Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160807152142/@comment-5583506-20160808030257

"Wonder if she's got white pubes as well?" scoffed a drunkard outside an inn in Bruma as Catryn lumbered past the building.

"Hey, whitey!" chuckled another. "I've got a real sword for you! Want to feel the grip of its handle?"

His crude remark was followed by the laughter of his friends, all equally drunk on self-esteem, lust and strong liquor.

Mankind at its finest, she reflected as she strode past them.

One of them took the opportunity to toss his emptied bottle her way, and hadn't it been for her fine-tuned senses and reflexes it might just have hit her. Instead she side-stepped gracefully and the bottle shattered against the cobblestoned street, sending shards of glass dancing in the snow. Her reaction was booed out by the drunkards before they eventually got bored of mocking the freak and went back inside to find some other unfortunate soul to torment.

The only kind of monster I am not permitted to strike down...

The guard barracks didn't exactly look any more inviting than the inn had. The door was under the surveillance of one fat Nord in a chainmail. His nose was far too big for his face for anyone to say that he had artistic proportions.

"Uhm... hold... uhm... hold right there", the main said. Judging by his tone it sounded as if he had practiced on the phrases for quite some time, yet failed to make it sound as serious as needed be. Almost as if he was just repeating the words he had read in a guideline book.

Yet another halfwit to cross my path...

"Let me through", she said. "I am here about your local issue on the Northern chapel street."

"Uhm... I dunno anythin' 'bout that", said the man and scratched himself in the armpit. "You isn't lookin' normal, white one."

Aren't.

"I am a Witcher", she replied and expected that she wouldn't have to explain herself, even to village idiots such as this guard.

"Uhm... Witcher? I know of yer kin, I do. Dunno much 'bout you though. Maybe capn' would know more, yeah?"

"I am sure he does."

"Alright, I'll let ya in. But you be nice an' keep them shiny weapon o' yours where they are, yeah?"

<p style="font-weight:normal;">"Wouldn't want it any other way", she replied and withheld a sigh.