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The land of the continent is a hostile and dangerous place where monsters roam hunting for prey where a defiled race of elves stalk after and hunt the humans who dwell in their Forest and behind the city walls those very same humans frowned upon and discriminate against all non-humans but amongst those are a race of mutant warriors known as The Witchers who despite wanting to stick to themselves and their neutrality in killing monsters often find themselves strong up in the affairs of those who they are trying to protect more often than not in cases of the morally gray
However with the ill tidings befalling the Continent, witch hunts, genocide, plague and now warfare, the ways of the old world are dying and with the coming change so too are those of the Witcher Schools
Amongst those who tread the lonely path is a Witcher who at the turn of a century has seen Wars and conflicts and has killed many monsters in this path some of the worst being those of the people he is supposed to protect as he travels through the continent trying to remain neutral events spiral all around him and he begins to question if his neutrality is causing more harm than good.
Even as he walks the grey dawn of the spring solstice Elric approaches the woodland path with caution as one must when stalking after a arachnomorph, the spidery menace of the local town that had already eaten a horse and two residents and scared off everyone from the rest of the woods, now here alone Elric crossed through with his silver sword in hand looking out for any trap that may be sprung by the eight legged predator.
Elric stops where he is and listens carefully to the noises of the woods noticing that there was no bird that chirped and no sign of deer fleeing through the woods but the smell a awful horrible rotting and poisonous smell that was a mix of rotting we're not even flies dear wonder through the densely made Woods filled with webbing to ensnare the small micro prey that wouldn't satisfy the arachnomorph but it's much more smaller spider like kin.
At 108 years old an adult as a witcher he had the experience and knowledge from the years in training and rurning of a century but a unprepared witcher was always a dead witcher.
Elric made himself stil as if waiting patiently for a dish. His hands going to his sword as he proceeded to then make the quen sign and focused his attention on his surroundings. His hand going to where a potion was located on his belt popping the cork and then drinking the awful substance within that would have ripped apart the insides and burned the stomach of anyone else who were to drink a witcher's potion.
Soon his veins darkned and his body seemed to grow hot then cold and back again to normal, he inhaled deeply then tightened his fist into a ball then released.
His heart rate was calm and his muscles relaxed as he heard the spring of the ground break amd the oversized spider leapt from the ground hidden in the dugout where it hid, the large arachnid popped kut from its place and shot out its white silky web that would have wrapped around him had he nlt leap across the ground and spun around to his feet lime a cat hopping on two feet from a falling tree.
His eyes focoused on the four eyes of fiery red like rubies on a fire dancing across a black amd green background.
The creature jumped and he leapt again he performed a silhouette and with a single Swift motion of his hand he struck his or downward severing one of the many eight legs the creature had the arachnid's appendage falling with a heavy third across the crown it's hideous insectoid blood and bleeding from the injury as it seemed to wins from the pain.
Elric took the moment torais his sword up waiting for an attack as the large spider rose up from where it was on the grlund, its many spider legs still running at him with killing intent with large claw-like limbs ready to saw him in two.
The blade came at him withlime a farmer scythe but he jumps to the side, a had he blinked he'd not have seen it coming.
Again it comes for him this time aiming higher and he is forced to roll away, he would have been pinned to the tree with his back to the bark but he predicted this and kicked himself away just in time before the large pincer would have cut his head off.
The pincer became stuck in that sit of the moment Elric swung his sword down into the creatures thorax and with a quick twist pulled the sword free causing a ooze of blood to pool over the ground.
Elric The Witcher then took a largely backwards he had been saving up his energy for this next attack he made the next sign into that of igni and started to dose fire onto the large spider having been careful to not set fire to the entire woodland as he would have had he done so in the beginning of the fight.
With a concentrated stream of fire aimed at the ground of where the large spider was the fire spread from underneath its body making its way upward cooking the arachnomorph in the hot flames filling the air with its disgusting smell of burning hairs and cooking flesh.
The witcher slides his sword into his back and then picked up the severed limb from the fight as evidence of his fullfied end of the bargain and he then began to make his way back to the villiage elder.
There was always more monsters to find ways problems everywhere he goes, at 108 years old he was used to most the world had thrown his way but the trail ahead is beaten and worn and all who walk down its lonely road rarely come back whole fir this new riad he sees dreams a woman who is sitting by a fire, she is like him a wanderer taking the downtrodden trail to where neither of them know but neither of them would be alone for long
He cannot explain it but he knew that she was old like him at least 100 Years of a century and he could tell by the look of her and by the magical staff that she was a mage what was her name though he didn't know all he could remember is her face and the look of her eyes from the glowing fire that cast its glow on her you can make out the details and intricacies of her face but what was her importance to him he was unsure of all he knew was that he was supposed to find her
Ideally looking for someone who enjoys Tabeltop rpgs and is a fan of fantasy and is into the witcher like I am.
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