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Prompts: Glowing in the dark, Cave creature, Barbegazi
Published: 2021-11-06
Chapters: 3/3 Words: chapter 1: 3211, story: 8649 Rating: Teen And Up Audiences , Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: The Hansa | Geralt's Company Members (The Witcher), Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Emiel Regis Rohellec Terzieff-Godefroy, Cahir Mawr Dyffryn aep Ceallach, Maria Barring | Milva, Angoulême (The Witcher) Additional Tags: Spoilers for Wiedźmin | The Witcher Series - Andrzej Sapkowski, Spoilers for The Witcher (TV), written pre-season 2, Friendship, Stuck in a cave, Monsters, hallucinogenics Summary: Finding unexpected help will Geralt's hanza finally make it out of the mountains to continue on their quest to rescue Yennefer and Ciri?
Excerpt from chapter 1: The two unlikely friends sat in companionable silence for a while dwelling each on their own thoughts and listening to the soft snoring of their sleeping companions and the quiet crackling of the fire. Then there were other sounds. At first an almost imperceptible shuffling like a blanket dragged across the floor. As the noise came closer it became more distinct, a soft tapping of furry paws on stone. A dozen paws at least, and not tiny ones. Without making a sound the Witcher reached for his sword. Maybe the creatures had not noticed them yet and would just pass by their little side cavern? But no such luck. Soon Geralt and Regis could see the glow of one pair of huge, pale eyes in the entrance. Then two. Three. Finally there was a whole group of creatures, seven or eight of varying height, maybe more behind them. They kept standing there, not moving, not making a sound. Geralt and Regis did likewise. Even with their enhanced night vision they could only make out vague, furry shapes against the glow of their fire. And the eyes. Now the creatures started to whisper, first very quietly, then increasing in volume, a murmur turning into an agitated chatter of squeaking, babbling, puffing and rumbling noises. They seemed to argue about something in a language that did not resemble any human one, nor any other language the Witcher had heard. They still did not move.
Milva, however, began to stir, woken up by the strange noise. Cahir, next to her, too. Only Angoulême was still fast asleep oblivious of the possible threat the company was facing. Geralt motioned his comrades to keep quiet and not move. Then, as suddenly as it had started, the chatter subsided and one of the creatures, the biggest one, slowly entered the cave and shuffled toward the fire. Cahir noiselessly inched his hand closer to where his sword lay ready to jump up the second the Witcher, who had grabbed his sword more tightly, gave the signal to fight. Milva did likewise with her bow, her eyes glued to the mysterious being that was advancing toward them ...
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astaldis · 1 year
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Of Eery Eyes and Vicious Venom
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Rating: teens and up audience
Word count: 500
The monster is huge as it stands on its hind legs, its log-like upper body rising high into the air, its grotesque head with the eerily glowing stalk eyes darkening the sky. The enormous, sharp mandibles glisten with moisture. A sticky, greenish fluid dribbles down along the deadly curves of the chitinous, blade-like structures of the ambush predator's chewing mouthparts, forming a drop on both their pointy ends. The drops rapidly increase in size, become bigger and bigger. He stares at the two growing green spheres, paralysed with fear. He knows the fluid is not only highly toxic but also caustic. And, following the laws of gravity, the drops will fall directly onto him, a lethal shower that will burn and devour him. He wants to grab his sword and jump up from his sitting position, drive the long Nilfgaardian blade into the monster's soft belly, but as much as he gropes for it in the semi-darkness of the forest, there is nothing there. No sword, just withered leaves covering the forest floor like broken shards of stained glass windows, their sharp edges cutting painfully into his hands ...
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