[ Told you he would. Geralt's eyes narrow between Jaskier and the moogle. Wait—
Oh, fuck it. He leans against the wall, head tipped back. Listens to Moglad and Jaskier whisper about the sham marriage to Himeka. When Thancred and Jaskier enter, Geralt doesn't even bother to follow, just turns his head to look into what is, as they have both declared, an utter fucking disappointment. Not that he expected anything else. Actually, nothing's crawled out to bite them in half, so as far as entrances to unknown locations go, this may be dull but at least no one's had a chunk taken out of them for their troubles.
He reaches out and confiscates Moglad's sword before the moogle can enact destruction upon the domain. ]
I'd rather not incite personal vendettas where unneeded. [ Is there a book? Perhaps they can inscribe their name and a note. Stairs evenly paced. Shit view at the top. ] Can we go?
[ Although going means...returning down the stairs they only just went up. Fuck. Has this place got another route? Is it truly just fucking stairs? ]
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Oh, fuck it. He leans against the wall, head tipped back. Listens to Moglad and Jaskier whisper about the sham marriage to Himeka. When Thancred and Jaskier enter, Geralt doesn't even bother to follow, just turns his head to look into what is, as they have both declared, an utter fucking disappointment. Not that he expected anything else. Actually, nothing's crawled out to bite them in half, so as far as entrances to unknown locations go, this may be dull but at least no one's had a chunk taken out of them for their troubles.
He reaches out and confiscates Moglad's sword before the moogle can enact destruction upon the domain. ]
I'd rather not incite personal vendettas where unneeded. [ Is there a book? Perhaps they can inscribe their name and a note. Stairs evenly paced. Shit view at the top. ] Can we go?
[ Although going means...returning down the stairs they only just went up. Fuck. Has this place got another route? Is it truly just fucking stairs? ]