[ his being dragged here is a matter of pride, deeply wounded by the very fact he had been taken by surprise and shoved into a sack. not a subject to be broached anytime soon.
as if coming to some sort of decision about geralt, the elf leaves the treetop and joins the witcher on the ground. ]
I did, it only stunk marginally less then Flotsam. [ aka, fuck that place man. ]
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as if coming to some sort of decision about geralt, the elf leaves the treetop and joins the witcher on the ground. ]
I did, it only stunk marginally less then Flotsam. [ aka, fuck that place man. ]