Canon is The Witcher 3: Wild Hunt

[wolfwithagoat]

I'm not looking for fame or anything, but a little recognition is nice. I appreciate you thinking me worth the while.

But you're probably worrying a little too much about all these "icons". Besides, no one wants to get a closer look at a face like mine. Leave it be.

((OOC: First post - still very much voice testing. :D))

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[ofsurprise]

The only thing wrong with your face, uncle Eskel, is that scowl. You should smile more.

[wolfwithagoat]

I guess I don't get many reasons to smile. Speaking of, it's good to see you again, kid.

[ofsurprise]

There. Like that! [ She clearly has no problem smiling. ] Maybe I should drop by more often.

[wolfwithagoat]

[His deep voice rumbles in a chuckle. There's something of a bashful note to it.] I wouldn't complain about that.

[There's a pause before he holds his arms open to her.]

C'mere.

[Eskel may be a wolf, but he hugs like a bear. When he lets her go, Lil Bleater gives Ciri's leg a little butt. And then she bleats, of course. Baaaaah!]

[vakna]

Your face isn't less for the scars.

[wolfwithagoat]

[Those cat-eyes soften as he looks to the young girl. He lowers to one knee in front of her.]

That might be easier said than done, but...thanks. What brings you around these parts, little lady?

((OOC: was canon-blind to your character until a moment ago - do you want Eskel to somehow figure out that they're, shall we say, not human? :) ))

[vakna]

[ Her sunken eyes follow his descent and hold still on his medallion before readdressing his features. ]

Soldiers often have scars omitted from their portraits. But you're not a soldier.

[ He wears his profession on his neck. ]

They are fighting to the south, so I left.

( If he is able to determine Eli's inhumanity, he can. If he announces she is a vampire without preamble, she will attack him. My Witcher knowledge is imperfect, but from which point are you taking Eskel? )

[wolfwithagoat]

No, I'm not. But scars still come with the territory.

[He sees her gaze holding on his medallion. Hopefully, she hasn't been told the usual lies and superstitions about witchers.]

Heard about that. Are you alone? Lost?

((uhh don't have anything specific in mind for the post, but if we want to set something I'm cool for it. he won't likely be able to tell off the bat since a lot of Witcherverse vamps are hard to detect. they might even get along if Eli doesn't plan on drinking him lol))

[vakna]

[ The volume of unreliable stories about his kind does not engender superstition in the girl. She acknowledges the most common thread in the conflicting narratives: that witchers are formidable hunters. She should be vigilant. ]

I'm alone. I don't have anyone, but I have this path. Where it leads I do not know.

[ She looks down the snaking trail and for a time it seems she will not speak at all. ]

Are you alone?

[wolfwithagoat]

[Eskel is patient; he gives Eli all the time she needs.]

I am. And I have a Path of my own. But the one you're on may not be safe for you. I can bring you somewhere that will be. Well, safe-er. [No one place is truly safe, but a village is better than being out in the open.]

[vakna]

[ The interim of quiet affords room for observation: her clothing is grimier than even that of a peasant child, as though she was walking the wilderness itself. ]

Our course is the same, deathward.

[ It's said witchers never expire naturally. She looks to him. The man appears to see her well in the darkness. ]

A place without people would be best. I'm ... in trouble.

[wolfwithagoat]

[His eyes narrow for a moment as he registers those observations. Eli's triggered at least his first alarm now, though he hasn't jumped to any big conclusions just yet. Children are weird, after all, and maybe this one is particularly weird.]

[Still, he didn't get this far by letting his guard down.]

What kind of trouble?

[vakna]

[ Her footwear is tightly laced for the discrepancy is size. ]

I took a dead man's boots.

[ The commander decreed looters were to be slaughtered on sight. A hole in her shirt resembles the entry point of an arrow, though she appears uninjured. ]

[wolfwithagoat]

[The plot thickens.]

That doesn't sound so bad to me. He didn't need them anymore, right? I wonder what happened to him.

[Asking without really asking - unlike some of his brethren, Eskel has patience enough to be at least a little subtle.]

[vakna]

[ The winners claimed rightful ownership of allied and enemy property. She answers his questions concisely, patiently. ]

The army considers them spoils of war.

[ Swathes of corpses have become a common feature of the landscape. ]

He was bludgeoned in battle. Had half a head.

[wolfwithagoat]

They're yours now. Seems like you've worn them well. C'mon...[He indicates to the road with a jerk of his head.] Let's keep going, see if those boots will last long enough to get you a little further from the war. I'm not much for company, but I won't hurt you.

[vattghern]

You're wrong. Most women enjoy a few scars on their loved ones.

[It's worked for him since he's got scars all over and yellow cat eyes.]

You just need to get a few good ryes inside you then you'll be fine. That's what Vesemir would say.

GERAAAAALT 8D

[wolfwithagoat]

Ha! Good advice. A few good ryes will make a charmer out of anyone.

It's good to see you.

[monsterbytrade]

You're right, of course. Why do you think I drink so much when I'm around you?

[All teases and devil take it, he's almost smiling at the sight of the man.]

more Geralt yesss 8D

[wolfwithagoat]

[And Eskel is almost smiling right back at ya.]

That so? I thought you drink so much to get some colour back in that pale face of yours.

you need to top-level on BS so everyone can attack him ;)

[monsterbytrade]

What, so I'm drinking for your benefit? I'm not the one who has to look at me. Same goes for you-- leave off worrying how pretty you are.

[Geralt claps him unsympathetically on the back.]

[wolfwithagoat]

[Eskel rolls his eyes. There is a good point amidst the sass, but still. At least he can use this to change the subject.]

Least we're prettier than drowners. Speaking of, how's life on the Path been for you?

[monsterbytrade]

[Oh, every now and again he can offer salient thoughts. He finds a chair to throw himself into.]

Eventful, recently. Tiring. There are interesting people about these days.

And you?

[wolfwithagoat]

[Eskel does the same, relaxing into the seat.]

So the usual for you, then? Heh...really, I don't doubt it. I haven't been around long myself, but I've seen some characters. Tell me about it?