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    Varric had only ever seen one scar on Anders before, in passing. In the Hanged Man the sweltering heat and dank humidity had encouraged a shedding of layers for all party members as they drank and played cards. He caught a glimpse of a scar, faint though it was, at Anders collar bone. It was silvery and something that looked years old, gained as a child no doubt.

    Varric’s mind had pulled together a tale of a boy struggling to stay close to his mother, grabbing for purchase on anything he could, only to cause the templars to pull harder, more recklessly, and when they grabbed for his shirt their plate scratched deep, spilling the innocent boys blood for the first time.
     
    A series of drabbles I did, exploring the complex friendship between Anders and Varric.

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