Standard fare, the characters obviously belong to Bioware and EA, not me. But if they won't give me some witty dwarf love, I have to do it myself. ;)
Fate
"You know you're being stared at, right?"
Sigrun snickered into her drink, her eyes bright over the rim before she set it back on the bar, empty with a sigh, "Now would that be on account of the impressive weaponry, the tattoos or the fact that we've been in Kirkwall for three days and haven't seen a single other female dwarf around?"
The Hero of Fereldan grinned across from her, her amused tone kept low enough so only her companion would hear, "Makes it easier for me. No one notices the runaway queen with you around."
"Always happy to help!" She turned on her stool then to survey the room. They were supposed to meet their contact here soon. Carver had arranged an introduction with the bar's new owner, the beardless dwarf who'd been one of his sister's companions and one of the few who'd witnessed Anders' meltdown who had remained in the city.
It wasn't hard to pick him out of the crowd. Sure, he was the only dwarf without a beard she'd ever seen, but as he came down the flight of stairs across the sea of drunks and spilled ale, his eyes met hers with a curious and amused gleam. He effortlessly managed the assorted patrons who stepped into his path for a word or two, but his eyes kept coming back to them…or rather, to her until he finally made it to their table and sketched a quick bow.
"Ladies, Varric Tethras at your service. Perhaps you'd care to join me upstairs? Most of the fellows here might not remember their names come morning, but I can assure you more privacy from those with stronger constitutions and longer memories.