𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚 (
evil_isevil) wrote in
farsickness2020-06-07 04:44 pm
I see trouble coming, man...
Who: Geralt and Jon Snow; CLOSED
What: Boys be fighting
When: 06-07
Where: Tavern/Inn
Warnings: Physical violence, blood, all that comes from a bar fight
Without even paying much attention, Geralt felt an intensity in the room when he walked into it. He was there, as usual, to grab a bite and a cup of ale before saddling Roach up and heading out to deal with a "pest" problem at a farm near the northern tip of Vasari. After that, he planned to head south and hopefully explore things out that way.
Only it seems fate has other plans for the Witcher on that specific evening.
Murmuring his thanks after food is brought to him, Geralt tries his best to mind his own business while things start to unravel with a group of men over... who knows. What the Witcher does know is that things are about to get ugly. Fast.
And there goes a chair across the room.
What: Boys be fighting
When: 06-07
Where: Tavern/Inn
Warnings: Physical violence, blood, all that comes from a bar fight
Without even paying much attention, Geralt felt an intensity in the room when he walked into it. He was there, as usual, to grab a bite and a cup of ale before saddling Roach up and heading out to deal with a "pest" problem at a farm near the northern tip of Vasari. After that, he planned to head south and hopefully explore things out that way.
Only it seems fate has other plans for the Witcher on that specific evening.
Murmuring his thanks after food is brought to him, Geralt tries his best to mind his own business while things start to unravel with a group of men over... who knows. What the Witcher does know is that things are about to get ugly. Fast.
And there goes a chair across the room.

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One step in the door, just looking for some dinner, and there's a chair flying at his head. Well, in the direction of his head. At least it doesn't seem to be personal, since he doesn't know any of the men involved in the scuffle. So that's something. Also, he's lucky enough to get out of the way before the chair actually hits his head.
The proprietor scurries out from behind the bar to break up the fight, but he won't be able to do it alone. So, with a sigh, in goes Jon, to try and pull some of the men apart.
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