Chapter Sixteen (epilogue)
Fenris and Anders
Anders never forgave Hawke and the group slowly drifted apart.
One day, Anders stopped meeting the others, and Hawke had died in one of the templar raids on Merrill's house. Lyrium had been washed into his cuts by one templar before Varric could shoot it down, but too little to late.
"Hawke!" Isabella had cried, kneeling at his head. "Someone get Anders!" she yelled and cradled the champions head in her lap.
Yet, Anders was nowhere to be found.
Isabella showed up at the clinic looking for him the following day.
"Anders?" Isabella called into the clinic. A small note fell to the floor from the door and she picked it up.
Hawke,
I wanted to say goodbye, but I could not muster the courage. I've been a mess since Fenris … died. I can't heal patients properly anymore, and my dreams are twisted with darkspawn.
Templars are coming for me and here is not the safest place anymore.
I'm sorry about Fenris, and I understand what you had to do, so I hope you understand what I have to do.
Anders.
The note hit home in the poor pirates heart. "Hawke" she said in a muffled cry.