[ Geralt gives Nero a look. It is not a wrong assessment. ]
Another realm. [ He doesn't explain it further. Back home, this would be a ridiculous statement to make. An impossible thought. Here, between all the Summoned, it's, mm. Not common, but apparently not unusual, either, for things to simply come through from another world. ] Subspecies of myriapods. Or the originating species.
[ Which came first? Hard to say.
He watches the other insect tear the arms off and gorge on them. It never occurred to him until now, that he could simply make some monsters and observe them. Could be a worthwhile method of training or examining a new creature.
He takes a drink, ignoring the mini splatters of blood. Instead, his eyes are on Nero as he sits back. ] How did you fall into the work?
[ There's always a story. Colour him curious. There are two kinds of hunters to him: ones who picked it up because they're good at killing and there isn't much else to use that skillset on in this world, or because like him, it is what they know—what they perhaps only know. A way of being that they live and breathe. Nero strikes him as the latter. ]
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Another realm. [ He doesn't explain it further. Back home, this would be a ridiculous statement to make. An impossible thought. Here, between all the Summoned, it's, mm. Not common, but apparently not unusual, either, for things to simply come through from another world. ] Subspecies of myriapods. Or the originating species.
[ Which came first? Hard to say.
He watches the other insect tear the arms off and gorge on them. It never occurred to him until now, that he could simply make some monsters and observe them. Could be a worthwhile method of training or examining a new creature.
He takes a drink, ignoring the mini splatters of blood. Instead, his eyes are on Nero as he sits back. ] How did you fall into the work?
[ There's always a story. Colour him curious. There are two kinds of hunters to him: ones who picked it up because they're good at killing and there isn't much else to use that skillset on in this world, or because like him, it is what they know—what they perhaps only know. A way of being that they live and breathe. Nero strikes him as the latter. ]