Beneath the streets of Novigrad
"A vampire, indeed." Elka responded her eyes widening slightly as she scrutinized the claw mark gouged into the stone wall. She nodded her agreement with his proposed story. It was truly impossible to tell beneath the decay and bite marks if there had ever...
Aeka grudgingly nodded. Orsmun needed medical attention, but it truthfully only took one to lead the horse and the witcher had other work to do. She took the time to collect her spent arrows from the corpses of the wolves. A few had been snapped or the fletching damages but most were still good...
What do you think then about people with happy backgrounds? Personally, I've had a pretty easy life and its hard for me personally to writer about tragic characters. But when does a happy or nutral background become 'a mary-sue perfect life'?
Beneath the streets of Novigrad
Elka almost purred with delight. "Geralt? The Geralt of Rivia?" Even in the far reaches of Zerrikania stories and ballads of the White Wolf were known. She relaxed at his comment, swinger her blade up to rest on her shoulder. It was almost an unseen action in...
Weather: Sunny
Temperature: 94°F
High: 101°F
Low: 86°F
Humidity: 10%
Chance of Rain: 3%
Wind: SE @ 7mph
Overall: Hot | Dry
Heights had never bothered Antoine Bast. If anything, he preferred the view of the world from above, but that was to be expected from a dragon...