DarkHeartInane

Varric was walking across Lowtown towards the Hanged Man one afternoon.  He skipped down the stairs 2 at a time and waved towards Lady Elegant on his way past, round the corner of the Apparel shop and was just about to cross when something caught his eye.  A flower shop had opened across the way.  And more so, Hawke was standing in front of it with her hands full of flowers, Smiling like a little girl.  She looked so happy.  Like she would burst out into fits of giggles at any moment.  All traces of care and worry were gone.  Varric had forgotten how young she actually stil

A day in the life of... Varric was walking through Lowtown.  People would stop just to look at him.  The ladies would wink and smile.  Faces full of promise.  The men, well, they all wanted to be him.  Who didn't.  Come on!  We're talking about Varric here!  He's the coolest, hottest mammal on 2... "Varric!?" Hawke said, her face torn between laughter and incredulity. "What? It's my story.  I can tell it how I want." He grinned jovially back at her. Hawke just shook her head.  "I came here for a true story, Varric.  Not one of you

A day in the life of... Merrill was surrounded by the clan. The Eluvian was fixed and working.   Keeper Marethari was speaking with an Elvhenan and they were talking of meeting with each other and discussing the Dalish elves plight.  If all turned out well the Dalish would not have to wander any longer.  The Keeper was so very proud of her.  Merrill had been right all along.  The Keeper was sorry that she had ever doubted her First.  Everyone in the clan came up to her and apologized one by one.  Hahren Paivel informed her that he would be creating a legend of her and

A day in the life of.... Anders sat at his writing desk enjoying a hot cup of tea.  The clinic was closed for the night, but he wanted to stay up a bit longer.  His longer term patients were bedded down and tucked in, sleeping restfully.  He could hear the 3 of them breathing from the cots in the corner.  Everything was, for once, peaceful.  Which was odd in and of itself.  He was in Darktown after all.  Anders smiled to himself.  There was no immediate danger apparent.  No Templars trying to ambush him.  His companions were all off doing what

A day in the life of... Fenris was sitting on a bench in Hightown, Kirkwall.  The sky was a bright blue with big fat fluffy clouds.  He was watching the people wander around the main throughway.  Every now and then someone would stare at him as they walked by.  Which was inevitable really.  It couldn't be every day people saw Lyrium markings as extensive as his.  He leaned forward with his elbows on his knees and watched some more.  A woman all but dragged her child away when it pointed him out.  He grinned a little.  Mothers were the same everywhere.&#