It isn't surprising that Geralt's just going to ignore it and Istredd will follow his lead, at least in the start. They have started to get along, he doesn't want conflict. And yes, he assumes the witcher has many screams in his life. He may not know his entire history, having barely paid attention to the songs about him, but they're monster killers. The screams may be the beasts in question.
Istredd looks warily as several birds appear because it's becoming clear that they are here to cause drama rather than attack either of them. He tries to strike one of them with a telekinetic push, but it only unsettles that shadow bird, and another one appears anyway. "Fucking fantastic," he mutters.
He gets confused when it sounds like flames instead, although that does make him think of Thanedd, and he doesn't want to think about fire, but the return of screaming makes him flinch. Istredd chances a look over at Geralt who looks genuinely thrown by it. It's the most thrown he's ever looked outside of the Pit, when he was sick and frantically looking for Ciri.
"Yes, I can try one. We'll see if they can get through it." Since these are spiritual shadow birds, it's possible all spells won't work on them. But Istredd casts a sort of protective muting spell around them that muffles sound outside of the two of them. It means someone could technically sneak up on them, but he doubts that's a concern.
He is quiet for a few moments, knowing all too well the vague peace they've found, but Geralt did attempt to show him compassion last time. "They?" He asks, tentatively.
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Istredd looks warily as several birds appear because it's becoming clear that they are here to cause drama rather than attack either of them. He tries to strike one of them with a telekinetic push, but it only unsettles that shadow bird, and another one appears anyway. "Fucking fantastic," he mutters.
He gets confused when it sounds like flames instead, although that does make him think of Thanedd, and he doesn't want to think about fire, but the return of screaming makes him flinch. Istredd chances a look over at Geralt who looks genuinely thrown by it. It's the most thrown he's ever looked outside of the Pit, when he was sick and frantically looking for Ciri.
"Yes, I can try one. We'll see if they can get through it." Since these are spiritual shadow birds, it's possible all spells won't work on them. But Istredd casts a sort of protective muting spell around them that muffles sound outside of the two of them. It means someone could technically sneak up on them, but he doubts that's a concern.
He is quiet for a few moments, knowing all too well the vague peace they've found, but Geralt did attempt to show him compassion last time. "They?" He asks, tentatively.