[ His eyes narrow at mention of the Evergreen Circle. That's a long-winded way of getting information, and he's never had much patience for the long-winded. Couldn't have said what he was really after from the start? ]
A lot of words, to ask a question. [ If there's doubt in his voice, it's less to do with Ardbert himself than the ideals he seems to have taken on: about the state of the world, about doing good. Noble.
Geralt entertained similar thoughts once, a long time ago, of a world that might have at least needed him, even if it didn't want him. He learned quickly it does not. ]
Since Dorchacht's thrown off its chains, they've removed tongues from Witches in the name of not sitting idly by. Trust me, you'll find nothing good on that path. [ It's not a judgment; he knows why they are how they are. But that's the point. He can already see a future where the dam bursts once more in that city, and it might not be the mages this time the world labels cruel for their actions. There is a road to keeping perceived evils at bay, and it's only ever flowing with blood.
Not that it matters. It's not his job to stop men from making idiot decisions. Just to save them when they pay him after suffering the consequences of their idiot decisions. He peers at the beer inside his mug. He really needs something fucking stronger. What was he saying? Mm. ]
But as you seem like a stubborn bastard, I'd begin with their coffers. Alder can't restart his work without funds. For the amount of coin that went into that party, their protections were shit.
[ Lax. A sign of one with friends in high places and the wealth to retain them. (Ardbert might not have succeeded yet in getting a personal tale out of Geralt, but he's at least getting...something.) ]
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A lot of words, to ask a question. [ If there's doubt in his voice, it's less to do with Ardbert himself than the ideals he seems to have taken on: about the state of the world, about doing good. Noble.
Geralt entertained similar thoughts once, a long time ago, of a world that might have at least needed him, even if it didn't want him. He learned quickly it does not. ]
Since Dorchacht's thrown off its chains, they've removed tongues from Witches in the name of not sitting idly by. Trust me, you'll find nothing good on that path. [ It's not a judgment; he knows why they are how they are. But that's the point. He can already see a future where the dam bursts once more in that city, and it might not be the mages this time the world labels cruel for their actions. There is a road to keeping perceived evils at bay, and it's only ever flowing with blood.
Not that it matters. It's not his job to stop men from making idiot decisions. Just to save them when they pay him after suffering the consequences of their idiot decisions. He peers at the beer inside his mug. He really needs something fucking stronger. What was he saying? Mm. ]
But as you seem like a stubborn bastard, I'd begin with their coffers. Alder can't restart his work without funds. For the amount of coin that went into that party, their protections were shit.
[ Lax. A sign of one with friends in high places and the wealth to retain them. (Ardbert might not have succeeded yet in getting a personal tale out of Geralt, but he's at least getting...something.) ]