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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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Tell me about it. Shit scared my goddamn panther off. I don't even know where she's run off to. Hates the rain, apparently.

I'm takin' Lorelai to some sort of shrine cleansing or something for the god they're hopin' to appease. Don't think it's gonna make anything better. Be the perfect fuckin' time for a god to do something about this crap, though --

What'd you think about the voting? Sometimes it strikes me how weird it is the people here always listen to us. Next think you know, they're gonna be askin' us to save them from the next storm.

We hold a unique position.

[ He doesn't like it, but he understands where it originates. ]

Be careful.
When you last ventured into the woods for the gods,
something stirred.

Absolutely no idea what you're talkin' about, grandpa. Besides, Steve ain't near strong enough to chop an arm off.

You're involving Steve?
Do bring the boy home in one piece.

[ Steve can't pick himself up from being scraped onto the side of a tree. ]

Duh. Why not? If he wants to be a badass, he's gotta get on the field.

Besides, I'm more worried what he might do if I'm not around. Didn't I tell you about the time he picked a fight with a goddamn bear?

Anyway, nothin'll happen. Maybe I like the kid. I'd lose an arm (again) before anything happened to him.

I don't like it.

[ He isn't talking about Steve. But then, he's never much liked Nero prodding at the shrines in general. It's unpredictable. Still, he can admit doing fuck all will help nothing. ]