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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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early week three

[princessvegas]

[ By now, she's spoken with several of the returning Summoned. Healed them. Asked them questions. One thing they've all made clear to her is that Geralt is no longer trapped. He's with them, out there.

Other than the intercepted message she got, she hasn't heard from Geralt the entire time. Which she was okay with. She knows he tried to reach out to others. Spoke to Jaskier. Julie saw him, through Ciri's eyes. She didn't want to make things worse by clouding his head any further.

But he's free now. ]

Where are you?

[gynvael]

[ He's trusted Jaskier to pass on that he's alive; it's truthfully all he wants anyone to know. That he spent the last few days on death's door is not information they need to hear.

Besides, the garbled letters are a fucking headache. She isn't wrong that he hated sending them, and hated reading them even more—only did when someone wrote to him first. After weeks of that bullshit, he doesn't even think to try. Especially not with a band of humans freezing in the snow, two so hopeless they can't make a fucking fire to save their lives.

It isn't until Julie's handwriting shimmers across the frosted ground that he realizes: it's perfectly clear. ]

Julie.
You can read this?

[princessvegas]

[ Her personal approach to helping has also not been the most conducive to message passing of her own, with the endless loop of strain and exhaustion she's given herself to. ]

Yes. Your connection to the Singularity isn't blocked anymore. The others've been coming here. But you haven't.

[gynvael]

Been a bit.
Preoccupied.

A few were separated.
Only just found them.

I'm all right.
Promise.
When it's safe, I'll come.

[princessvegas]

You're not all right.
I saw your arm.

Didn't any of the others tell you?
I can help you. But I have to touch you.

[gynvael]

[ No one's told him shit; he's been tracking down the ones lost on the other side. Communication remains a work in progress.

Wait— ]

How do you mean,
You saw it?

[princessvegas]

It's


complicated.

[ Which is, you know, an enormous understatement. But she doesn't think that the whole story is something that's going to translate well over vanishing letters etched in dirt or something. ]

I was able to see through Ciri's eyes. Just for a few minutes. Right after it happened. [ She leaves out the part where she threw up. ] I saw a lot of things. Not just you and her. Others too. And messages, without all the static stuff. You asked someone about Ciri, but I didn't see that until after she was already gone.

[gynvael]

[ He's reading this while trekking through the snow. Probably best to give him the bare minimum. Either way, that's. Ah, fuck. So much for not telling anyone what shape he was in. ]

Before shit broke apart,
Ciri helped...
fix me.

It's better.
I started healing again.

[ Slowly, and not near as quick as he should. But at least he's not dripping blood anymore. ]

Are you saying you can
Heal from within the Horizon?

[princessvegas]

[ Luckily for him, by the time she saw his arm, everyone else was already gone, traipsing all over the globe with primitive GPS bullshit, having meetings with werewolves, murdering dumbass bandits in the desert. The lost were not the only ones in the middle of a constant shitshow. She didn't really tell anyone, didn't think it would help much for them to hear. And she couldn't bring herself to think that hard about it, either. ]

Yeah. I mean, I don't think it's like a miracle cure or anything, but the others I found, they said they felt better after I was there. They told me that you got out.

[gynvael]

I did. Ciri, too.
Frost isn't too thick.
But some might not fare well in it.

You'll be in the Horizon for a while?

[princessvegas]

Good. Any clue where y'all might be? All anyone said so far's is that it's real high in the mountains. I think Hayle is the only place that far north, but I don't know that we're playing by normal rules of geography no more.

[ There's a brief pause as she gathers her thoughts. She almost hopes she's wrong and that it's an illusion or somewhere she's never heard of -- nearly all of the Summoned and half the fucking mages in the world are circling some little island east of Thorne. Hayle must be mostly empty. ]

I'll be here as long as I can. People seem to just be falling into the Horizon all willy-nilly, nowhere near their own domains. But I can feel y'all. Like when I felt you in my head.


Come let me help you. Don't do what you did after that asshole sent you into the desert. Please don't do that to me again.

[gynvael]

Not Hayle.
Singularity's in view.
I should know soon.

[ He's been to Hayle's mountains. They're closer to the Singularity than that. ]

I need to return to camp first.
I'll find you shortly.

[princessvegas]

[ Well, now that's helpful information. Geralt is one of the very few remaining Summoned who would have that kind of perspective -- the others would all be guessing. ]

I'll be here. Be safe out there.