āĀ youĀ seemĀ aĀ decentĀ fellow,Ā iĀ hateĀ toĀ killĀ Ā you.Ā ā || Mara
āNo, nā Geralt? Gerāā There was to be no escape. Once again fallen from fortuneās favour, the bardās eyes darted wildly around for his travelling companion, of course the bastard was nowhere to be found.Ā āI didnātā I mustāve been mistaken, Iāmā Have you met my friend Geralt? Heās not far away, heād be EXTREMELY upset if I wasnāt able to walk out of this delightful little establishment by his sideā¦āĀ


















