Geralt shakes his head. "Spirits stay dead, mortal's alive. Its how it should be but isn't. I correct it the best I can but I'm only one Witcher."
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In an effort to shut out Regulus, AEanna decided to ask Geralt a few questions.
"A witcher? I have not heard this term before. So you are a professional hunter of ghosts and spirits?"
"A witcher? I have not heard this term before. So you are a professional hunter of ghosts and spirits?"
Geralt watched the spirit depart and slid his Silver Sword into his sheath. He turned to AEanna. "Not limited to ghosts and such. I hunt monsters; Nekkers, Necrophages, Endregas that sort of thing." He glanced over at the arena before turning his gaze back to AEanna. "Anything people are willing to pay for I'll kill." He shook his head, feeling a voice in his mind. That was odd.
"Ah, a sellsword who specialises in unnatural creatures? Curious." AEanna said, slightly unnerved by the harsh looking Witcher once again. She wondered if he would be a threat.
Geralt had seen that look before. "Vampires in early stages are still capable of concious thought and therefore are not evil by nature. As long as you harm no one I shall not raise my sword." He looked grim as he said. "When you turn fully I shall do you the favour if you wish."
"Ah... yes, right, well I would rather avoid reaching that stage if at all possible." She said nervously. "I must still go to the outskirts of the city and find the people that I have already had to feed on. I have to know if by feeding, I really spread the curse. First though, I must go and find my mentor."
Geralt remained grim. "We shall see." He looked back at the arena. "Had any trouble with that spirit before?" He asked.
"Yes. Every single day, for about a month now." AEanna sighed. "It has a way of showing up when you really just want it to crawl away and die. Which is all the time. And to think, it used to be our friend."
"Hmm, difficult." He begins pacing. "Usually spirits are bound to one place due to a tragic incident in the past or summoned when a curse is placed somewhere. This seems detached, as if its crossed over fully."
mia woke up, she hurt a lot and was having a little difcullyy seeing, but she could move well anoth, she walked over to four
"Regulus is not the spirit of a dead person. He is a Dark Soul, one of an ancient race of powerful, immortal beings, like the Daedra. I suppose you do not know of them. He remains in that arena because he has given himself to Chaos, which has tainted the ruin. He is more powerful in there, and we cannot get in because of the foul magic that protects it."
Four was sitting in front of Dromaeus' mangled shield. She set the Dagger to rest on top of it when Mia walked over. "Hey." was all she could say, her mind was running with worry as to what might have happened to Drom.
"Honestly, not great. We lost a lotta men and didn't accomplish much. If we're gonna fight 'em again, it's gotta be on our turf. We gotta lure 'em into the Terminals if we wanna avoid heavy casualties and actually finish 'em." Kidd says to Regulus as he polishes his Hammer.
"Honestly, not great. We lost a lotta men and didn't accomplish much. If we're gonna fight 'em again, it's gotta be on our turf. We gotta lure 'em into the Terminals if we wanna avoid heavy casualties and actually finish 'em." Kidd says to Regulus as he polishes his Hammer.
"I'll need more preperation then." Geralt stops pacing. "To go into an area as you described we'd need a mage...and without one you'll have to pay me alot more."
"Well, I am a mage, but only an apprentice really. I do not think I have the skill to break their spells. As for money, you will have to ask the others, as I do not have very much. My mentor has plenty of gold, but he is also a proud man, I do not think he would want to pay to have Regulus killed, he would rather do it himself."