Day 15: Bet
"Maybe we should make this game a little more interesting?" Isabela suggested to the others at the table.
"I am afraid to ask," Fenris grumbled from behind his cards.
Isabela gave him an evil grin. "We could bet clothing."
"All of it?" Merrill asked, her eyes wide. She glanced down at her outfit.
Anders chuckled. "No, you bet a piece at a time." He reached down and continued as he fidgeted with something. "Small things at first, then bigger pieces as you go. Like this." He dropped something gray on the table.
Everyone suddenly recoiled, covering their noses and coughing. "What IS that?" Hawke choked out.
"It's a sock," Anders responded indignantly.
"Ugh, put it away, Blondie. I'll stick with coin. I don't want anything I'll have to wash afterwards." Varric glanced again at the gray lump. "Or burn."