"You know, the first half? Yeah. The second half? Less than you'd think," Varric answered and held out a hand.

"Varric Tethras, rogue, writer, and friend of the first poor bastard who got stuck with a glowy-handed-pain-laser-thing." Not his most eloquent introduction but, somehow, he figured this guy wouldn't be too upset about it. "Figured I'd offer the rest of you a hand, if I could, off or on the books depending."