Lesath_Lux



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    This was for the village. For the safety of his people. But just as he didn’t feel fear, he also didn’t feel much fondness for them at the moment. They were tossing him to the sharks, but it wasn’t a shark at all. It was the great White Wolf. The spirit that had protected their village for generations. Or so they said; sometimes Jaskier wondered if the spirit existed or if this was just their fucked up way of purging the village. Regardless, he had a duty to do and he wouldn’t back out, now. He knew if he did, someone else would just take his place.

    Once every five years, a sacrifice had to be made, and Jaskier had almost been waiting for this. Like he knew this would happen.

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    Jaskier is the newest sacrifice to an entity that doesn't exist, the White Wolf.

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    16 Jul 2020

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    Jaskier vaguely remembered his days as a proper gentleman. Not many things could tempt him back to it, but a good bed? That was definitely in the running.

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    16 Jul 2020

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    Her eyes are still too narrow, too shrewd. It unnerves Jaskier. Then, softly, Yennefer adds, “Your feelings for Geralt - I had not realized.”

    Jaskier snorts, but does not pretend to misunderstand. “That’s quite alright. He never did either, if it’s any consolation.”

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    15 Jul 2020

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    Curses were, unfortunately, becoming a normal part of their lives.

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    “Jaskier?” he asked, not quite sure what he was seeing.

    A child—a boy—stood in the middle of a small clearing. Geralt was bad with ages but he couldn’t be older than five or six. His eyes flickered around and his stomach dropped as he took in the sight. It had to be Jaskier; his lute was there, and he never abandoned it, not even in the face of danger. But what had happened? “Fuck,” he breathed, stepping forward. The fucking mage hadn’t been messing with him.

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    15 Jul 2020

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    Geralt knew he was being followed. Something – someone – had been following him for days. His first instinct had been to just call them out on it and take them down (if needed) but, for some reason, he decided to wait. Now, four days later, they still hadn’t showed themselves but more importantly they hadn’t attacked him.

    He’d even feigned sleeping and still nothing.

    So the person obviously wasn’t a threat. At first he thought maybe it was a human too nervous to inquire about a job, but that didn’t seem right. He could hear the thing’s heartbeat, nervous and unsteady, but on top of that he could feel them. They weren’t a mage, not quite, but they still felt like magic. Strong and potent magic.

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