'I was just wondering,' Varric said that same night.
Never a good sign.
Garrett pretended to be drunk. It seemed prudent to begin deflecting all further questions immediately. 'Yes, my fine fuzzy friend?'
'Couldn't help but overhear you mention your time at Ostagar.' Varric was toying with a quill pen, doing all manner of absurdly lewd things with the feather. Garrett stared, horrified and fascinated at the same time, as he swiped the tip through his golden pelt of chest hair. 'Is that how the lot of you met?'
'Not at all,' Garrett replied. 'We were all rescuedrescued by the same person. Well, technically not a person: it was a drag
They chose to have Loghain killedAlistair delivered the final blow. They put Anora on the throneAlistair wasn't ready yet, might never be ready; he was pale with relief. They drew lotsAlistair, Garrett, Carver, and Cousin Amellfor who would be the one to undergo the rite with Morrigan; Alistair's was the shortest, and wasn't that always his luck?
'Why me?' he mourned, and Garrett clapped him on the back, and Carver barely concealed his laughter, and Cousin Amell was the only one who took him aside to comfort him, though nothing anyone did or said would make the prospect feel any easier.
Bethany and Aveline didn't kno
'I was just wondering,' Varric said that same night.
Never a good sign.
Garrett pretended to be drunk. It seemed prudent to begin deflecting all further questions immediately. 'Yes, my fine fuzzy friend?'
'Couldn't help but overhear you mention your time at Ostagar.' Varric was toying with a quill pen, doing all manner of absurdly lewd things with the feather. Garrett stared, horrified and fascinated at the same time, as he swiped the tip through his golden pelt of chest hair. 'Is that how the lot of you met?'
'Not at all,' Garrett replied. 'We were all rescuedrescued by the same person. Well, technically not a person: it was a drag
They chose to have Loghain killedAlistair delivered the final blow. They put Anora on the throneAlistair wasn't ready yet, might never be ready; he was pale with relief. They drew lotsAlistair, Garrett, Carver, and Cousin Amellfor who would be the one to undergo the rite with Morrigan; Alistair's was the shortest, and wasn't that always his luck?
'Why me?' he mourned, and Garrett clapped him on the back, and Carver barely concealed his laughter, and Cousin Amell was the only one who took him aside to comfort him, though nothing anyone did or said would make the prospect feel any easier.
Bethany and Aveline didn't kno
i have made a...tumblr! i need to follow all the amazing da2 artists, and so it is done. idrk how tumblr works. do i post fic there? do i reblog every single thing and drive people crazy? I DUNNO!
http://anderfels.tumblr.com
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