Witchers. [ It's a term he almost never uses here, except when it truly comes up. It means nothing to no one. He could claim he were a talking dragon and it would hold more common meaning than this. ] We were created to hunt the beasts that roamed the Continent.
[ Nothing more, nothing less. Simple, easy. Stripped of all its history, and the fact that almost none of them are left. There's, what. Six now? Seven? On an entire continent?
It stings. To watch his brothers dwindle away, one by one. But unlike what some may believe, Geralt holds no desire to rebuild his own people. It was not exactly a gentle process, not exactly the kindest life. The idea that one day there will be no more Witchers left to speak of—perhaps it's for the best. ]
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[ Nothing more, nothing less. Simple, easy. Stripped of all its history, and the fact that almost none of them are left. There's, what. Six now? Seven? On an entire continent?
It stings. To watch his brothers dwindle away, one by one. But unlike what some may believe, Geralt holds no desire to rebuild his own people. It was not exactly a gentle process, not exactly the kindest life. The idea that one day there will be no more Witchers left to speak of—perhaps it's for the best. ]