"It means -- sort of -- good fight, wild boar. Don't know the word for bull in the Elder Speech. Or dragon. Bet Ciri would know."
But Ciri wasn't in Darrow. Geralt hiccuped again, before making his way closer to the fire, and looking for the jug of alcohol again. He would have a few more swigs, before -- hopefully -- a restful sleep.
"Language of the elves. We call them the Elder Folk. So their tongue's the Elder Speech."
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"It means -- sort of -- good fight, wild boar. Don't know the word for bull in the Elder Speech. Or dragon. Bet Ciri would know."
But Ciri wasn't in Darrow. Geralt hiccuped again, before making his way closer to the fire, and looking for the jug of alcohol again. He would have a few more swigs, before -- hopefully -- a restful sleep.
"Language of the elves. We call them the Elder Folk. So their tongue's the Elder Speech."