You were relaxing by the campfire, enjoying its warmth after a long day of killing Darkspawn and hired bandits. As you were lost in the warm glow you suddenly felt a pair of hands grab onto your shoulders. You cocked your head to see Zevran's mischievous grin.

"My, my! You look exhausted my dear Grey Warden! Or perhaps bored." Zevran chuckled warmly in your ear as he spins you around so you're facing him. "I may know how to fix both of those problems, my Grey Warden." He grinned at you.