Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5583506-20150311002226/@comment-5543592-20150313001303

Geralt chuckled at the coincidence and the irony. "Shit, really?" He scanned the chest wound and nodded. He used the embaling knife to cut the shirt away, his gloved hand to peel back the flesh, and then felt around inside with his tweezers, to see if the main had anything embedded in him or anything missing.

"What are you doing as an investigator then?  You could be living it up in a mansion, but instead your staring at dead bodies?  Doesn't sound like clever career planning to me."