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Earlier that day, Geralt had tracked a Hagravan near Orphan Rock. The locals had struggled for weeks, but for a man brewed in mutagens, the beast was just another contract. He had used Quen to shield against her frost magic and Igni to burn through her feathered wings. When the silver blade finally took her head, the Nords watching from the treeline didn't cheer. They whispered of "daedra-spawn" and "cursed blood."

The stranger, a scarred veteran named Hadvar, sat across from him. "We call them dragons here. Or Draugr. What do you call them?" skachat mod na skairim na vedmakov

Geralt of Rivia didn't look up from his mug. "Home is a relative term. These days, it’s wherever the monsters are. And Skyrim has plenty." Earlier that day, Geralt had tracked a Hagravan

"The Greybeards are calling for a Dragonborn," Geralt muttered, pulling his hood up. "But until that hero shows up, I suppose a Witcher will have to do." When the silver blade finally took her head,