[ An order to protect the realms of men. It's funny. He thinks, a long time ago, they might've said the same of the Witchers. A damn long time, though. Before his time, if that ever existed. No one's left, really, to tell him either way. ]
There's always a choice. [ It's said simply, without judgment. He hums, making a vague gesture with his hand that suggests what he does isn't all that complicated. And on paper, it isn't. ]
I hunt monsters. For coin. Been looking to do the same here.
[ Which, he's found a handful of contracts. It's only a matter of whether he has the equipment to take it on. In a few weeks, probably. He thinks he can barter for a horse, in exchange for services in return over a period of time. It'll be a hell of a lot quicker than scrounging up the money for one. ]
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There's always a choice. [ It's said simply, without judgment. He hums, making a vague gesture with his hand that suggests what he does isn't all that complicated. And on paper, it isn't. ]
I hunt monsters. For coin. Been looking to do the same here.
[ Which, he's found a handful of contracts. It's only a matter of whether he has the equipment to take it on. In a few weeks, probably. He thinks he can barter for a horse, in exchange for services in return over a period of time. It'll be a hell of a lot quicker than scrounging up the money for one. ]