Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20160112022353/@comment-5543592-20160112024600

Geralt waited until the others had left to even move from where he had been standing. Once they were gone, he poked around the mansion for a bit, then looted it of supplies he'd need to get back on the rode. He reported back to Chorrol, to the guard captain there, and claimed his reward for finding the killer of Theomyr. That had, after all, been his original intention.

From there, he fell back into old routines, moving south, and would go on all sorts of journies through southern provinces. He wrestled Wamasus, incited- and participated in- a Khajiiti clan war, and ended up as part of the Falinesti royal guard.

But he did ask himself, when approching any problem that his sword perhaps couldn't fix:

"What would Arhjari, Astien, or Kay do?"

Because, despite that he would probably never see them again, Geralt knew that he would have been able to put a stop to the Crimson Order without them. He carried that with him, and it would affect how he operated, and the rest of his quests to come. He would woo woman, slay dragons, and topple empires. But he never forgot Kay. There were some nights he sat in a bog, on sand dune, or on the branch of a mile high tree and thought of her, and wondered if she was thinking of him too.

Alas, it did not last long. There was a world for him to save.