torch song

There are entirely too many Witchers in Oxenfurt, Geralt thinks numbly as he watches three witchers approach the bar. Geralt is safely ensconced in a dark corner of the tavern, nursing his second - maybe third? - ale, tense, anticipating the locals taking issue with witchers ‘taking over’ their tavern. Instead, the bartender greats the newcomers warmly, and for a split second, Geralt thinks he was mistaken. That is, until the taller individuals drop their hoods; he’d recognize Ashwood and Aiden anywhere at this point. (Lambert all but insisted they be treated as pack mates, not that Geralt and Eskel had argued.)

Ashwood makes eye contact with Geralt and grins - just like that, his quiet evening of drinking is over.

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