Talyssa



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    "Thrown out already?" Geralt asks, and sees the bard shaking his head from the corner of his eye.

    "Hardly! But a wise bard knows when to leave the audience wanting more."

    "I've never met one."

    "One what?"

    "A wise bard," he says, and glances over to see the bard's mouth flapping indignantly.

    "I -- am going to let that go, because you're right, where are my manners." He ducks in front of Geralt as they step onto solid ground, forcing him to halt, and gives him a bow, no less graceful for being quickly executed. "Jaskier, troubadour, poet -- and barker -- at your service."

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    Geralt assumes the bard will wander away of his own accord. Eventually.

    It takes a while to realize that's the last thing he wants.

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    Getting stuck in Kaedwen in winter had never been on Jaskier's plan. It's cold, they don't appreciate his music and nobody likes their national beverage anyway. The only redeeming thing Kaedwen has is Kaer Morhen, so Jaskier does what any reasonable bard would do in this situation: he decides to charm his way into Kaer Morhen to hibernate with Geralt and the other witchers. If nothing it will be an experience no human has ever had, fuel for songs and poems for years to come, while finally teaching him a thing or two about witchers he's just dying to know.

    Curiosity tended to kill the cat, but Jasker had always seen himself as more of a bird anyway.

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    “Seriously, brother,” Teodora says, “you’re wanted for treason, what in Melitele’s name did you do?”

    “Nothing,” Jaskier tells her. “It’s just that my soulmate’s the warlord of the north.”

    She stares at him, open-mouthed. And then she begins to giggle. “Only you, Julek,” she says when she finally has some control back. “You did always like to be dramatic.”

    The four lives of Julian Alfred Pankratz: noble, sex slave, soulmate, bard.

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    Zoro leans in, his earrings swaying gently, “You still hate me?”
    Sanji swallows, going to take a hasty pull off his cigarette before realizing it had burned down to a stub. He flicks it into the ashtray by his elbow and pushes his hair out of his eyes. Finally, he laughs, a humorless exhausted sound, says, “You’re going to hurt.”

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    Had Geralt told him to stay at the inn, citing nonspecific danger to Jaskier’s person?

    Yes.

    Had Geralt told him not to follow him under any circumstances, because of said nonspecific danger that was unclear would be inflicted by Geralt or the monster?

    Also Yes.

    Was Jaskier slowly inching his way towards the ruins where the monster had made it’s nest, following the directions the mayor had grudgingly provided Geralt because really, what could Geralt do to him that he hadn’t already?

    Absolutely Yes.

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