[ Curious about the choice she'll make, Geralt takes a step back to watch her. She's lit up like a beacon, going almost immediately for the one at the far end. Young. Just over five years, maybe.
Somehow, he's not surprised Ciri picked a horse that needs some work. ]
She suits you. [ It's approval. The mare is a little ornery, but not temperamental. The nature of Aefenglom means there's plenty of time and room for Ciri to teach a horse. Not like they're traveling anywhere soon.
He haggles the man for a better deal, given that the horse isn't yet broken, and manages to get her tack thrown in. Ten minutes later, Geralt is many coins down but one horse up.
The excursion has taken his mind off things a little, he'll admit. He leans against the fence, waiting for Ciri to walk the mare out. ]
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Somehow, he's not surprised Ciri picked a horse that needs some work. ]
She suits you. [ It's approval. The mare is a little ornery, but not temperamental. The nature of Aefenglom means there's plenty of time and room for Ciri to teach a horse. Not like they're traveling anywhere soon.
He haggles the man for a better deal, given that the horse isn't yet broken, and manages to get her tack thrown in. Ten minutes later, Geralt is many coins down but one horse up.
The excursion has taken his mind off things a little, he'll admit. He leans against the fence, waiting for Ciri to walk the mare out. ]