Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160807152142/@comment-5583506-20160815193602

HambleBee wrote: As Cstryn walked the streets, she could see a woman with two swords on her back, being jeered by some locals.

"Well well, another freak. Pfft." "Think o'I've pissed me trousers..." "What do ye seek, paingiver?" "The same thing all Witchers seek in the end once triggered by a bunch of inbred peasants", replied Catryn dryly in her fellow Witcher's stead. "A good bag of meat, blood and bones to shove her sword into. Do we have any volunteers?"