Emprise du Lion, the Arbor Wilds, and the Frostback Basin

Happy crafting!



Has anyone made this yet? If they have whatever. The world can never have too much Marceline.


Character profiles from the Mayoiga Guidebook Part 1, via /a/

New character information:

Lion: Alone because she scares people away with her “I can see who will die” power. She joined the tour to confirm whether her power is real or not.

Maimai: Quite innocent when it come to love things. Gets along well with Pu-ko.

Lovepon: Past trauma. Sees criminals and shady people as her enemies.

Mikage: Was supposed to inherit his parents’ company and marry someone chosen for him

Nanko: Has the habit to pinch her stomach when she is making deductions

Da-hara: Although he is the organizer, he doesn’t have much sense of responsibility. Koharun’s senpai in the research circle. His full handle is “Strange emperor Da-hara”

Yamauchi: Parents are dead now.

Hellfire: Military otaku.


“That is Nanaki. Yeah, when a past so complicated that you can’t even label it as difficult, sad, or lonely takes on material form, it becomes Nanaki.” ~ Reiji, Mayoiga | Episode 10


The only time I teared up during this anime.

I loved this Trio, I felt they had built a pretty solid bond while in Nanaki Village so it was sad that Lion was staying behind and Maimai and Nanko were going on ahead, and then for Lion to come up and hug Nanko…it got me a little bit. It felt like Nanko was the Mom she never had, and Maimai was like an older sister.

Vote Now: Did Rose become a pacifist because she shattered her Diamond or did YD lie to the soldiers like she lied about why Gems are corrupted?

Both are thematically possible, considering the nature of the show.

I vote that Yellow Diamond is a lying liar who lies. It’s ridiculously easy to impersonate a Gem and while I thought just last month that Rose DID shatter Pink Diamond, I’m really beginning to think Yellow Diamond found out that Pink Diamond was making human-like Quartz Gems and shattered her. 

Corruption is a weaponized version of the plant-animal power Rose/Steven use to make those vines, Lion and Watermelon Villagers. Why else would an inorganic species have organic nature powers if Pink Diamond wasn’t intentionally designing Gems that way? Yellow Diamond considered it blasphemy and killed her for it.
In Zimbabwe, We Don’t Cry for Lions
Do Americans who are upset about Cecil even realize how terrifying animals can be?
By Goodwell Nzou

MY mind was absorbed by the biochemistry of gene editing when the text messages and Facebook posts distracted me.

So sorry about Cecil.

Did Cecil live near your place in Zimbabwe?

Cecil who? I wondered. When I turned on the news and discovered that the messages were about a lion killed by an American dentist, the village boy inside me instinctively cheered: One lion fewer to menace families like mine.

My excitement was doused when I realized that the lion killer was being painted as the villain. I faced the starkest cultural contradiction I’d experienced during my five years studying in the United States.

Did all those Americans signing petitions understand that lions actually kill people? That all the talk about Cecil being “beloved” or a “local favorite” was media hype? Did Jimmy Kimmel choke up because Cecil was murdered or because he confused him with Simba from “The Lion King”?

In my village in Zimbabwe, surrounded by wildlife conservation areas, no lion has ever been beloved, or granted an affectionate nickname. They are objects of terror.

Don’t misunderstand me: For Zimbabweans, wild animals have near-mystical significance. We belong to clans, and each clan claims an animal totem as its mythological ancestor. Mine is Nzou, elephant, and by tradition, I can’t eat elephant meat; it would be akin to eating a relative’s flesh. But our respect for these animals has never kept us from hunting them or allowing them to be hunted. (I’m familiar with dangerous animals; I lost my right leg to a snakebite when I was 11.)

The American tendency to romanticize animals that have been given actual names and to jump onto a hashtag train has turned an ordinary situation — there were 800 lions legally killed over a decade by well-heeled foreigners who shelled out serious money to prove their prowess — into what seems to my Zimbabwean eyes an absurdist circus.

PETA is calling for the hunter to be hanged. Zimbabwean politicians are accusing the United States of staging Cecil’s killing as a “ploy” to make our country look bad. And Americans who can’t find Zimbabwe on a map are applauding the nation’s demand for the extradition of the dentist, unaware that a baby elephant was reportedly slaughtered for our president’s most recent birthday banquet.

We Zimbabweans are left shaking our heads, wondering why Americans care more about African animals than about African people.

Don’t tell us what to do with our animals when you allowed your own mountain lions to be hunted to near extinction in the eastern United States. Don’t bemoan the clear-cutting of our forests when you turned yours into concrete jungles.

And please, don’t offer me condolences about Cecil unless you’re also willing to offer me condolences for villagers killed or left hungry by his brethren, by political violence, or by hunger.