antivan leather boots

I think my actual favorite thing is that the Warden’s presents are always perfect- antivan leather boots that smell like home, your mothers amulet, the sword that represents your soul

whereas Hawke just fucks it up so badly- a book when you can’t read, and amulet that would totally get you killed if you wore it in public, a fertility amulet, and a gaudy shield named after a shamed knight

The Warden, browsing the Amaranthine market, finds a pair of Antivan leather boots for sale and their heart aches. They inhale the familiar scent, recalling Zevran’s smile, his warm voice, and his touch expressing what he never could in words.

“Commander?” Sigrun asks, hiding her slight concern behind a grin. “You’re staring at those boots like you’re gonna steal them. Is everything okay?”

“I…I’m fine,” the Warden says. “I was just reminded of someone. We’ve never been apart this long before.”

“Oh.” The dwarf pauses, choosing her next words. “You must love this person a lot, huh?”

It’s not really a question, and their answer is abundantly clear when the Warden purchases the leather boots.

so because i’ve been even more invested in zevran than usual lately (i know, how is that even possible, but whatever) i just realized:

when he’s telling the warden about how he wanted to buy a pair of antivan leather boots before he came to ferelden, how he told himself “ah zevran, you can buy them when you return as a reward for a job well done”

he never planned on coming back

he was planning on dying

he didn’t buy the shoes because a dead man has no need for them