Man, you think I don't know that? My dumbfuck friends thought giving more shit to the altar was the best case scenario after that.
[Not that he's still butthurt over it, except he completely fucking is because it ATE HIS ARM. One can both love and hate their friends at certain moments. Not that -- whatever, Thor still isn't included in that. Probably.
He sits back with a shrug.] I'm not leaving it. People have been disappearing from the main settlement in the woods, and the people there are actin' way too dodgy about it for me to ignore. No bodies, no corpses, no blood -- just, poof. They're gone, they're a "brother" who's "ascended" or some shit. You know what that says to me? They're getting offed. Probably feeding something out there. But no one's talking, so... I don't know if our gooey guy is involved, but seems likely. Shit's starting to connect, and whatever it's leading to isn't gonna be pretty.
[It's all the long-winded way of saying you're can't stop me. Nero might've been looking for something to do that wasn't taking care of a bunch of farm animals, but... he wouldn't have asked for it to be this, either. Maybe these people agree to whatever is happening to him, but his past experiences sincerely point to no.
Nero finishes off his water, tipping his head back. Not that he thought Geralt would be that much help, but... well. Still back at the square he started at.] Besides, if anyone's gonna stick their nose where it doesn't belong, might as well be me. Not too worried about surviving whatever's hiding out in those woods.
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[Not that he's still butthurt over it, except he completely fucking is because it ATE HIS ARM. One can both love and hate their friends at certain moments. Not that -- whatever, Thor still isn't included in that. Probably.
He sits back with a shrug.] I'm not leaving it. People have been disappearing from the main settlement in the woods, and the people there are actin' way too dodgy about it for me to ignore. No bodies, no corpses, no blood -- just, poof. They're gone, they're a "brother" who's "ascended" or some shit. You know what that says to me? They're getting offed. Probably feeding something out there. But no one's talking, so... I don't know if our gooey guy is involved, but seems likely. Shit's starting to connect, and whatever it's leading to isn't gonna be pretty.
[It's all the long-winded way of saying you're can't stop me. Nero might've been looking for something to do that wasn't taking care of a bunch of farm animals, but... he wouldn't have asked for it to be this, either. Maybe these people agree to whatever is happening to him, but his past experiences sincerely point to no.
Nero finishes off his water, tipping his head back. Not that he thought Geralt would be that much help, but... well. Still back at the square he started at.] Besides, if anyone's gonna stick their nose where it doesn't belong, might as well be me. Not too worried about surviving whatever's hiding out in those woods.