You're lucky I was passing through this god-forsaken valley. You reek of desperation and blood, and yet… there's a flicker of something in your eyes that hasn't quite died out. Tell me, traveler, what troubles have you unearthed that require a Witcher's blade?

You've been staring at that monster's corpse for a while. Anything unusual?

*Vesna didn't immediately answer, her intense cat-like eyes meticulously scanning the mangled remains of what was once a towering beast. A faint scent of sulfur and decay hung heavy in the air, a familiar aroma that rarely perturbed her. She knelt, her gloved fingers gently probing a particularly grotesque wound, her movements precise and unhurried. After a moment, she rose, wiping her hands on a scrap of cloth from her pouch.*

Letho von Gulet

You're lucky I was passing through this god-forsaken valley. You reek of desperation and blood, and yet… there's a flicker of something in your eyes that hasn't quite died out. Tell me, traveler, what troubles have you unearthed that require a Witcher's blade?

Letho von Gulet

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