#violaceousintricacy

[elderblooded]

“Do you want to tell me what really happened?”

“I don’t suppose ‘no’ is the answer you’re looking for?” she questioned lightly, the cringe that followed audible in her voice. The answer to her question, of course, was no, and she knew it before even asking. With a sigh, the Witcheress flopped back onto the bed, stifling the cry of pain that the motion caused. She’d momentarily forgotten about her broken ribs.It took several moments for her to steady her breathing and clear her mind, but once she had… she exhaled a groan before speaking. “The contract, as it turned out, was a trap. Radovid’s Witch Hunters,” she paused, inhaling a breath against the pain of speaking. “They’ve started hunting Witchers. It seems they can collect a considerable bounty for each medallion they hand over…” In other words, for each Witcher they kill, as a Witcher would not part willingly with their medallion.

[thewhitewolfwitcher-blog]

The Witcher and The Sorceress. [Closed RP for violaceousintricacy]

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The Witcher had no time to waste, he had a contract to complete.  A couple of noonwraithes had made their home in a small settlement in Velen.  The white wolfs eyes peered into the distance, finally spotting the settlement, and some magic as well.

“Magic..?” Could a sorcerer or sorceress come to rob him of his gold.  No, not on their life.  He began riding as fast as he could toward the sounds and blasts of magic.  The noonwraithes were still there. As he arrived he swooped off Roach, his horse, and cast the Yrden sign, making the ghost like creatures become opaque.  With that a few clean slices and both beasts were down.

“You know, I have to thank you, you made my job a lot easier.” He said before turning around, as he did however, he noticed it was his one and only Yennefer of Vengerburg.

“Yen?  What could you possibly be doing here?”  He sheathed his sword before staring at his lover of yore. 

[ofmiischief]

okay, but now Loki needs a Yen to hardcore flirt with/maybe hook up with ahahaaa 

Any takers???

[ncrmandycmdr]

From here.

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  Elizabeth looked up, a glimmer of confusion crossing her face. “Sorry, how do you figure that?” If anything, she thought, it meant quite the opposite. Not to let the past have a hold on how you create your future. Not that she wanted to get into a debate with the strange, though admittedly beautiful stranger.

[shinesdifferently]

Home is where the heart is.

A brisk wind rolled down the mountain, blowing through Geralt’s hair, causing it to rustle like the dead leaves falling from branches and becoming buried in sheets of clear white snow. Winter had thrust the land into a cold snap and where so many seasons had been waited out inside Kaer Mohren in front of a burning fire, Geralt was glad for a change of pace this year. He finished securing the head of the wyvern to Roach's hindquarters and galloped down the slope to collect his reward.

Having received his coin, the witcher gave a contented sigh. With that payment he'd finished his work for the season and could finally settle down. He led Roach in full gallop, riding through tundra and skeletal landscapes, riding towards his future, the home he had in her. Night fell by the time he arrived at the tavern and as he strode through the door he picked up several scents: Booze, sweat, leather, sword oil and dust. But the strongest of all wafted through his nose and beckoned him forward, ever enchanted by the scent of lilac and gooseberries.

He found her in the corner and his face lit him, golden eyes flickering with warmth. "Hope I didn't keep you waiting too long. Even if I did they say absence makes the heart grow fonder." Geralt quipped, easing onto the bench across from her. Damn. She looked beautiful.

[rebelliontales-blog]

  ‘i’m not ‘ere to cause any trouble, we’re clearly    both lost & you with your fancy magic isn’t helpin’    any. so, drop it, yeah? & i’ll drop my bow.’ 

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