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Geralt z Rivii ([personal profile] gynvael) wrote in [community profile] abraxaslogs 2023-03-04 04:43 am (UTC)

[ Even Geralt is beginning to look uneasy by what the fuck is going on. (What the fuck is going on?)

He presses his fingers to the stone walls, pulls on the vines and leaves. The ground beneath is like nothing he expected. He'd have thought rock, stalactites, maybe dampness if they're near a source of water. This...

Shit.

He flexes his fingers. Istredd hasn't got his magic; Geralt can tell his own senses and strength are in flux. All in all, not the most ideal. And who in the hell are all these people? How long have they been trapped down here? He's been in a lot of caves throughout the desert wasteland. In Thorne, too, once. None of them looked like this. ]


Urianger? The elf? [ His brows furrow. They've spoken only twice, but he is on good terms with Thancred. And Himeka is a friend.

He peers up at the fleshy bulbs. Last time Urianger was trapped by a leshy, he didn't fare too well. Not exactly a fighter. Is he inside one of those things? ]


I was with a girl. [ He steps across the mouldy ground. Rinwell. He needs to be sure she made it home safe. ] Couldn't let them chase after her.

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