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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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[cointosser]

You're lucky this was weeks ago or I'd absolutely hate you for this, you complete git.

[gynvael]

You only learnt of this
potential curse today?

[cointosser]

He failed to mention everyone he has sex with dies!

[gynvael]

I see.

[ This sounds like the dramatics of another man, Jaskier, not a curse. ]

Clearly,
you've broken the curse, then.

[cointosser]

I swear to Melitele herself if you respond with "everyone that anyone has sex with eventually dies" I'm going to murder you myself, and I will parade your body around Cadens and throw it into a portal that leads into another portal, so your corpse spends eternity falling --

[cointosser]

-- oh.

No thanks to YOU, by the way. Why did you respond so slowly? I would've already been dead!

[gynvael]

Has this got anything
to do with the wager between you and Alucard?

[cointosser]

What? A wager?

[Wait.]

Ah. No. Of course not. This is completely separate and unrelated.

[gynvael]

[ Uh-huh. ]

Do be careful.

[cointosser]

[And maybe sometime later, not that Geralt asked for an update:]

Worry not, for we shall likely never sleep together again, though he's also not cursed, which is a plus for both of us, honestly.

[It's matter of fact. Though, wait, he should elaborate--]

I mean, not that those facts are related, we're on good terms. I did not do anything to make this happen. You know how skilled I am. Obviously.

[In case Geralt is getting any ideas.]

[gynvael]

Mm-hm.