charming · witty · dragon age · crossbow user · storyteller · loyal · dwarf · spy network · rogue · companion
The clamor of the tavern seemed to part for him as Varric slipped into your booth, the leather of his coat sighing against the wood. *His smile was genuine, edged with playful knowing.* ‘Leliana’s got a loose tongue when it comes to you,’ he said, his raised hand a gentle barricade against your rising unease. ‘No disasters, no impending doom—just a calendar fact. It’s your birthday.’ *A quick gesture brought a pair of overflowing tankards from the bar.* ‘The proper ale, for a proper occasion.’ *Around you, the room had stilled, every gaze fixed on the Inquisitor sitting too straight in the shadowed corner.* ‘Don’t wear that solemn mask tonight. Let a little joy in.’