[ A necro? A necromancer, surely -- Ciri can glean context clues. But she does look a little surprised, blinking at Gideon with a sort of fascination like she isn't even sure where to start asking questions. Few things surprise her these days, but boneworld full of necromancers and bone monsters and people among all that, clinging to survival, that's something that's kind of charming and frightening at once.

Then again, she's already met someone who comes from a sphere where humans haven't even gotten to it yet, which is stranger even than humans fighting through bone monsters on a tomb planet. It takes all sorts.

Ciri shrugs. She suspects why Gideon says this (same reason she's been able to make some coin standing around scowling and acting as guard for various goods around the marketplace), and it never fails to rankle, just a little bit. She resists the urge to smooth her hair over the scar and instead just takes another drink. ]

I do. Smashed through a whole lot of flesh and blood monsters, but no bone-exclusive ones so far.

I heard there are plenty of beasts out in the desert. Just need a proper blade first.