[ The first farmhand he talks to tells him about an infestation that has hundreds of teeth, I'm tellin' ye, and shows him -- almost a bit too eagerly -- exactly what those teeth did to his finger. Geralt presumes a living creature. A natural assumption. Which means he's wrong. They are not, as the next woman he talks to shows him, creatures. Not exactly. Though they are living.
When they show him the problem, the vines are everywhere. They curl across the patch of farmland, twisting into gnarled knots that sprout bright orange bulbs. As he studies them and tries to decide how best to proceed, a sparrow lands on one gourd. It opens up its fleshy orange maw and promptly devours the bird in a spray of blood and feathers.
Geralt crouches down by the vines. Is he getting paid enough for this? Feels like he's not getting paid enough. He should've asked for more.
He picks up a feather. About the only thing remaining of the bird. ] Unfortunate choice of perch.
lady maria.
[ The first farmhand he talks to tells him about an infestation that has hundreds of teeth, I'm tellin' ye, and shows him -- almost a bit too eagerly -- exactly what those teeth did to his finger. Geralt presumes a living creature. A natural assumption. Which means he's wrong. They are not, as the next woman he talks to shows him, creatures. Not exactly. Though they are living.
When they show him the problem, the vines are everywhere. They curl across the patch of farmland, twisting into gnarled knots that sprout bright orange bulbs. As he studies them and tries to decide how best to proceed, a sparrow lands on one gourd. It opens up its fleshy orange maw and promptly devours the bird in a spray of blood and feathers.
Geralt crouches down by the vines. Is he getting paid enough for this? Feels like he's not getting paid enough. He should've asked for more.
He picks up a feather. About the only thing remaining of the bird. ] Unfortunate choice of perch.