Prompt: Anders Fadewalker, Lady's Man and Extraordinary Mage Escape Artist
"I do hope you plan on changing the name," Marian says from across the table. Her goblet is tilting precariously. Anders nudges it so that it doesn't spill in his lap, but his face is still pink, his ears have yet to fade from red.
"What?" Varric asks, his face a mask of innocence. "You don't think 'Anders Fadewalker, Lady's Man and Extraordinary Mage Escape Artist' has a good ring to it?"
"I was only talking about the Anders part," Marian says and takes a swig of her ale.
"Well, there's got to be a little truth to it," Isabela says. "Otherwise no one would believe it."
"Why don't you just leave me out of it?" Anders asks. He's gone back to studying the finished meal before him, not meeting anyone's eyes.
"You're no fun, Blondie," Varric chides. "You still owe me some details."
Anders knows what details Varrics referring to and his face beginning to turn pink again.
"I've already got a full chapter of shit I made up," Varric warns.
Anders blanches. "Alright, alright."
Two minutes later, Marian dumps her ale over Anders head and stalks out of Varrics rooms.
"I think you should cut out the ladies' man part," Isabela says.