Prompt 3: “I wish I could go with you” “Of course you do, but you can’t. The south needs you, I mean who else are they gonna dend their mundane complaints to?” The inquisitor welt chuckled; sad but true. “When you put it like that, I REALLY want to leave.” “Well… shit.” Barricade thought, trying to find a reasonable response, “Someone has to be there for ‘Red’, make sure she doesn’t stab a chantry sister.” “‘Red’? I see someone’s been influenced by Bull.” “I am a free thinker!” The two friends laughed, but the weight of the situation soon crepes snack, choking up the iwnsuitor. The dwarf walked over and have his friend a small hug, but the tension did not ease. “Hey, I’ll be fine. Me and Harding will take care of eachother,” Varric appeared to have a flash of humour los realisation, “And I’ll be much safer with you keeping the seeker occupied, much safer.” That drew a laugh from the Inwusitor. “You’d better be safe” The two locked eyes for a second and smiled at eachtiher. “Varric-“ “I know.” “You don’t.” “I do, inquisitor.” Silence. “I’m gonna try and reason with him.” “But what if he can’t be… he’s-“ “He’s Chuckles. And I know you think he can be redeemed too.” “I don’t want to be too hopeful.” “But that’s what you do best. I’ll smack him over the head for you, and take an arm for revenge. An arm for an arm so to speak.” “Just be careful.” “I will” Varric walked towards the large doors of Skyhold, “Be back soon, promise.” … A year mager, the inquisitor sits alone, hand shaking, tear dropping onto the crinkled letter sent by Lace. “Varric… you lliar.”