[ That earns an extra long pause. There are clearly wheels turning in his head. Geralt has grown accustomed to piecing together turns of phrases and terms from context, but it seems he's finally hit a wall with magnetic fields. ]
Like...primordial Chaos? [ Look, that's the only thing he can think of that can influence an entire island's climate. (He might've had a little too much ale to sort this out in any way.)
Speaking of. Geralt ends up ordering a second round, placing a few coins on the table for it. ]
Mm. I kill monsters for money. In theory. Folks are stingy.
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Like...primordial Chaos? [ Look, that's the only thing he can think of that can influence an entire island's climate. (He might've had a little too much ale to sort this out in any way.)
Speaking of. Geralt ends up ordering a second round, placing a few coins on the table for it. ]
Mm. I kill monsters for money. In theory. Folks are stingy.