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.
[ The handwriting that glistens across the dusty floor of the mine is unfamiliar and unexpected. It isn't a bad time, necessarily. Mining does not exactly take up all of his focus. ]
Been worse.
[ Been better, too. Forever practical and never one for small talk, Geralt's next question comes automatically: ]
[Is there something he needs? The question makes John feel a little self-conscious about having reached out, but he fortifies himself for the reply nevertheless.]
[John's handwriting, as it continues to flash across Geralt's vision, is an elegant script, even despite whatever translation it is likely going through.]
[ So he's that sort of man. It's amusing, in truth, but Geralt also hasn't got the desire to be anything except blunt. His lettering is similarly straightforward, without flourish, and carrying the bold edges common to an era long before John's. ]
It is. I just don't chat idly.
[ He'll take pity, though, in part because he likes John. ]
[Lord John pauses, pressing his lips together as he tries to gather his thoughts. Is it desperate, to have come to him in such a way? Does Geralt... Not wish to meet with him again, himself?
It is difficult to read such things over text, given he does not know the man that well as it is. He suddenly feels very foolish indeed as nevertheless, he urges himself to continue:]
[ Geralt is not, in truth, a stranger to making people nervous, but folk are often afraid of him because of what he is. They are not afraid of crossing boundaries out of courtesy.
It's different. Interesting. ]
You haven't. Though your version of direct Could use some work.
[ He's merely poking, even if his tone is near impossible to translate over words. He does, in fact, wish to see John again. He's simply not the sort of man who would schedule a social call. Had John not contacted him, he'd have likely shown up unannounced a few weeks later. ]
My movements are currently limited. Find me in 3 weeks.
[John feels more than a little as though he is being teased, although he hasn't said no. He's finding that conversation had been much easier when they had been face-to-face and he'd been able to read the other man's expression, rather than forced to rely on word alone, of which Geralt has few.
[ It's the true downside of communicating with Geralt in this manner. That John's been receiving a timely response is frankly an indication of how much Geralt does rather like him. There are people who end up waiting days, if they get an answer at all.
A lot can change in three weeks butβhe supposes he can grant specifics now for John's sake. ]
There's a keep on a mountain. Come at sundown. If you can't find it, follow the wolf.
[He is aware he's asking a lot, but if they don't hash it out now then someone is going to have to reach out again, and. Please, he feels embarrassed enough right now as it is. They can always hash it out later if plans change, but for now, he's grateful for concrete details.
A keep on a mountain. Follow the wolf. Details about Geralt's own Horizon domain, no doubt.]
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Been worse.
[ Been better, too. Forever practical and never one for small talk, Geralt's next question comes automatically: ]
Something you need?
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πππππ π ππ ππππππ£π ππ. πΌπ π‘βππ πππ‘ π ππππ’πππππ¦ ππ π‘πππππ βππ πππππ ππ πππππ’πππππ‘πππ, π€βππ π‘π€π ππππ πππ πππ πππ‘ ππππ π‘π ππππ‘ ππππ-π‘π-ππππ?
[John's handwriting, as it continues to flash across Geralt's vision, is an elegant script, even despite whatever translation it is likely going through.]
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It is.
I just don't chat idly.
[ He'll take pity, though, in part because he likes John. ]
You'd like to see me again?
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It is difficult to read such things over text, given he does not know the man that well as it is. He suddenly feels very foolish indeed as nevertheless, he urges himself to continue:]
πΌ πππππ¦ππ ππ’π ππππ£πππ’π ππππ£πππ ππ‘ππππ πππ π€ππ’ππ ππππππ‘ ππ π‘βππ‘ ππ π€βπππ ππ’π ππππ’ππππ‘ππππ π βππ’ππ πππ. ππ -- π¦ππ . πΌ π€ππ’ππ.
π΄ππ π€βπππ πΌ π π’ππππ π πΌ πππ’ππ π ππ‘ πππ π€πππ‘ πππ π¦ππ’ π‘π ππππ πππ π‘ ππ¦ πππ’πβππ’π π πππππ, πΌ π‘βππ’πβπ‘ ππ‘ ππππ πππ’ππππ‘ π‘π -- π‘πππ π ππππ ππππππ‘ πππππππβ. πππππ π ππ ππππππ£π ππ ππ πΌ βππ£π ππ£πππ π‘πππππ.
[Or, you know. Please stop him now if you actually think he's awful and just put him out of his misery...]
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It's different. Interesting. ]
You haven't.
Though your version of direct
Could use some work.
[ He's merely poking, even if his tone is near impossible to translate over words. He does, in fact, wish to see John again. He's simply not the sort of man who would schedule a social call. Had John not contacted him, he'd have likely shown up unannounced a few weeks later. ]
My movements are currently limited.
Find me in 3 weeks.
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Steeling himself, he forges on:]
πΌ π βπππ ππππππ£ππ π‘π ππ πππ‘π‘ππ πππ₯π‘ π‘πππ.
πβπππ π€ππππ π‘βππ. πΉπππ π¦ππ’ -- π€βπππ?
[Look, he's trying. The English announce and plan when to meet each other on the field of battle when he is from, give him some slack.]
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A lot can change in three weeks butβhe supposes he can grant specifics now for John's sake. ]
There's a keep on a mountain.
Come at sundown.
If you can't find it, follow the wolf.
Dress warm.
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A keep on a mountain. Follow the wolf. Details about Geralt's own Horizon domain, no doubt.]
ππ’ππππ€π ππ π‘βπππ π€ππππ , π‘βππ. πΌ π€πππ ππ π‘βπππ.
[A beat, before:] πβπππ π¦ππ’.