[ Geralt will find her not far from the well, surrounded by a handful of hollow-cheeked, sallow-eyed native Abraxans with the rough look of vagrants or even bandits about them (though it's unclear how much of that was carried over from before, or if they've simply been in the pit too long with their hunger).
They look to be trying to corner her against the wall, some of them wielding makeshift weapons of bone, vines and sticks. Ciri, for her part, just looks exceptionally annoyed. ]
I didn't steal your stupid rats, you lackwits. The vermin skitters around as it will. You've hardly more say to it than I!
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They look to be trying to corner her against the wall, some of them wielding makeshift weapons of bone, vines and sticks. Ciri, for her part, just looks exceptionally annoyed. ]
I didn't steal your stupid rats, you lackwits. The vermin skitters around as it will. You've hardly more say to it than I!