TRISS: Everything seems to indicate that. GERALT: Right now I should be searching the forest for Iorveth, not looking for flowers. TRISS: Ciaran mentioned roses of remembrance, growing somewhere near here. They continued to pursue me - in the Outskirts, then in Vizima when I killed the Grand Master. When the witchers found me barely alive a half year ago near Kaer Morhen, I was fleeing the wraiths of the Hunt. I feel like everything's coming together. The wraith riders kidnapped Yen, and I pursued them. After the massacre in Rivia, Ciri took me there, and Yennefer. GERALT: I've been to the Isle of Avallach, among the apple trees and the mists. Cedric claims the kayran emerged from the northern swamps approximately one month past. SÍLE: And on the Pontar it found trade barges burgeoning with obese, slow-moving merchants. Then it grew for some reason and hunger drove it to seek fresh pastures. Maybe inhabited one of the Pontar's tributaries before, hunting animals. GERALT: you saw the tentacle - what do you make of it all? SÍLE: Oh my! Your sense of humor seems to be intact, too. TRISS: Absolutely - virgins are a dying breed. All those disgusting marvels we take from dying species. SÍLE: Troll eyes, ghoul venom, virgins' blood.
TRISS: Here to hunt down some ingredients? I had my doubts if the kayran was worth the journey, but those were dispelled with what it showed today. TRISS: Síle de Tansarville, advisor to Queen Zulika of Kovir. SÍLE: Triss, how long must I wait for you to introduce us? Then some brave Temerian soldiers showed up, piled on me, and knocked me out. Besides, I looked him in the eye before he escaped. Iorveth's Scoia'tael were waiting in a boat - it was planned.ĭANDELION: And you're chasing him because he murdered the King? GERALT: Jumped out a window into the river below. He let Foltest greet his children, waited until I had walked off, then cut the king's throat from ear to ear. The killer disguised himself as a monk, a blind one at that. The dragon separated us from the rest of the army. He ordered me to be at his side during the battle. After the first attempt, Foltest began treating me as his lucky charm. He was well-informed.ĭANDELION: Wait a minute. GERALT: Foltest's killer lay in wait in the tower where the La Valettes had hidden the royal bastards.
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ZOLTAN: Eat,' Breckenrigg says, then proceeded to slurp two full bowls of the shite. They must've dropped lumps of coal into the pot. Old Breckenrigg rose and he says, 'A real dwarf works a mine, not chases fame on the battlefield.'ĭANDELION: You'll never believe this, Geralt, but they served duck blood soup! It was as black as tar. Just when I thought I'd learned more than I ever wanted to know about mining, they served the soup. They welcomed us in, sat us down, and proceeded to discuss the superiority of Mahakaman mining know-how over any other. ZOLTAN: We were broke as a joke by the time Dandelion threw me a bachelor party at an establishment called 'The Tight Lane.'ĭANDELION: Next day we went over to the Breckenriggs'. Bought Zoltan an absolutely grand doublet, a pair of Geribuldi crackowes and, as a gift for Eudora, a jadestone as big as my fist. We got to Mahakam a week after the Grand Master died. Innkeep! Where's our drink?!ĭANDELION: It was like this. My would-be pop-in-law refused to let a rebel firebrand join the family. ZOLTAN: Hah! The Breckenriggs broke off the engagement because some limp prick put it about that I joined the uprising in Vizima. GUARD: I'm warnin' you for the last time, Margot! MARGOT: Thinks he's tough, showing off his balls, but don't fret, people, I've seen the rot on them! *Cackles* GUARD: Shut it! All of you! Or I'll not vouch for what I'll do! I don't know witchers, but Margot's a decent woman! Whores and witchers notwithstanding!īYSTANDER: Watch your words, guardsman.
GUARD: Shut your trap! The singer's to hang and he will hang - this is a decent town. But hear this, people - he sure liked to parade about, but his willie wouldn't come to attention! Hah! MARGOT: The soldier boy has paid us a visit or two, though he didn't have much fun. Debauchery's one of my favorite pastimes, but I don't want a noose placed 'round my neck for pursuin' it! Think of the common folk - you're spoiling their fun.īYSTANDER: A freak he may be, but he speaks true.
GUARD: Ah piss off, freak, or you'll have me to deal with.
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Is profligacy now a punishable offence in the free Kingdom of Temeria? Or are we in Nilfgaard? GERALT: Are you serious? Listen here, people. Afterwards he returns to a cave hideout, where he is surprised to find Letho already there.]
Iorveth uses a nekker as bait for an arachas.
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