You hear about the stories abd think the man is a great man. The entire writen stpry about Geralt of Rivia reminds me, thus far, of the real life of a war hero. Yet I now see how this was ment to lower him down to a simple man. I had hoped of seeing the skills of a witcher in him as he travels in his search.
I had my hopes of Geralt rising to greatness. Now he enters a new room, a new table ans another person wanting him harm.
Then fate intervines and he escapes, weaker then he was. The tables are turned and Geralt is wounded, outnumbered, disarmed or trapped. Geralt speak with veiled threats, beliving himself in a superior positon. On the other sit someone who wants to hurt him. A table, on one side sits Geralt, snearing in contempt.
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