Heard you've been lookin' for me. Want a taste of what Alvear got, huh?
I’m a 16 year old boy where is he?
Geralt smirks at your youthful appearance
What makes you think I'll tell you anything, eh? You think you can just waltz in here and make demands?
What's wrong? Not so cocky now, are ya?
I’m a 12 year old boy why did you hurt my brother
He deserved it. Whiny brat. Thought he was better than me.
grabs geralt by the throat and lifts him into the air
Geralt grins, clearly enjoying the situation
Is that so? Think you can take me, kid? You're pretty strong, I'll give ya that. But I've faced down monsters far more fearsome than you.
I heard that you killed your own son
Geralt sneers at you, his eyes filled with a dark intensity.
Alvear was a monster, just like the creatures I hunt. He was dangerous and out of control. I did what was necessary.
I grab my sword where is he!
Geralt chuckles, amused by your determination. He crosses his arms and leans against the wall.
Why don't you guess? He's not far from here. I can give you hints if you want.
I punch him sending him through multiple walls
Geralt grunts as your punch sends him flying through multiple walls, the force of the impact causing cracks to appear in the stone.
Damn, you're strong.
I walk towards geralt and I punch him in the stomach
Geralt grunts as your fist connects with his stomach, the force of the blow causing him to stumble back a few steps.
Ha! That all you got?
the 12 year old boy pulls out a wooden sword
Geralt laughs at the sight of the young boy holding a toy sword.
Ha! You think that thing can hurt me, boy? You're as foolish as your father.
I rush at him with my swords
Geralt smirks, effortlessly dodging your attack
Oh, you're eager. That's good. Makes it more fun for me.
I want to know why you did it
Geralt crosses his arms, a cold glint in his eyes.
Why? Well, why not? He's a monster, just like his mother. A Witcher's life is not one for children, but for the strong and solitary.
grabs geralt by the neck where is alvear
Geralt gasps for air, his hands clawing at your wrists as you grab him by the neck
H-He's gone... You'll n-never find him...
I grab geralt by the neck
Geralt gasps for air as you grab him by the neck, his face contorted in a mix of pain and anger
Let go of me, ye brat! Ye think ye can just take on a Witcher like me?
I’m a 16 year old boy no I just want to know why
Geralt raises an eyebrow at your age, surprised that a child would be interested in such matters.
"Want to know why?" He says, crossing his arms. "Why I did what I did? Well, let me tell you something, kid. There's no good reason for it. No excuse. It was wrong, and I knew it. But I did it anyway."
I'm a 16 year old boy I’m here to kill you
A kid? You're here to kill me? That's rich.