Cursed by Randomness

Ch.41 [ Tired ]

' I'm telling you! Blacks said t'was a Dragon in their camp! ' One of Villagers spoke with fear evident on his face, as others only stared with disbelief at their still drunk friend.

' AS IF! You were drunk, and so were they.' Another Villager slapped him in the back of the head as he yelped in pain.

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And so, a rumor of a Dragon has spread through the village...

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'So, that's the little Gryphon.' William stared at it, as it was completely pinned with shadows next to its dead mate. It roars at its capturer and tries to get out as he simply yawns and sat atop its mane. 'We will wait here, till Geralt comes.' He said calmly and placed his hand atop its head. As a small golden core found its way inside the Gryphon. Instantly calming it down.

'My Liége... What is that?' Igris asked, still without her helmet as Liége didn't permit for her to wear it. ' An ability of mine. Its okay. Wake me up when you'll sense a human with white hair and cat eyes approaching.' William calmly spoke to Igris as she nodded and he fell asleep...

'Our Liége, is really something this time. Isn't he?' Bellion commented as his fellow soldier nodded... ' Our Liége... He's Unlike Ashborn. He's more laidback and he doesn't care about human lives... unless he does? ' Igris pointed out and sat next to her Liége, with her longsword pierced into ground.

' That he is. ' Bellion said this calmly as both of them only kept watch in silence. 'But the fact is, we cannot compare Ashborn with our Liége. They both have different Mentalities, origins, behaviour.' Igris responded calmly as their Liége was sleeping calmly next to them, without a care in the world.

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Meanwhile, the two Witcher's were planning and reorganising in the Inn at White Orchard, as both of them overheard rumours of a Dragon...

'This is getting complicated...' muttered Vesemir as Geralt sat in front of him. 'What is? Those are probably rumours.' Geralt responded with his calm tone as always. ' Remember what I taught you all? There is some truth in every rumour and story.' Vesemir reprimanded Geralt as he released a sigh. ' You repeat that every time. I'll also need to visit the Garrison tomorrow.' Geralt spoke as both of them kept some small talk after....

'We better take care of this quickly... The Medallions never reacted like... "This".' Vesemir pointed out a small fact. Since Witcher Medallions (Necklace), Usually only reacted near sources of magic or illusions etc. etc.

'Then this would mean... that the magic emanating from the Dragon must be immense and constantly spilling outside.' Geralt summarised quickly, remembering anything in their Books and knowledge they had to learn in the past. 'And so, is the Person who was atop of it. We can't just simply forget about him or her.' Vesemir reminded about the mysterious person atop the Dragon.

'Yeah... I'd prefer to forget about that.... I heard, and saw someone literally change into a Dragon. But not someone riding a Dragon.' Geralt muttered under his nose with few stops. ' Lets not worry about that for now. We need to find Yennefer, right?' Vesemir quickly defused the small talk as Geralt nodded.

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(As time passes, we return to our Monarch)