[ Kahlil has spoken with the Sentinels, keeping his questions quick and direct before moving down to the vaults. Kahlil feels entirely overdressed in his long, flowing robe and gold adornments across his shoulders. They cover his right arm, masking the lines of scars that run down them. The ones littering his abdomen are on full display.
He is used to being the one causing - sometimes staging a crime scene, not investigating one. But the description of these keys that are weapons, their taste for blood - it's his language.
The fossilized corpse gives him pause, as does the other person currently inspecting the area. ]
Have you seen anything like this before? [ A glance from Geralt to the stone body. He grimaces. ]
geralt.
He is used to being the one causing - sometimes staging a crime scene, not investigating one. But the description of these keys that are weapons, their taste for blood - it's his language.
The fossilized corpse gives him pause, as does the other person currently inspecting the area. ]
Have you seen anything like this before? [ A glance from Geralt to the stone body. He grimaces. ]