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Vol strode to the Witcher, trying to examine the wound she was purposefully(he guessed) hiding.  "When did this happen? Yesterday? Yes, it must've been last night unless you cavorted through the forest for some more monster hunting. Barnabas, medical supplies as quick as you can!"  "Of...

Well hot dog, this update is awesome. Thanks to those who made it possible and will get to replies tomorrow!

Ok,make that monday! Sorry guys, weekend got busy

Signing off for the next couple of days...will respond to you guys on Sunday :)

He made a mental note that she had been in the tower AND that she might have missed a magical presence. That sounded awfully...convenient for a powerful magic user to not pick up on strong magical auras, let alone an aura that could serve as a way for a band of rebel Elves to potentially cause a...

Mansfield looked down at the porrage with gratefulness, nodding his thanks to Gwenn for the meal before taking a spoonful and landing in a culinary heaven. He had forgotten just how delicately nutty the honey was, the savory nature of the butter...and she was a Druid. Right. That makes sense...

"Ah, but you won't have to worry about being arrested on sight. You are with the Knight Captain of Her Majesty's so on and so forth. I will personally vouch for your strength of character and ensure that you are treated with the respect you deserve. As for the first point, you're right, this is...

He smirked at her question about his stamina, mounting his horse before responding: "I believe that my profession lends itself to naturally having enough stamina to get through the arduous terrain of Skellige without a problem. Lead on, my friend. I'll make sure to have my senses especially...

He watched her body language as she told her story for any indication as to how she felt about the events she was recounting, but to him, her tone was more than enough. There was a touch of gratefulness for being able to be on a "similar" playing field as male Witchers, but there was an...

The creaking of the elven bowstrings grew ever tighter, arrows milliseconds away from being launched at their targets. Mansfield's leg muscles tensed in anticipation of another skirmish, but hoped that they could at least get some information out of the elves before things got bloody...

"Because, if you are not aware, Witchers in Beauclair are held in the highest regard. After all, it was a Witcher by the name of Geralt of Rivia that reunited Anna Henrietta with her estranged sister, Syanna. If it was not for our friend Geralt, we would not have had the ability to maintain such...

Breathing heavily, he stood across from the hooded woman, her hands holding the twin daggers he had been attempting to fend off for what felt like an eternity. Her companions were strewn about in various positions of death, blood seeping into the storm soaked earth to compliment the sight of...

Mansfield smirked at Gwenn's pinpoint accuracy, hearing a couple of gasps from the trees bending in the breeze as well as a scrambling from branches. The rest of the bandit cadre emerged from their flank, bows raised. "Get em!" The Witcher's broad frame slumped forward as a sigh escaped his...

Vol heard the Kikimore's squeal in what sounded like a blend of fear and pain, spotting their scuttling outlines in the distance as they fled from the scene. The woman had killed two of them, but the other three seemed in fine enough condition to cut her down, confirming his suspicions that the...

"Arvakr seems like a steady enough horse. What do you think of our assessment of you, my equine friend?" The horse snorted in reply, giving the Witcher a couple of sniffs before it snorted again, this time in derision. "Oh, you're one to talk, aren't you? I actually bathed yesterday." He...

"Oh come now, I think I'm doing some...damage..." The corpse of a Kikimore with a severed appendage collapsed to the ground, Vol aware that the beast this helpful woman had just killed was indeed the same creature that he thought he had killed when he sliced it's stomach open AND sliced a leg...

"Eldjudnir?" He raised a brow. "That's a name I haven't heard of, but if it's in the Vigur mountains, I know why you would be worried. I assume Queen Cerys wouldn't want a meeting between the Jarls, Radovid, Emyhr and the Duchess of Toussaint to go awry because of a magical incident. Of...

Vol had just pierced the belly of the Kikimore that had attacked him, the beast rearing up on it's hind legs to try and crush him underneath it's weight, which made the blow all too easy. Insect gore splattered onto the path when he felt a rush of wind, then a shriek of agony from one of the...

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