Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20161218140509/@comment-17114085-20170122202941

"Nothing we could've done." Rigel muttered. He looked over at Elbert. "Come on, we'll help you to the nearest town."

"Thank the gods that you came here." Elbert said. He practically bowed to the Witchers for thanks. "I owe you my life."

This was new to Geirlund. He was used to people hating them just because they were different. A few Witchers could hide their eyes and pass for human, but he was another matter. His hair had lost its pigment during the mutations, an unforseen side-effect. He'd have to hide practically his whole face to pass for normal. It was just not something he wanted to do. So he was judged by everyone.

Seeing this man be thankful to this extent made him realize that not everyone was an bigoted asshole, just most people.