Being a Viscount was never easy, but it did come with certain perks. Getting to make decisions on laws was nice, as was watching the faces of smug nobility fall when they realized that their leader was none other than a common working man. But the best perk was being able to fill the dozens and dozens of empty rooms in the castle with all the children that life had left parentless. If nobody else could put a roof over their heads, then at least he could. Even if his second-in-command lectured him every time he brought home another kid from the streets.
Neither parenthood nor his status defined the man, however. Known for his writing, loved for his deeds, the true calling of Varric Tethras was instead adventure. Often, he would leave his office vacant as he journeyed to the corners of the land, fought terrible monsters, and claimed forgotten treasures. Those treasures funded that city of his, and those journeys saw new gifts for those children he had taken in. For all of his questing, he carried his burdens well.
But his heaviest burden, the one that had haunted him for years, was washed away one summer evening. He was getting ready to turn in for the night, but a glowing apparition bearing a familiar face was waiting for him. He couldn't help but grin as he said, "Long time no see."
A ghostly smile was the only response, but that was alright. Because in that moment he finally received the assurance he had been waiting to get: everything was going to be okay.
VARRIC (written post week 5 by WATANUKI and ELDA)
Neither parenthood nor his status defined the man, however. Known for his writing, loved for his deeds, the true calling of Varric Tethras was instead adventure. Often, he would leave his office vacant as he journeyed to the corners of the land, fought terrible monsters, and claimed forgotten treasures. Those treasures funded that city of his, and those journeys saw new gifts for those children he had taken in. For all of his questing, he carried his burdens well.
But his heaviest burden, the one that had haunted him for years, was washed away one summer evening. He was getting ready to turn in for the night, but a glowing apparition bearing a familiar face was waiting for him. He couldn't help but grin as he said, "Long time no see."
A ghostly smile was the only response, but that was alright. Because in that moment he finally received the assurance he had been waiting to get: everything was going to be okay.