There have been a lot of triumphs, you know. [A grin slowly curved its way over Varric's lips. A hand drummed a rhythm against the mug of tea as he mulled the question over. He and Bianca had slain dragons and darkspawn, bandits and bears and everything in between. Yet his biggest triumph was something simple compared to it all.]

There was a pickpocket in Hightown -- the noble district in the city I lived in. Came up on this woman and snatched her coin purse. He may have been miserable with subtly, but he was fast. The woman had no hope of catching him.

But Bianca has always been faster.

[He lifted his hands, pantomiming holding Bianca and shooting an arrow.]

Caught him in the shirt sleeve and pinned him against the wall. The woman was able to retrieve her coin, and I was able to meet my best friend for the first time.