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Geralt is always reachable by the network. Unless it's an emergency, expect not to hear back for a few hours, if not a few days.

To talk to him in person, you'll need to be in Cadens or go to his domain, a snowy mountain fortress. Yard is open; doors are locked. If he isn't around, leave a delivery with the white wolf.

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[gynvael]

[ A gift? They hardly spoke other than the once—though knowing what he does of her, he supposes he can't be surprised. There's a sigh, but he can't. Say no. ]

I'll have a friend retrieve it.
You'll be in Nocwich tonight?

apropos of nothing (dec)

[cointosser]

So if you took someone, say, roughly my height, perhaps with similar build (or smaller), with a relatively healthy working regimen, and a spritely personality, and a bit of magic healing -- about how much, relative to the nearest ounce, could a person lose of blood without adverse health effects?

I have a bet with Alucard.

[He's absolutely lying.]

[gynvael]

Do you now.

[cointosser]

Yes, that's why I SAID IT.

[gynvael]

And if I were to ask Alucard.

[cointosser]

Why are you being so cagey?? It's a simple question, Geralt!

1/2

[gynvael]

Alucard doesn't need to make a wager.
He already knows.

2/2

[gynvael]

One pint.

1/? god who knows

[cointosser]

How do you know he's not making a bet with me because he knows he'll win?

2

[cointosser]

This is why you shouldn't gamble, Geralt, you'd be shite at it. "Oooh, I should give everyone a fair chance!" Fuck no, you take the gamble you know you'll win!

3

[cointosser]

Which is what Alucard is doing, I mean.

4

[cointosser]

Because I don't know specifics about blood loss, except that one time I was coughing up pints of it and almost died. Which doesn't count, on account of the djinn.

5

[cointosser]

Oh, that's -- oh, you answered. Only one? Hah! Er. Yes, thank you.

end

[cointosser]

Don't worry, this was purely hypothetical. For a bet.

[gynvael]

I don't wish to know.

[cointosser]

Oh, don't be so coy, I know you want to know. But I shan't tell you!

Er, because I already did. Anyway, thank you, darling!

[Oh. Oh, no.]

[gynvael]

[ Mm-hm. He is not asking. But he will cast Jaskier a look each time he catches a certain scent on the bard. ]

[cointosser]

[Oh, like that doesn't happen nearly every day as it is.]

i'm sorry

[cointosser]

[There are more than a handful of rare occasions in which Jaskier's immediate thoughts to being faced with some startling information may turn into messages that he really is not thinking about. Call it an instinctual cry for help, because he might die and that would be very unfortunate.]

geralt is it possible to be cursed so everyone you bed dies afterwards please answer quickly I'm in the middle of a conversation and it's imperative I know immediately

[gynvael]

[ Geralt does not, in fact, answer quickly, so whatever decision Jaskier makes in the moment will have to be the one he's fated with. ]

All curses are possible.

[cointosser]

PUT ON MY GRAVESTONE THAT I LIVED HOW I DIED

I hate this

[cointosser]

OR DIED HOW I LIVED

[after a minute later:]

I think the former sounds better it's more optimistic

[gynvael]

Curses often take hold at sunset or sundown
Whichever comes first.

So you shall have time to dictate your will.

[arcaneward]

Uh-huh!
Who's your friend? I'll find them and hand it over.

[gynvael]

He goes by Jaskier.