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.
[when the caravans arrive from their travels to drop off supplies from not-so-far-off lands, certain parcels get pulled away and taken to go through customs. they are not for businesses nor for sale, but for individuals. the fact that they are for summoned individuals raise an eyebrow.
and so, through customs it goes, opened, inspected, and then—when none of the items are deemed as questionable—they are repackaged and sent to their designated recipients.
this small package will sit forgotten, likely somewhere where geralt frequents a lot, until he returns from wherever it is he has left for. it is not like wanda knows about people's lives in the cities. inside, geralt will find a wooden comb with an engraving of a white wolf.
there is no letter explaining the contents of the parcel, but there is a single note. it is blank at first, until geralt holds it, and then swathes of scarlet magic will reveal writing, as if it were happening right in the moment by an invisible hand:
[ Between Geralt's long absence from the city and all that's happened with the dreams, it's some time before Wanda receives a reply. But one does come in the form of a white wolf carrying a neatly folded piece of parchment. If she isn't there, the note will be placed on her porch.
It's unsigned, but it probably isn't hard to identify the sender. That he's taken the time to handwrite and deliver the note through the Horizon instead of contacting Wanda via the scrawled mind messages says something. There is also no overt mention of their recent encounter. ]
[wanda senses the white wolf's arrival before she sees it, trotting into her horizon with the ease of a creature that is used to traveling. it is a smart creature, she can tell, though she's never been in the presence of a wolf; it's bigger than a dog, but she isn't afraid of it. she can sense its intentions.
and as the wolf stops before her, wanda already knows who is the sender of this note. a hand gently pats the top of the wolf's head—she can't resist—and as soon as it considers the message delivered, it sniffs at her hand for a moment before heading back the way it came.
she does not reply to geralt's message, but she is appreciative of him delivering this.]
package, june 2
and so, through customs it goes, opened, inspected, and then—when none of the items are deemed as questionable—they are repackaged and sent to their designated recipients.
this small package will sit forgotten, likely somewhere where geralt frequents a lot, until he returns from wherever it is he has left for. it is not like wanda knows about people's lives in the cities. inside, geralt will find a wooden comb with an engraving of a white wolf.
there is no letter explaining the contents of the parcel, but there is a single note. it is blank at first, until geralt holds it, and then swathes of scarlet magic will reveal writing, as if it were happening right in the moment by an invisible hand:
For your daughter. Be well.]
early july.
It's unsigned, but it probably isn't hard to identify the sender. That he's taken the time to handwrite and deliver the note through the Horizon instead of contacting Wanda via the scrawled mind messages says something. There is also no overt mention of their recent encounter. ]
She sends her thanks.
Hope you're all right.
no subject
and as the wolf stops before her, wanda already knows who is the sender of this note. a hand gently pats the top of the wolf's head—she can't resist—and as soon as it considers the message delivered, it sniffs at her hand for a moment before heading back the way it came.
she does not reply to geralt's message, but she is appreciative of him delivering this.]