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**Aeternam** · November 12th, 2017, 05:33 PM

"Vesemir's death tore a gaping hole in Ciri's heart and left only a burning drive for revenge to fill it. This drive burned all the higher when she learned from Avallac'h that Imlerith, the general of the Hunt who murdered Vesemir, would be attending the Crones' sabbath on Bald Mountain. Ciri smelled blood and decided at once to travel to No Man's Land and kill Imlerith. Geralt, that calculating, practical-minded witcher, as usual caved immediately to his adopted daughter's wishes and agreed to accompany her on this expedition. The pair thus slipped out of Kaer Morhen in the cool light of morning and galloped of to find vengeance." — Dandelion.

After going through a lot of trouble to get through the goddamn gate - first having to dive into a lake with drowners to find a coin, then fighting a fiend, and finally having to fight and slay the gatekeeper, who recognized the coin as a death sentence -, Geralt was not in a good mood. He and Ciri were there after the Crones and Imlerith in order to get vegeance for Vesemir's death. Of course the girl's thoughts were to fight Imlerith herself, but Geralt would never allow such a thing to happen.

Unexpectedly, their decision of who was going to fight who came through a rock-paper-scissors match that Geralt won. "No buts." He had told her when she tried to argue with him, and soon they were going at different directions. As he climbed the Bald Mountain, Geralt prayed to all the gods he knew that Ciri would be fine, and specially, that she wouldn't do anything stupidly dangerous - well, more dangerous than what they were doing at the moment, anyway.

Meanwhile, under the mountain the three Crones, also called the Ladies of the Woods, were having a pretty good time together and a good meal. Which means they were actually cooking sacrificed human children and feeding on their blood. Alone there, the three of them took the forms of three beautiful naked women, not a thing similar to their true appearance. "How was he?" The one stirring the cauldron asked, while the other held a child's head. "He lived a life of love, and knew no bitterness" Was her answer, one that got the other smiling. While their appearances did not resemble their owners, the way they acted was just as sickening.

November 12th, 2017, 05:33 PM	#1
Aeternam Gold Member Aeternam is offline Join Date: Feb 2012 Location: Brazil Posts: 3,730	The Wolf and the Swallow [for rrichmon] "Vesemir's death tore a gaping hole in Ciri's heart and left only a burning drive for revenge to fill it. This drive burned all the higher when she learned from Avallac'h that Imlerith, the general of the Hunt who murdered Vesemir, would be attending the Crones' sabbath on Bald Mountain. Ciri smelled blood and decided at once to travel to No Man's Land and kill Imlerith. Geralt, that calculating, practical-minded witcher, as usual caved immediately to his adopted daughter's wishes and agreed to accompany her on this expedition. The pair thus slipped out of Kaer Morhen in the cool light of morning and galloped of to find vengeance." — Dandelion. After going through a lot of trouble to get through the goddamn gate - first having to dive into a lake with drowners to find a coin, then fighting a fiend, and finally having to fight and slay the gatekeeper, who recognized the coin as a death sentence -, Geralt was not in a good mood. He and Ciri were there after the Crones and Imlerith in order to get vegeance for Vesemir's death. Of course the girl's thoughts were to fight Imlerith herself, but Geralt would never allow such a thing to happen. Unexpectedly, their decision of who was going to fight who came through a rock-paper-scissors match that Geralt won. "No buts." He had told her when she tried to argue with him, and soon they were going at different directions. As he climbed the Bald Mountain, Geralt prayed to all the gods he knew that Ciri would be fine, and specially, that she wouldn't do anything stupidly dangerous - well, more dangerous than what they were doing at the moment, anyway. Meanwhile, under the mountain the three Crones, also called the Ladies of the Woods, were having a pretty good time together and a good meal. Which means they were actually cooking sacrificed human children and feeding on their blood. Alone there, the three of them took the forms of three beautiful naked women, not a thing similar to their true appearance. "How was he?" The one stirring the cauldron asked, while the other held a child's head. "He lived a life of love, and knew no bitterness" Was her answer, one that got the other smiling. While their appearances did not resemble their owners, the way they acted was just as sickening.