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The merchant then noticed who they were and winced a bit.

Rigel ignored this and replied. "We're looking for the battlefield that's supposed to be near here. Where King Francois had his last stand."

"Hmm...you must be trying to stop the cursed army that roams this land." Knowing that the Witchers were trying to help them made the merchant a bit more responsive. "It's to the north of here, about a 15 minute ride on your horses."

"Many thanks." Rigel said from under his hood. He turned Skeever around and rode towards the battlefield, with Lund following close behind mounted on Cross.

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After some time, Elyna could see what looked like the battlefield ahead. It was littered by dead corpses: soldiers and knights that died during the battle that took place. Most of the corpses were just bones by now, though some had chunks of decaying flesh still gripping onto them. Many were missing pieces of armor and their weapons, as scavengers had been picking at them for the past month. Though some still had identifying colors and simbols: The red, green and the dragon of Daggerfall; the light blue, beige and the roses of Wayrest.

A few crows and vultures flew over the area.

A few scavengers were rumaging through the corpses that remained, trying to find something of worth on them. However, there was little left of any value on the bodies. The few scavengers seemed to be on edge, keeping watch for any monsters that might roam the area. Such large concentration of death tended to attact them, especially those that ate the dead.