Geralt looks down at the dark void of its insectoid eyes. The creature stares back up. Coram has made a habit of coming to the door when he returns home, something he has avoided pointing out to anyone in the house.
"He recognizes that I feed him." Still, he gives Coram a scratch behind the ears and a small bit of salted fish he's pocketed from the tables. Never thought he'd settle anywhere enough to have a pet. (His horse is different. She's a companion.)
After a second, Geralt removes something else: wrapped in a silk cloth and inside a leather pouch. The silver medallion within is polished anew—but the real change to it isn't visible. "I had it enchanted to detect magic nearby."
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Geralt looks down at the dark void of its insectoid eyes. The creature stares back up. Coram has made a habit of coming to the door when he returns home, something he has avoided pointing out to anyone in the house.
"He recognizes that I feed him." Still, he gives Coram a scratch behind the ears and a small bit of salted fish he's pocketed from the tables. Never thought he'd settle anywhere enough to have a pet. (His horse is different. She's a companion.)
After a second, Geralt removes something else: wrapped in a silk cloth and inside a leather pouch. The silver medallion within is polished anew—but the real change to it isn't visible. "I had it enchanted to detect magic nearby."
Like his can. A proper Witcher's medallion.