Category: BioWare

DA2LogoAs everyone knows, BioWare is my favorite game developer in the world.  In my eyes they can do no wrong.  I can even enjoy and love Dragon Age 2, despite its flaws.  Also, you may know that I enjoy writing.  So when I heard that BioWare was hosting a writing contest based on the Dragon Age universe and featuring mages and templars, I absolutely had to enter.  And I really wanted to win.  Unfortunately, I didn’t, but I read some of the entries that placed and I can kind of see why.  They all had something that made them really stand out, made them emotional.  Gave that special feeling to the reader.  Mine, as you’ll see below, is more based on action.  I definitely see now ways I could have improved.

Anyways, below is my entry for the competition, entitled Somniari’s Sleep:

 

As a templar, my motivation is supposed to come from the desire to follow the will of the Maker, to protect the innocent from the havoc a mage could cause.

It does not.

Rather, my driving force comes from a place deep within my soul, a bitter seed that has left me desiring one thing: revenge.  Revenge that is well deserved; revenge on a rogue mage.

A mage who happens to be my identical twin sister.

Tasked with rooting out mages who never joined the Circle, it is Candra I search for among the apostates.  I hunt rumors and legends; often following trails that have long since grown cold.  She is the one I hope to confront every time I track an apostate.

As I approached Knight-Captain Reyes in a small alleyway off the market within Ansburg, my heart thrummed, quickened by the news I brought.  I was eager to gain his approval for my next task.

“Knight-Captain?”  I asked.  He was the templar I treated with deference, as he was the one who took me seriously.  After my mother died, I sought to join the templar order, craving a purpose and a chance at revenge.  Being half elf, half human, I was laughed at and thrown out.  Only Reyes had recognized my passion, allowing me to work for him privately as a templar hunter.  Officially, I was akin to a mercenary.  But in my mind, I was a templar.

He turned, and I bowed my head.  “Evaine.”  His dark features and lilting accent established that he had come to the Free Marches from Antiva.

“I recently heard of a dangerous apostate, and I’m looking for your favor to find her.”

He lifted an eyebrow while his coal colored eyes studied me.  “Go on.”

“There have been strange happenings in northern Ferelden, near Highever.  People being pulled into the Fade against their will.  Hauntings.  A woman going mad.  A mage was thought to be the cause of it, and it stopped after she disappeared.”

Reyes’ mouth tightened as I spoke of the mage’s deeds.  “Where is she now?”

“She was seen heading west, stopping in Orzammar,” This was all the information I would present, and now I would await his decision.  I doubted it would result in anything other than finding her, but I needed his blessing all the same.

“Strange that an apostate would travel so close to the Circle Tower.  And that she would choose Orzammar, of all places.  The dwarves have no magic in their blood.”  He ran a hand through his hair.  Nervously waiting for an answer, my fingers began to grow cold.  Surely this wouldn’t be considered too dangerous a job for an unsanctioned templar hunter?

Finally he nodded.  “Bring her to the nearest Circle, if possible.  Nullify the threat, if not.”

I acknowledged this with another bow and turned to go.

“And Evaine?”

I looked back.  His brows were creased.

“I’m not sure what type of magic this is.  Be cautious.”

 

Reyes may not have known the type of magic this apostate was using, but I did.  It sounded all too familiar to me.

Somniari.  A dreamer; someone who could enter the Fade at will and manipulate it, driving others into the Fade, attacking people in their dreams, destroying their minds.  Even killing them through their dreams.

It was rare magic, thought to be extinct in all but legends.  My throat tightened as I thought back to when my parents were alive and my mother wasn’t emotionally scarred by the horrors my sister had wrought.  Candra inherited the magic bloodline of our elven ancestors, while I was simply a half breed with no magical talents.

I was young when Candra began having nightmares.  Our parents were concerned, because she told them of demons who called to her.  But who could they turn to for help?  My mother, a Dalish elf, had abandoned her tribe to marry the human she’d met on an expedition in the Brecilian forest in Ferelden.  My father was disowned by his family in Denerim for wedding an elf rather than a noble.  They were afraid of bringing her to the Circle, as they might never see her again.

It became difficult to wake her up.  She would sleep through the morning, not rising until mid-day.  Eventually nothing could wake her.  It terrified us.

I stopped my thoughts.  I was standing at the entrance to Orzammar, being sized up by a sour dwarf.  Garbed in loose robes, with a hood pulled low over my eyes, I was dressed for anonymity.

It was early in the morning.  Although there was a circle of trading stations set up in front of the doors, most of the traders were still in their tents.  Those that were awake were blearily setting out their wares, paying us no mind.

“What do you want?” spat the dwarf, his voice as icy as the wintery air.

“To get inside,” I replied sardonically.  Before he could respond, I drew my dagger and pressed it against his throat.  “Let me in, or I’ll take your tongue and feed it to a nug.”

He grunted in distaste, but the intimidation worked.  He opened the doors, muttering about hoping darkspawn would eat me.

I was closer than ever to the goal of finding my apostate twin, and was both elated and terrified.  It had been over a decade since I’d seen her, back when I was 15.  I was now 29.  Yet I could still picture the last day I saw her, the day mother and I fled for our lives.

Passing through the entrance hall, I entered the Commons.  I was struck by the impressive architecture, the dedication that went into carving the entire city from stone.  While I admired the craftsmanship required, I also felt oppressed.  The lighting provided by lava and flickering torches felt unnatural, casting a ruddy hue on the surroundings.

I took in the view, and then moved to cross the bridge over the bubbling lava.  Alert, I scanned the other side in the off chance I caught a glimpse of her.  Seeing only dwarves, I wandered on the stone street.  I overheard conversations about the death of a king, and arguments over his successor.

Walking towards the dingier part of Orzammar, I felt a change in the atmosphere as I crossed over; the air itself was heavier.  Knowing that eyes watched me, I kept my hand near my blade.  Feeling the stirring of movement behind me too late, my knees were suddenly kicked out from under me, my hood thrown back, and a blade pushed against my throat.  Ironic that I’d just done the same thing to a dwarf.

A voice raged in my ear.  “What’s a surfacer doin’ here in Dust Town?”

“Let her go!”  The command came from my right, but I didn’t dare turn my head with the knife resting against my neck.

You,” the dwarf sneered.  But the blade lifted, and he backed away.

I was on the ground with my hand against my throat.  It was disconcerting to think I might have been moments away from meeting the Maker.  A shadow fell over me, and I looked up to see that the voice belonged to an elf.  His brown hair was streaked with red and fell into his gray-green eyes as he studied me.

“Candra, what are you doing?  I thought we agreed you’d stay inside.  Come on, let’s go.  That dwarf will be getting his friends right now,” he informed me, wrapping an arm around my waist and lifting me up.  My heart leapt within me when he mentioned her name.  He hadn’t even realized his mistake.

He guided me to an abandoned structure, of which the door had been ripped off its hinges.  The front room was empty, but as he drew me into a room deeper within the hovel, he moved aside a broken chair and rug to reveal a hatch in the corner.

“Are you hurt?” he asked as he helped me down the stairs.

“Just shaken.”  My voice cracked convincingly.  I was standing at the bottom of the stairs, which led to a tunnel, into which many passages emptied.  He closed the hatch, and put his arm back around me.  I leaned on him, under the pretense of shock.

“If you thought to be less conspicuous in that outfit,” he stopped to chuckle.  “You only made yourself stand out more.  That dwarf thought you were a prime target.”

We took a left at one of the passages.  I hadn’t seen any signs of life, and I was getting anxious.  I glanced at the elf supporting me, noticing he was looking me up and down, frowning.  “Where did you get that outfit…?” he asked slowly.

“Elin!”  A voice stopped us.  He released me so abruptly that I stumbled.  We had turned a corner, and there she was.

Candra.

It was like looking into a mirror, how similar we appeared.  Blonde hair like gold, deep navy blue eyes, a sprinkling of freckles on the nose.  The lean build of an elf, the stature of a human, and the slight point in the ears.  Except she looked exhausted.  Her shoulders were slumped, dark purple circles like bruises marked her eyes, her eyes themselves were dull, and her face was pale.

As I stared, I saw a parade of emotions cross her face.  First, annoyance for Elin, then suspicion as she looked at me, giving way to shock, then sadness, ending with confusion.  I drew myself up, wearing the most spiteful glare I could muster.

“Candra,” I greeted.  I paid no heed to Elin, who was glancing between us, dumbfounded.

“Evaine,” she breathed.  Her eyebrows drew together.  “But I thought… you were dead.”

“Still living and breathing.  No thanks to you.”

She seemed to realize my anger.  I was trembling with emotion, barely keeping myself contained.  I wanted to scream at her, I wanted her to answer my questions, I wanted her to feel the pain I’d felt.

“All this time, you’ve… been alive… I can’t believe it,” she whispered.

I couldn’t believe her tone, which sounded like she cared after all she’d done.  It tore me apart.  “Yes, I have.  Do you know what you did to father?  How mother was left heartbroken by your actions, that her mind couldn’t comprehend it, how I had to care for her until she died?  That is, after we fled for our lives because you almost killed me.  She repeated ‘Somniari’ over and over, one of the only things she would say for the rest of her life.”  I stopped, breathing hard.  She had let me speak, but her face was crumbling as the accusations hit.

“I hate myself for what happened.  Father was trapped in the Fade because of me, and I thought I’d killed you.  I understood why mother ran.  How far away from an abomination was I, that I was capable of such things?  I should have been made tranquil, cut off from the Fade.”

It took a moment to process this information.  I thought she’d had no regret, that she’d done what she had because she’d wanted to.  It never occurred to me that maybe she’d been as horrified as me.

She continued quietly, “I begged them to take me to the Circle Tower.  They decided against it.  I knew something wasn’t right, but I thought, even if they made me tranquil, at least… they’d have you.”

I was stunned.  I reached for something that wouldn’t rend my whole basis for becoming a templar.

“Why Orzammar?”

The pained look returned.  “I was trying to control my abilities, and found a Dalish tribe who was sympathetic to me.  But they knew of nothing that would help, aside from killing me outright.  At that point, Elin wouldn’t allow it,” she smiled faintly at him, and he moved to her side.  That could be problematic, two against one.  “I left before anything happened, and Elin came with me.  I tried forcing myself to stay awake, to not allow myself in the Fade, but that was impossible.  I failed miserably in Highever.  Then I thought of Orzammar.  Maybe, since the dwarves have no magic, I wouldn’t be able to affect them.  I want to stop hurting people.  Evaine, I’m… sorry for what happened.”

It was too much.  I didn’t believe her, couldn’t believe her.

“That can’t be true,” I muttered.  “Because of what happened, I became a templar.”

Candra’s face was unreadable, but Elin growled, “Why can’t you see she has a good heart?  She doesn’t mean for anything bad to happen.”

“The problem is that bad things keep happening.  One way to solve that problem is to become tranquil,” I replied sharply.

“I deserve nothing less,” agreed Candra.  Elin looked startled.

“What?  No.  No!”

“Elin,” she said, touching his face gently.  “You have to let me go.”

Tears formed in his eyes, and he was clenching his jaw.  In a sudden movement, he leaned forward and kissed her.  I was surprised by the tender display, but turned, as the moment felt intimate.

I heard Candra gasp and whirled around.  Elin was backing away, tears running down his cheeks.  Candra was clutching her chest, from which a knife’s hilt protruded.  Blood was seeping onto her clothes.  She fell to her knees.  I moved without thought to her side.

“I won’t live in a world where you have been made tranquil,” I heard Elin whisper.  “I can’t.”  He bolted past me.

Astonishment rooted me there.  Gingerly, I touched where the blade had struck, feeling her blood on my fingers.  My mind was trying to come to terms with what had happened.

She was dying, and not by my hand.  But then, she wasn’t what I had expected.  If I had killed her, would it have haunted me?  Or would I be more upset that I hadn’t been the one to strike her down?

It was incomprehensible.  The fury was waning, unsure of how to react.

“Evaine,” she swallowed with difficulty.  “I’m sorry for the way things happened.  Please… forgive me.”

I looked into her blue eyes and saw my reflection.  Here we were, twin sisters reuniting; so alike, yet so different.  One twin, a dreamer, everything a templar would fear, but in her heart, remorse for the suffering she’d caused and a desire give up her abilities.  The other, a templar hunter, who had lived in the shadow of what her sister had done, who held on to bitterness all her life, spent it searching for the one who had wronged her.

“I… ” The words stuck in my throat.

Tears slid past her temple, dripping to the ground.  A sigh escaped her lips.

She was gone.

 

I am Evaine, a half breed with a heavy heart of regret, who wasted years on a misguided idea.  I am still an unofficial templar hunter, but my motivation does not come from the Maker.

It comes from the need to give others a second chance.

 

-Kat

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The Ultimate Decision

If you were to know anything about Kat, she’d… well, she certainly wouldn’t want her indecisiveness to be that one thing.  However, it’s the truth.  On top of being a huge BioWare fan and a Scaredy-Kat and a number of other things, she can be very indecisive.  As of right now she’s having a lot of trouble deciding what console to buy the Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim for.

That’s not to say Kat isn’t excited for Skyrim.  She is.  She’s so excited she can barely contain herself.  Calendars with November 11th boldly circled in red haunt her dreams.  She finds herself humming the Elder Scrolls theme song at random times of the day.  She even wrote a post about tearing up over the beauty of Skyrim’s graphics alone.

Kat Needs You!

Kat needs you. Err, your help.

But the fact is that her indecisiveness has left her with a choice:  what system should she get Skyrim for?  She goes back and forth in her mind, one moment thinking that the 360 will be better as Skyrim was developed on it specifically, but the next minute thinking that the blu-ray capabilities might make the PS3 run Skyrim better.  She likes the 360 better in terms of achievements, but the extra PS3 controller triggers might mean she can have quick access to more attacks & spells in game.  What’s a gamer girl to choose?!

That’s where you come in.  That’s right, Console Polishers, Kat needs YOU.

We here at Polish the Console decided to hold a poll.  You, the readers, will decide the fate of which system Kat gets Skyrim for.  Whichever system wins in the poll below, that will be the version of Skyrim she gets.  And here’s where it gets really fun: Kat won’t actually know which system won until her copy of Skyrim arrives in the mail.  Then, on November 11th, Kat will film a quick video to show which copy of Skyrim came in the mail and post it here on PtC.

The poll will close Wednesday, November 9th.  You can vote once a day, so keep coming back to vote for your favorite system!  So what’s it going to be?  What system do you want Kat to play Skyrim for?  …or what do you want to FORCE HER TO PLAY?

Be sure to check back on November 11th to see what Kat got!

 

-Kat

(it was strange writing in third person)

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Mass Effect 3 Multiplayer Information Revealed

Multiplayer aspects in video games almost feels like it’s tacked on anymore. Many games have the general run of the mill online multiplayer option because, in video games, they want to keep you playing. Games like COD or MW thrive on their multiplayer. In fact in those instances there are people who don’t even touch the single player. However the multiplayer aspects of video games never actually impacts the single player story. It’s just kind of there. This is not to say that it’s not well received or enjoyed, it’s just that in the grand scheme of the in game world it’s totally meaningless.

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I'm more excited than I should be about their character creator

BioWare, however, is taking this very concept and putting it to task. Yesterday we were informed that Mass Effect 3 would have online multiplayer. We even went so far as to wager a few hopes from the initial concept. When looking at previous RPG outings into the world of multiplayer we see a very paltry showing of ill conceived attempts to bring a deeper experience. It’s difficult to pull in good multiplayer to an RPG because these are video games based around a story and this story is what drives players to keep playing. To have a successful multiplayer you need to cater to the story. So this is what BioWare has revealed that they intend to do in their official forum.

What is the Mass Effect 3 Multiplayer?

Mass Effect 3 takes place in a galaxy that is about to be overrun by Reapers and  between Mass Effect 2 and Mass Effect 3 our very own Commander Shepard has been working to rally the systems together to help fight the impending threat. In Mass Effect 3 they are implementing a system known as “Galaxy at War” where you create your own Special Forces agent to team up in 4 player co-op missions. You have a variety of classes and races to choose from, so you can pretty much build your own Mordin if you wanted to.

In Galaxy at War you and your Special Forces teams work together to free territories from enemy control. As you wage this battle to free the galaxy what transpires takes an effect on your in game world. Remember that Shepard is fighting to save the galaxy and with a threat like this he’s not going to be able to do it alone. As you free territories in multiplayer you help your chances of success in the single player campaign. Mass Effect 3 has just said “You games that say ‘Here’s your world, and then here’s your multiplayer world,’ need to step your game up. It’s all one world. Let it flourish or die.”

Mass Effect 3 Multiplayer Characters and Progressions

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This. This is who I want to make for Multiplayer.

The big question is always “What familiar faces from the Mass Effect Universe will we see?” BioWare has stated that in the multiplayer aspect you won’t see any of them. They exist in the single player campaign and are pretty wrapped up with helping Shepard out getting done what needs to be done. However (as stated earlier) can you create your own character from one of the races on the Citadel. If you wanted to create a wicked Krogan tank then by all means tank away. If you wanted to create an Asari then do it. Each race will have their own abilities and skills so with the wealth of potential in the Mass Effect world our hopes are currently high.

As you play you will also able to progress your characters and weapons. This is to be expected but the details of this have yet to be revealed. One could assume that it will operate in a way similar to the single player character progressions. Whether or not your weapon upgrades carry through after each territory mission is one aspect I am personally hotly interested in. I always feel let down after I build a great weapon in a round only to have it taken away when it ends.

Now this is not to say that you must engage in the multiplayer aspect to successfully complete the single player campaign. You can still execute the ideal ending through single player alone. However it seems that the multiplayer component will help to make things a little easier. The forum also sates that this will not be the only way to help achieve victory, but just one possible way and that there are other methods you will employ to do so.

 The key to saving the galaxy is the “Galactic Readiness” level, measured by Commander Shepard’s ability to apply every possible asset – people, weapons, resources, armies, fleets – in the final battle against the Reapers. Players can impact their game’s Galactic Readiness level in multiple ways via the Mass Effect 3: Galaxy at War system, including multiplayer. Other platforms and interfaces will be announced in the coming months. It is important to note that the system is entirely optional and just another way players can have control over your game experience – it is still possible to achieve the optimal, complete ending of the game in Mass Effect 3 through single-player alone.

So what else is in store for us in the Mass Effect world remains to be seen. However this has most definitely caused us at PtC to perk up and take notice. While we frequently enjoy multiplayer this gives us definite cause and reason to engage it in. This could put a weight behind the entire offering that other games have yet to pull off. As of right now everything is still relatively unknown. Either way:

Shut Up and Take my Money

Yeah this says it better than I could.

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Stop the presses!  …or, the typing, anyways.  It’s been confirmed by a multitude of sources that the final installment in Commander Shepard’s story, Mass Effect 3, will feature a multiplayer mode.  The details are slim, but the teasing tagline is ‘Multiplayer Comes to Mass Effect 3: Fight Alongside Your Friends as the Galaxy Goes to War’.

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The Confirmation.

Now this tiny tidbit of information is hardly enough to quell our satisfaction, but it seems this is all we’re going to get for now.  However, what does this mean for Mass Effect 3?  Let the speculation begin!

First of all, I’d like to know how such a feature could even be implemented in a game like Mass Effect.  A game that is & has been so heavily focused on a single player suddenly shifting to include multiplayer?  I just don’t see how the two will mix.  We all have grown attached to our own protagonist, Commander Shepard.  While our Shepards are unique in that we all made different choices and they don’t all look the same, I highly doubt that a bunch of Commander Shepards running around saving the galaxy in one world makes sense.  But then again, I don’t think I want to play as anyone new, because I haven’t spent as much time emotionally investing myself in his or her story.  It would be interesting if BioWare tried to work in playable companions, but do I really want to be Liara over my Shepard?  No.

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Was BioWare's first teaser trailer of Mass Effect 3 actually a hint of multiplayer?!

Then, of course, there’s the concern that the time and monetary investment in implementing such a feature will take away from what makes the game great; the single player campaign, Shepard’s story.  While I am a bit concerned about this, I’m not overly worried.  I’m pretty sure BioWare understands how important this final installment is to everyone and that they’ll be sure to take care of the main story and give it the attention it deserves.  I’m willing to show a little faith in BioWare on this one.

My question is, will the multiplayer aspect have an effect on the single player game?  And honestly, what is the goal of having Mass Effect 3 contain multiplayer?  To create a feeling of greater replayability?  To keep up with the latest trends?  It should be implemented for the right reasons, otherwise it will feel very tacked on.  If they were to somehow tie the the single player story in with the multiplayer option, it might feel more appropriate.  But they have to make sure the game is still playable for those who don’t have the option to play online.

I’m eager to hear what else comes out about the Mass Effect 3 multiplayer aspect, and appropriately wary, as well.

-Kat

Update: BioWare has gone ahead and released some information about the upcoming multiplayer in Mass Effect 3.

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Mass Effect 3 Screen Shot

Something tells me Shepard won't like him picking up Liara

I believe the words you will be looking for to describe this Mass Effect 3 combat reveal from BioWare and EA are going to be “holy crap wtf that was AWESOME.” That is precisely what what we said when we saw what unfolded. Rather than go on about it here, we’ll let you take a gander for yourself.

If this trailer is in fact indicative of the actual combat in game then Mass Effect 3 looks to be full of frenetic combat that will get your blood pumping to various extremities and heart racing like a thoroughbred.

In the trailer we catch a glimpse of Shepard as he assumes the role of Squad Leader taking Garrus and Liara up against a Cerberus attack. Throughout the video we see a appears to be a more chaotic and fast paced combat environment than we saw through Mass Effect and Mass Effect 2 and this isn’t something that’s easy to pull off.

While the Mass Effect 3 trailer doesn’t really do much to give any new insight into the story it does reinforce the fact that Cerberus is pissed and coming after you. After watching this I feel I can speak for a majority of gamers when I say “Bring it you glowing eyed Elusive Prick…sorry…Man.”

But the updates from Mass Effect 3 don’t end there. Below you’ll find a slew of new screen shot deliciousness to keep you interested.

Mass Effect 3 Enemy Screenshot

Mass Effect 3 Shepard Screenshot

Mass Effect 3 Shepard Shooting

Mass Effect 3 Giant Walking Robot

Mass Effect 3 Shepard Mele

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