Fifty-Three (The Witcher Fanfiction)

Geralt and Jaskier were walking down a road in a small town about to turn in the dead carcass of a basilisk they (well Geralt) had killed. As they were about to turn a corner a woman appeared in front of them, she had not womanly clothes on, but clothes you would see men wearing, her hair was long, dark brown, and a little curly. Her eyes were an unusual but beautiful green and she greeted them with a smiling face. As she kind of swiftly moved around them telling them how much she like Jaskier's songs, she got close really close and Geralt got suspicious but he ignored it. Suddenly she stopped talking, she still smiled but she started to walk away, "Thank you for you time, here is a coin for it." She flipped a coin in the air and towards them. Jaskier caught it and smiled, at that point Geralt knew something was wrong. As Geralt checked for the coin bag he had on his person, he realized both the coins and his necklace was gone.