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witcher oc .
Joined June 2021
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀SKELLIGE WOLF .ᐟ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ———— viðir . school of the wolf . an original character set within the witcher verse . books , show & game influenced . ⠀
blood copper and funeral lilies — the scent he carries . the blood—trail of war lingers .
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⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑾𝑯𝑰𝑻𝑬 𝑾𝑶𝑳𝑭 .ᐟ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀—— 𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐚𝐥𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚 . independent portrayal of the witchers geralt of rivia , show , book and game influences . ⠀
through vacant halls , i won’t surrender — the truth revealed in eyes of ember .
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“ i wouldn't know. even as a child, it was survival. off of the land, avoid those who lacked understanding. ” war.. battle, death; monsters.. all came after. but that doesn't mean he didn't know hardship, pain. “ we survive against all odds. ”
"It is easier to enjoy the beauties of this world when one does not have to worry about hunting, fighting...surviving," he said, eyes half lidded now. The drug was starting to take effect and his pain was dissipating. Zhen tugged his cloak tighter around himself.
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hmm.. why offer the aid?
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⠀ have people always been so . . . free with such topics or is this new . he has been away for . . . awhile . ⠀
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⠀ 𝗜𝗙 𝗜 𝗔𝗠 𝗧𝗢 𝗗𝗜𝗘 𝗧𝗢𝗗𝗔𝗬 ───── ───── 𝙄 𝙒𝙄𝙎𝙃 𝙏𝙊 𝙇𝙊𝙊𝙆 ˗ ˏ ˋ 𝓢𝐌𝐀͜͡𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 ˎˊ ˗ 𝕱𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝓞𝐂͟𝐂͟𝐀͟𝐒͟𝐈͟𝐎͟𝐍.
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⠀ the blood does not wash off . no matter how raw he scrubs his hands . it will never fade . he was a fool to think it would . ⠀
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⠀ — 𝑷𝑰𝑹𝑨𝑻𝑬 𝑪𝑨𝑷𝑻𝑨𝑰𝑵 .ᐟ 𝒅𝒆𝒗𝒊𝒍'𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒎 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒈𝒂𝒏 . theodore ' theo ' morgan . an original character set within the witcher verse . game + books , tv etc . ⠀
⠀𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 ⠀take ⠀it ⠀seriously. ⠀if ⠀you ⠀never ⠀take ⠀it ⠀seriouslyˏ ⠀you ⠀never ⠀get ⠀𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭.
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⠀ deft fingers pluck over harps strings , back pressed against bark , a soft hum falling from the witchers lips . . . ignore the handful of clearly wild wolves seemingly happy to listen . ⠀
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/ . the level of yearning this man is when in a relationship —
for you, i would make myself toothless, for you i would cut out my last defenses, tear bone from my jaws. is that something you could understand? i would swallow whatever you spit into my mouth.
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chatter is fine it is . . . manageable . this is not . . . . probably , yes . easier said than done .
People have always been noisy. That’s their nature. You need to be in a quieter place.
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droplets of blood traveling down my arm like an ellipsis. my sentence will not continue.
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people are too loud . there is a level . . . and it is dangerously close to being met .
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/ . like to think every witcher has a different level of sensitivity to certain things . like , sound , smell etc . for v it's definitely sound and his ability to sense other magically inclined people . put this man in a loud room or one +
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full of magic users and he is trying to get out of there , very overwhelming . ( he can handle it for a period of time , especially if he can focus on someone / something . )
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⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ugh , it is loud . ⠀
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he lived by simple means, if he could not hunt for it himself it simply wasn't needed. it was how he was raised. long before the witchers. druids give and take. it's balance. war complicates many things. danger is simply expected. especially on the road. one blade, is all —
He sighed and nodded. Really, despite what he did now - selling fabrics and furs from all parts of the realm - he understood the other. Such things were excess, especially when living a life of war and danger. Zhen still kept a dagger beneath his cloak and one in his boot, --
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— the wolf needs; silver, for it is more important to hold than steel. always sharp and primed for a fight. “ all of that? ” he questions, head tilted slightly.
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to think, he had left the comfort of the woodlands, to deal with men and their hubris. it reminds the elf why he tends to avoid populated places. especially taverns. but he was tired and.. the music was.. nice. a comfort he almost forgot. “ stay behind me. ” was his —
Priscilla had grown accustomed to trouble finding its way into taverns, though tonight it came without warning. A scream cut through her song before steel was drawn and tables overturned. The bard stumbled back, clutching her lute against her chest as her eyes found the ~
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— answer, wolf-like eyes finding hers, before he stands, hand drawing blade like it is second nature. for a witcher, it is. he would make quick, very quick work of those causing trouble. some flee when they realize a witcher is present. those who do not.. he tries to spare. —
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— where he can.
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