Adventures with the Witcher(s): A Multi Witcher Story

Chapter 6 (Geralt): the Passiflora

"Everyone scatter!" Zoltan shouts as the patrons hastily rush out of the Rosemary and Thyme in a panicked state as the Temple Guard came in and conducted their raid.

Tables were turned, barrels of wine were broken, instruments were smashed, and various patrons had their bones broken or worse; all collateral damage as the result of the Eternal Fire's zealous quest to silence other schools of thought.

"We better get going, ladies," Dandelion says to you and Priscilla, getting the two of you off stage.
"Where do we go?" you ask as the three of you start fast walking.
"We'll go out the backdoor and-" before the Bard could say anything else the back door was slammed open and more guards poured in.

Before they could cause you or the two troubadours any harm, Geralt stepped in and pushed the guards away with Aard.

"This way!" the witcher exclaims, escorting the three of you out of the tavern.
"We better split up and find a place to lay low while we wait for this raid to blow over," Geralt states, grabbing a cloak to place around you.
"Where are we supposed to go?" you ask. Before the witcher could answer, panicked patrons rush out and run into you and Geralt.

"Geralt!" you call out, having been caught in the sea of a panicked crowd. You push and dodge until you finally manage to escape.

By then you had no idea where the in Novigrad you were. When you look forward, several of the Temple Guard that had raided the inn looked you way and recognized you by the dress you wore.
You turn and run for your life.

"After her!" you hear one of the guardsmen call out.

You run past people, making sharp turns and doing whatever you could to get the guards off your back.
You weren't really paying attention to your surroundings, much to the point that you didn't even realize how drastically the change in scenery had become.

You ran past a rather large establishment with at least two floors. You pull your cloak closer and sneak inside, hoping the guards wouldn't notice you.

You peak outside to see the guards run past this unknown establishment. You sigh in relief and turn back to see what it was you had just walked into.
Your eyes widen when you saw, heat rising to your cheeks from embarrassment.

Half naked women and men, in provocative clothing danced on the platform in a rather seductive manner. Many of the patrons were downing cups of wine as they watched on with some rather lustful looks in their eyes. One you noticed walked up to one of the women, offering some coin. The woman accepted and led the man to a private room.

You realized then and there this establishment was a brothel. A rather high end one by the looks of it.

"There she is!" you hear a man's voice call out, followed by a hand grabbing your arm.
"Hey! Let me go!" you struggle to get him off. It was one of the Temple Guard. Guess your hiding spot wasn't as discrete as you had hoped.

"What is the meaning of this?" you hear an older woman's voice call out, said woman approaching you.
The moment she saw you, she approached the man who had dared grabbed you, "release the girl at once," she demands.
"This girl is wanted by the Hierarch," the guardsman insists, "she is to be brought for questioning." "And what would be the charges?" the woman asks. "Slander," the guardsman answers, "against His Eminence. This bitch must answer for such slights." "I think not," the woman says, pulling you away from the guard and approaching him in a confronting manner, "there must be a mistake, for she is one of my girls. If she were to make such slander against the Hierarch, I would've known."

"Hey, I'm not-" you were about to say, but saw the look on the woman's face, and knew what she was doing. "I mean, yeah that's me," you say, deciding to play along.
"Temple guard or not, the Passiflora is my establishment, and I will not stand for anyone harassing any of my girls," the madame continues before leaning in, "you know, now that I think about it, I've seen you here before. Regularly as a matter of fact. Narcissa, if I recall, is a personal favorite of yours. Maybe that is why you are here now, and that is how you came to find this girl. What would the Church of the Eternal Fire and the Hierarch have to say to such indecency?"