closed starter for @peerlessparamours | geralt&vesper
Geralt stalked through town, ignoring the eyes that followed him. He was a witcher, a rare breed with a less-than-noble reputation. He was looking for a few items before he left for his next adventure, which was why he was currently approaching a young boy clad in the colors of the mapmakers. "Hey, you. kid." He reached out, grabbing the strap of the other's bag, so that he could tug him closer. "I need a map. I can pay whatever cost you require." He didn't release the other. He was used to people running from him, even when they didn't need to. It was easier to deny the other a chance to run. It was rare for Geralt to need the services of others, but his mission was too important to end up lost in the woods. He didn't like it, but he needed something the boy could offer and he'd do whatever it took to get it.