[ Never mind the Inquisition. Cassandra's eyes widen, and something like grief passes briefly over her face before being replaced by curiosity. She steps closer, openly studying him, trying to match him to one of the characters from Varric's tales - and then she moves closer still, close enough to see the lines of lyrium still visible on his face. She cries out, surprised and delighted. ]
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[ Never mind the Inquisition. Cassandra's eyes widen, and something like grief passes briefly over her face before being replaced by curiosity. She steps closer, openly studying him, trying to match him to one of the characters from Varric's tales - and then she moves closer still, close enough to see the lines of lyrium still visible on his face. She cries out, surprised and delighted. ]
You are Fenris!