《龙腾世纪：审判》薇薇安队友间触发对话翻译一览
薇薇安&铁牛
铁牛：要知道，薇薇，你玩那法杖玩得不赖。
薇薇安：你应当称呼我为薇薇安法师，皇室宫廷御用法师，或是铁夫人。而不是“薇薇”。
铁牛：哦，好的，女士。对不起，女士。
薇薇安：嗯……可以。“女士”也可以接受
薇薇安：铁牛，上次战斗之后你有没有清洗你的武器?
铁牛：呃……没有。我们很可能在几分钟之后又要杀点什么东西了。而且，血迹可是吓唬人的好东西!他们看到一把血淋淋的大刀他们就……你懂的。呃……我去洗。
薇薇安：谢谢你，亲爱的。
铁牛：遵命，女士。
薇薇安：我在想我们该给你弄个什么样的眼罩。
薇薇安：我觉得金色的，镶嵌闪光的魔晶和紫水晶……
铁牛：哦。我都没想到过呢，女士。
薇薇安：你不能在一群卓越的奥莱贵族面前袒胸露乳。我们来瞧瞧……
铁牛：嘿……我在哈拉姆希莱的时候穿了外套!
薇薇安：哈拉姆希莱的时候，你不过是一把破铜烂铁。等我弄好了，你就是光可鉴人的曙光石宝刀。
薇薇安：紫色外套，腰部收紧，用白银和翡翠装点。领口打开，着重露出你的胸膛。
薇薇安：每个女人都会想睡你。每个男人都想成为你。
铁牛：这样……好吧。具体说说外套什么样。
薇薇安：来，铁牛，跟我说说六烛舞步是什么样的?
铁牛：等一下。我知道你想做什么了。你捉弄我是因为你就好像“诉说者”(Tamassran)。你想做“有权威的女性”。再加上你那像角一样的帽子……你在捉弄我。我是受到众者之心(Ben-Hassrath)训练的，你觉得我会看不出来你是想操纵我吗?
薇薇安：牛，踏步，踏步，转身……
铁牛：(叹气)踏步，拖步，转圈……女士。
铁牛：你确定你不是“也许”，而是有一点点诉说者吗，女士?
薇薇安：亲爱的，我觉得不存在“一点点诉说者”。
铁牛：好吧，懂了。但你作为人类来说挺高的，也许你有位祖宗就是库纳利人。
薇薇安：铁牛亲爱的，我穿着高跟鞋，戴着高帽子。据我所知，坤道和时尚没有一点儿关系。
铁牛：你说的有道理。通常坤道都不要求我们穿裤子。
(如果审判庭同圣殿骑士结盟)
铁牛：所以说，女士，圣殿骑士加入审判庭，你没有意见吗?
薇薇安：当然没有!为所有人的安全和保护考虑，只有负责的监管之下，魔法才能够最好地服务。
(如果审判庭同叛军法师结盟)
铁牛：所以说，女士，叛军法师的加入你一定很高兴。
薇薇安：一点都不。魔法很危险，而现在同审判庭结盟的法师正危险地独立着。
铁牛：你对魔法的看法，同我在坤道中所学到的不太一样。
薇薇安：生活是一系列必要的束缚，铁牛。浅薄者同每一面他们所遇到的墙壁作战。睿智者学会将选择纳为己用。
薇薇安：我听说过库纳利法师的生活，铁牛，但我很好奇你的看法。
铁牛：大体来说很悲伤。魔法要到长成大孩子了之后才显露，就好像你们一样。有些孩子都已经学了好几年别的事情，比如面包师，或是士兵，或是建筑工。然后突然一天……一下子全没有了。
薇薇安：你听上去像是可怜他们似的。
铁牛：这个吗……是的。理论上来说，他们和别人没有差别。诉说者，还有众者之心，保护每个人不会被自己的错误所伤害。他们也是人，为坤道效力，但许多库纳利人都害怕他们。
薇薇安：但你不怕吗?
铁牛：不。每一个肩负着这样的重担生活下去的人都值得我的尊敬。
铁牛：女士，你对天擎堡是怎么看的?
薇薇安：你为什么这样问呢?
铁牛：这个嘛，我不懂什么魔法的屁话，比如影帐薄弱，或是不好对付恶魔什么的，我都不知道。
薇薇安：天擎堡需要在塔楼顶上镀金，重新把操场上一遍涂料，并且洗刷许多遍。
铁牛：啊。懂了。
铁牛：对了，女士，我知道为什么天擎堡需要上一遍新涂料了。
薇薇安：这是最起码的底线。理想状态下我们应该城垛上涂上珐琅，或者……用大理石包裹起来。
铁牛：看起来很棒，对不对?那轮廓，光是看起来就吓得别人不敢来袭。
薇薇安：这就是坤教对你的教养所造成的缺陷了，亲爱的。天擎堡不仅要吓退敌人，还要引诱潜在的盟友。
铁牛：好吧，所以我们有你还有约瑟芬……还有大理石床板。
铁牛：女士，无意冒犯，哈拉姆希莱的那摊子烂事你看得懂吗?
薇薇安：当然了!弗洛安娜的动机十分不幸，但并非不可理解。
铁牛：但奥莱的贵族这样搞来搞去的，这国家还这么运作?我是说，考瑞费斯也挺厉害，如果我们没有阻止他，他就能击垮整个帝国了。
薇薇安：那我们成功阻止了他，真是走运。
铁牛：你真的觉得奥莱就是这样的吗，女士?自相残杀?一群自私的吹牛家?
薇薇安：奥莱人很自私。但你所批评的雄心能够生出力量。奥莱的统治者永远都不用害怕其他国家的人对他们的背叛。他们已经面对过最糟糕的情况了。
铁牛：好吧，这也是训练领袖的一种方式。
铁牛：女士，磐石堡垒的那些灰卫法师们不是法环的一部分吗?
薇薇安：不。灰色守卫者免于被拘束于法环中的命运，这样他们就能自由地同暗裔作战。
铁牛：但你不可以吗?
薇薇安：亲爱的，我只对法环和宫廷感兴趣!灰卫同两者都毫无干系!
铁牛：目睹了他们用血魔法做的事情之后，一个强势的法环看起来挺不错。
(如果薇薇安没有进入影界，但铁牛进入了)
铁牛：女士，你去过影界，对吗?
薇薇安：从未像你在磐石要塞那样以肉身进入过。
铁牛：哦。好吧，那是你走运。这感觉太糟糕了。
薇薇安：我能想象。
铁牛：你能吗?因为里面恶魔多得我想都不敢想。而我是个很擅长想象恶魔的人。
(如果薇薇安进入影界，而铁牛没有)
铁牛：女士，你在磐石要塞的时候进入影界了，对吗?
薇薇安：一段非常不愉快的经历。
铁牛：我就知道!还好不是我。
薇薇安：水质太糟糕，灯光又沉闷。
铁牛：还有想要吃掉我们灵魂的恶魔。错过这码事真是一点都不可惜。外面的恶魔已经够多了。
铁牛：这和你成为法环法师时必须要通过的痛苦试炼差不多吗?
薇薇安：不，我的痛苦试炼和这个完全不同。
铁牛：至少我不用再担心影界的狗屁东西冒出来杀了我们了。
薇薇安：为什么?
铁牛：我们好好教训了噩梦一番!现在恶魔们找上门来前都得三思一下了。
薇薇安：事实上你所经历的情绪深度有可能会吸引更多的恶魔。
铁牛：哦我了个操。
薇薇安：我理解在坤教中，法师被严密地控制起来，好保护他人不为他们的力量所伤。
铁牛：你不必担心。我无意用拴绳捆住任何人。
薇薇安：我从不担心，亲爱的。拴绳两头都可以拉。
铁牛：我以为奥莱的法师不战斗。而你对战斗魔法非常精通。
薇薇安：奥莱的法师从不在未经允许的情况下战斗，亲爱的。有些人更擅长获得允许。
铁牛：女士，魔法里面，你是更喜欢火，还是电，还是冰或者其他什么的?
薇薇安：做什么事，用什么工具。火可以告诉你的敌人，你能够摧毁周边的一切。电则将造物主的恐惧注入敌人身体中。冰则能让他们以为你是冷酷无情的，而精神能量则召唤出恶魔的恐惧。
铁牛：我喜欢冰，因为这样能冻住他们，然后我一刀把他们劈成两半的时候就会碎成小冰块。
薇薇安：这样也很棒，亲爱的。
铁牛：所以说法环中的法师真的要保护自己不被恶魔附身吗?
薇薇安：作为痛苦试炼的一部分，我们必须证明自己能够保护自己不被恶魔占据，这样我们对这个世界来说就不是危险。
铁牛：(咕哝)恶魔。一团乱。
薇薇安：别担心，亲爱的。如果我们遇到了恶魔，我会保护你的。
铁牛：被锁住法环中是什么感觉?
薇薇安：再说一遍?
铁牛：我猜想人们都是这样做的。你又是个人。所以你一定有……我是说……有过，那样的……忘了我刚问的问题吧。
薇薇安：当然。
薇薇安：铁牛，不要再挠那个痂了，这样好不了的。
铁牛：我知道!但是痂会看起来很赞的!你瞧，已经看起来像是双足龙的……(叹气)我立刻会把绷带绑回去的。抱歉，女士。
薇薇安：谢谢，亲爱的。
薇薇安：亲爱的，铁牛，站直了。你这样懒懒散散的，看起来就像是生闷气的小孩。
铁牛：进门的时候我老是撞到角。
薇薇安：亲爱的，门框伤不了你。走路记得看路就好了。
铁牛：我……有几次也许是故意的。我想知道我能不能把门框撞松。
薇薇安：我要承认，铁牛，我原本以为你同一个法师一起并肩作战会感到不适。
铁牛：我们必要时也用库纳利法师。
薇薇安：这简直是两码事。
铁牛：是的，女士。同你一起作战就好像是有一艘战舰在轰炸敌人的前线。面前一片火海，烟雾缭绕等我冲过去的时候敌人都已经死了一半了。
薇薇安：所以说，我是一艘库纳利战舰?
铁牛：我……呃……我没想冒犯你。
薇薇安：完全没有!我可是铁夫人。
薇薇安：告诉我，铁牛，我能否做些什么来帮助你更有效地作战呢?
铁牛：呃……不必了?不用了，这样很好。
薇薇安：你在前线要做那么多战斗。我想帮忙，不论如何都可以。如果我能够削弱你的敌人，帮助你战斗得更容易，一定要让我知道。
铁牛：这个吗，衣服着火的时候换做是谁都不能好好作战。但说实话，我真的很喜欢冰。不过你觉得怎么方便怎么来，女士。
薇薇安：我总是很乐意帮忙的。
铁牛：我猜想，在法环和……你在奥莱住的地方之外，你没有什么机会外出，女士。
薇薇安：这不寻常，但没错。
铁牛：喜欢宽广的室外吗?
薇薇安：我们下一次扎营的时候，我必须沐浴一次。我需要你帮我找一些干净的水来。
铁牛：遵命，女士。
铁牛：女士，法环对影界裂缝什么的都知道多少?
薇薇安：非常少。在裂隙之前，从来没有法环的法师碰到过这样的事情。
铁牛：这我就放心了。
Vivienne and Iron Bull
Iron Bull: You know, Viv, you're not bad with that staff.
Vivienne: You will address me as Enchanter Vivienne, court mage of the Imperial Court, or Madame de Fer. Not. Viv.
Iron Bull: Oh, right. Ma'am. Sorry. Ma'am.
Vivienne: Hm... yes. "Ma'am" works as well.
Vivienne: Iron Bull, did you clean your weapon after the last fight?
Iron Bull: Er..., no. Odds are we're gonna be killing something again in a few minutes. Besides, the bloodstains are good for scaring enemies! They see a big messy blade and they... you know. Argh... I'll go clean it.
Vivienne: Thank you, darling.
Iron Bull: Yes, ma'am.
Vivienne: I wonder what sort of eye-patch we should get you.
Vivienne: I think gold, inlaid with glowing lyrium and amethysts...
Iron Bull: Oh. Hadn't thought of it like that, ma'am.
Vivienne: You cannot go shirtless in front of the preeminent nobles of Orlais. Let us see...
Iron Bull: Hey... I had a shirt in Halamshiral!
Vivienne: In Halamshiral, you were a blade of cheap iron. When I am done, you will shine like a gleaming dawnstone saber.
Vivienne: A purple coat, tight at the waist, slashed with silver, emerald accents. Open at the collar to accentuate your chest.
Vivienne: Every woman will want you. Every man will want to be you.
Iron Bull: Well... alright. Tell me more about the coat.
Vivienne: Now, Bull, the steps of the dance of six candles?
Iron Bull: Wait a minute! I know what this is. You're screwing with me because you look like a Tamassran. It's the whole "authoritative female" thing. Plus, that hat with the horns... you've been playing me. Well, I was trained by the Ben-Hassrath. You think I don't know how to handle manipulation?
Vivienne: Bull, step step turn...
Iron Bull: (Sighs.) Step, shuffle, spin... ...ma'am.
Iron Bull: Are you sure you're not "maybe", just a little bit Tamassran, ma'am?
Vivienne: My dear, I don't think there is such a think as a little bit Tamassran.
Iron Bull: Alright, point taken. But you're pretty tall for a human. Maybe there was a qunari there a few generations back.
Vivienne: Bull darling, I wear high heels and tall hats. Fashion is not so far, as far as I know, a demand of the Qun.
Iron Bull: You've got a point there. Usually the Qun doesn't even demand pants.
(If the Inquisition sided with the templars)
Iron Bull: So, ma'am, you're alright with the Inquisition bringing in templars?
Vivienne: Of course! Magic works best when responsibly supervised for the safety and protection of all.
(If the Inquisition sided with the rebel mages)
Iron Bull: So, ma'am, you must be pleased bought in all those rebel mages.
Vivienne: Hardly. Magic is dangerous, and with the Inquisition's alliance the mages are now dangerously independent.
Iron Bull: Your views of magic don't quite match with what I was taught about mages outside the Qun.
Vivienne: Life is a series of necessary restrictions, Iron Bull. The small minded beat against every wall they find. The wise learn to make the most of the options they have.
Vivienne: I have heard of the life of the Saarebas, Iron Bull, but I'm curious about your viewpoint.
Iron Bull: It's sad, mostly. The magic appears late in childhood just like it does for you folks. Some kids going years learning to be a baker, or soldier, or builder and then one day... that's all gone.
Vivienne: You sounded as though you pity them.
Iron Bull: Well... yes. In theory, they're no different from anyone else. The Tamassrans -- and the Ben-Hassrath, protect everyone from their own mistakes. They're people too, just serving the Qun, but too many Qunari are afraid of them.
Vivienne: Not you, though?
Iron Bull: No. Everyone who takes that burden and lives a good life with it has my respect.
Iron Bull: So ma'am, what do you think of Skyhold?
Vivienne: Why do you ask?
Iron Bull: Well, I don't know crap about magic so if the Veil is thin, or its weak against demons somehow, I can't tell.
Vivienne: It needs gold caps on the towers, painting in the courtyard, and a great deal of soap.
Iron Bull: Ah. Got it.
Iron Bull: Alright ma'am, I get that Skyhold needs a fresh coat of paint.
Vivienne: At the bare minimum. Ideally we could have the battlements enameled or... sheathed in marble.
Iron Bull: But it looks good, right? With that silhouette, it's just daring somebody to try to attack it.
Vivienne: This is the limitation of your upbringing under the Qun, darling. Skyhold must not only unnerve potential foes -- it must entice potential allies.
Iron Bull: Well, that's why we have you and Josephine, ...and apparently marble sheets.
(Spoilers for Wicked Eyes and Wicked Hearts)
Iron Bull: So ma'am, with respect, all that crap at Halamshiral made sense to you?
Vivienne: Of course! Florianne's motive was unfortunate, but hardly inscrutable.
Iron Bull: But how does Orlais work with all the nobles screwing each other over like that? I mean, give Corypheus cr, if we hadn't stopped him he'd brought down the whole empire.
Vivienne: Then it is fortunate that we did stop him.
Iron Bull: You really think Orlais works the way it is, ma'am? With all that infighting? All that selfish blowhards?
Vivienne: Orlais is selfish. But that ambition you decry breeds its own strengths. Those who rule Orlais never fear treachery from the rest of the world. They have already faced far worse.
Iron Bull: Well, that's one way to train your leaders.
(Spoilers for Here Lies the Abyss)
Iron Bull: So ma'am, the Warden mages at Adamant, they don't have to be part of the Circle?
Vivienne: No. The Grey Wardens are free of the confines of the Circle, so they may battle the darkspawn unfettered.
Vivienne: Some mages who chafe at the Circle's constraints actually hope to be recruited.
Iron Bull: Not you though?
Vivienne: Darling, my interest lie in the Circle and the court! The Wardens are irrelevant to both!
Iron Bull: Well after seeing what they did with blood magic, a nice strong Circle looks pretty good.
(Spoilers for Here Lies the Abyss)
(If Vivienne was not present, but Bull was)
Iron Bull: So, ma'am, you've been in the Fade, right?
Vivienne: Not physically, as you were at Adamant.
Iron Bull: Oh. Well, you're lucky then. It was awful.
Vivienne: I can imagine.
Iron Bull: Can you? Because it was more demons than I can imagine. And I'm quite good at imagining demons.
(If Vivienne was present, but Bull was not)
Iron Bull: So, ma'am, you went into the Fade at Adamant, right?
Vivienne: A most unpleasant experience.
Iron Bull: I know, right! Glad it isn't just me.
Vivienne: The water was utterly dreadful, and the lighting was dreary.
Iron Bull: Also demons trying to eat our souls. Really not sad I missed that one. We have more than enough demons outside.
(Spoilers for Here Lies the Abyss)
Iron Bull: So was it like that when you went through your Harrowing to become a Circle mage?
Vivienne: No. My Harrowing was nothing like that.
Iron Bull: At least I don't have to worry from crap from the Fade trying to kill us anymore.
Vivienne: Why not?
Iron Bull: We kicked the Nightmare's ass! You gotta figure any demon is gonna think twice before coming after us now.
Vivienne: Actually the depth of emotion you experience might draw demons to you more strongly.
Iron Bull: Oh for shit's sake.
Vivienne: I understand that under the Qun, mages are tightly controlled to protect others from their power.
Iron Bull: You don't need to worry. I have no intention of trying to leash anyone.
Vivienne: I never worry, darling. A leash can be pulled from either end.
Iron Bull: I thought mages in Orlais didn't fight. You're more than capable with combat magic.
Vivienne: Mages in Orlais do not fight without permission, my dear. Some are better at gaining permission than others.
Iron Bull: So, ma'am, with the magic, do you prefer fire, or lightning, or cold, or what?
Vivienne: The proper tool for the proper task. Fire reminds an enemy that you can destroy everything around. Lightning puts the fear of the Maker into her. Cold makes her think you implacable, while spirit energy conjures fears of demons.
Iron Bull: I like cold, cause it freezes them, and then they break into little bits when I chop them in half.
Vivienne: That's fine too, dear.
Iron Bull: So mages in the Circle really have to defend themselves against a demon?
Vivienne: As part of our Harrowing, we must prove we can defend against possession, and thus are no danger to the world.
Iron Bull: (Grunts.) Demons. That's messed up.
Vivienne: Don't worry, my dear. Should we encounter demons, I will protect you.
Iron Bull: So what's it like shacking up in the Circle?
Vivienne: Excuse me?
Iron Bull: Well I assume people do it. And you're people. So, you have to have... I mean... come one, with those... just forget I ask.
Vivienne: I shall.
Vivienne: Iron Bull, stop picking at that scab or it won't heal properly.
Iron Bull: I know! But the scab will look amazing! You see, it already sort of look like a wyvern's... (sighs.) I'll just put the bandage back on now. Sorry, ma'am.
Vivienne: Thank you, darling.
Vivienne: My dear, Iron Bull, stand up straight. You're slouching like a sulking child.
Iron Bull: I keep smacking my horns going through doors.
Vivienne: Darling, you are in no danger from a door beam. Just watch where you're going.
Iron Bull: I... may have done it a couple of times on purpose. To see if I can knock the frame loose.
Vivienne: I confess, Iron Bull, I had assume you would not be comfortable fighting alongside a mage.
Iron Bull: We use Saarebas when we need to.
Vivienne: That is hardly the same.
Iron Bull: No, ma'am. Fighting with you is more like hitting an enemy while a dreadnought pounds their front line. All fire and smoke ahead of you -- half the enemies already on the ground by the time you get there.
Vivienne: So, I am a qunari dreadnought?
Iron Bull: I... er... didn't mean to offend you.
Vivienne: Not at all! I am Madame de Fer.
Vivienne: Tell me, Iron Bull, is there anything I can do to assist you more effectively in combat?
Iron Bull: Err... no? No. I'm good.
Vivienne: You do so much fighting at the front. I would help, however I may. If my skills can weaken your opponent to make your fight easier, please let me know?
Iron Bull: Well, nobody fights well when their clothes are on fire. But honestly, I do really like the ice. Whatever works for you though. Ma'am.
Vivienne: I'm always happy to help.
Iron Bull: I assume that... between living in the Circle and... wherever you live in Orlais, you don't get out much, ma'am.
Vivienne: It is somewhat uncommon, yes.
Iron Bull: Enjoying the great outdoors?
Vivienne: The next time we make camp I intend to construct a bath. I need you to find me fresh water.
Iron Bull: Yes, ma'am.
Iron Bull: So, ma'am, what does the Circle know about Fade rifts and such?
Vivienne: Very little. No mage of the Circle had encountered anything like this before the Breach.
Iron Bull: Well, that's reassuring.