Geralt gave a startled glance up, surprised that Krem was in the loft, a look of nearly comedic owlishness on the witcher's usually flat face.
The Iron Bull was such a huge presence that it nearly masked another person in the barn, the overpowering scent of Bull and the sound of his huge heart beating, his huge tendons moving. Geralt had simply assumed that the scent of Cremisius Aclassi hanging in the air was stale. It was his barn, after all. He would have to remember that, about both of them.
"Don't know if you've ever run into a fiend. It's like a cross between a deer, a tiger and a nightmare, but worse. Bring something big to hit it with. They're slow, but they have a third eye that can hypnotize you. Luckily, it only works on one target at a time. Which is why I came here to pick up you assholes."
Assholes was said with a deep level of fondness and respect.
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The Iron Bull was such a huge presence that it nearly masked another person in the barn, the overpowering scent of Bull and the sound of his huge heart beating, his huge tendons moving. Geralt had simply assumed that the scent of Cremisius Aclassi hanging in the air was stale. It was his barn, after all. He would have to remember that, about both of them.
"Don't know if you've ever run into a fiend. It's like a cross between a deer, a tiger and a nightmare, but worse. Bring something big to hit it with. They're slow, but they have a third eye that can hypnotize you. Luckily, it only works on one target at a time. Which is why I came here to pick up you assholes."
Assholes was said with a deep level of fondness and respect.