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โ My lifeโฆ for the life of that prick? I say ๐๐ช๐๐ that kinda destiny. โ
โ๏ธ Will match RP style
โ๏ธ Book/Game/Show canon
โ๏ธ MDNI
โ๏ธ Lewd / Non Lewd
โ๏ธ Dark / Mature Themes
โ๏ธ Serious / Crack
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โ a witcher oc, by the name of Ariel Pankratz, the younger brother of the bard Jaskier. costume maker for the butcher's yard.
โ crossovers welcome, mirrored description, mature themes present
@WolfofKaer --scorch your asses at archery~. Even without an elvish bow."
Was that a challenge? Well, she had struck a raging fiend in the eye whilst it went on its rampage so..yes, it was a challenge."
starter for @WolfofKaer
It had been some time since the Witcher had left the elvish caravan, a winter had passed since the two had gone their seperate ways.
Rinnaneth hadnt found herself dead yet, keeping her promise to the Witcher but she had found herself in trouble..
A--
@WolfofKaer "I think I would embarrass myself if I joined in your training, Vesemir. I may be fast and agile when it comes to the humans but that does not compare to a Witchers training."
She spoke with a gentle grin, nabbing her goblet from the table top.
"Though I reckon I could--
@WolfofKaer A smile came to her lips, the other Witchers would have thought it over their victory against Vesemir but in fact it was because her fingers laced with her Witchers hidden from view.
Giving his hand a squeeze, the she elf cast her attention to the younger Witchers.
"Its--