No. [ Not soldiers. They are far from soldiers. He studies the knives embedded in the board. ] Monsters overran the Continent once. We were made to kill them. These days...
[ These days, there's been little to kill. Monsters no longer infest the Continent in every corner, lurking only in darkened woods and overgrown paths. But he isn't there anymore, is he? He's here. More to hunt in Abraxas than there ever was back home. Making a living has been simpler. Existing as a whole has been simpler.
He picks up his drink. His foot rests on the seat of a chair. He's never asked, precisely, what Jesper means by Grisha, but it isn't difficult to guess from what Jesper's already told him. An ability he possesses that he's been hiding most of his life. Something like a mage, though not quite. ]
We are what we are. [ It reminds him of Ciri. Her desire to run from what she is. Jesper is right: it doesn't ever go well. ] How long did you hide it?
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[ These days, there's been little to kill. Monsters no longer infest the Continent in every corner, lurking only in darkened woods and overgrown paths. But he isn't there anymore, is he? He's here. More to hunt in Abraxas than there ever was back home. Making a living has been simpler. Existing as a whole has been simpler.
He picks up his drink. His foot rests on the seat of a chair. He's never asked, precisely, what Jesper means by Grisha, but it isn't difficult to guess from what Jesper's already told him. An ability he possesses that he's been hiding most of his life. Something like a mage, though not quite. ]
We are what we are. [ It reminds him of Ciri. Her desire to run from what she is. Jesper is right: it doesn't ever go well. ] How long did you hide it?