5 Realm Situation 2
When Geralt come inside, the people there were still busy chattering each other completely ignoring him, they don't even lift their head toward him. He can only see few busy maids glance at him while delivering glass of ale or mead.
"ahem-" Geralt slightly clear his throat faintly, ashamed and muttering 'I must admit that too much reading fantasy novel is indeed bad…'
Jayus who didn't know about Geralt being delusional is go straight toward old man at counter table who is brushing little Valyrian pet.
"Greeting old Boros! is Koran here?"
"Oh! It's you Jayus my boy! Koran is in the back, wait a minute…Koran! Your old friend is here looking for you!" Boros shouting toward back of counter and there is immediate reply shout "Tell him to wait…"
Boros is Koran father, A 60 years old man with grey hair, grey beard, long face, wearing grey tunic and brown trouser.
"What bring you here, boy?" old Boros said with his old husky sound.
"My friends here is looking for an Inn, so I lead him here." Jayus said while looking at Geralt
"Oh! hello there young friend, My name is Boros, but you can call me old Boros a pet merchant and this is our little mascot here Popo the king! Popo do greeting!" Boros introduce his pet proudly and command Popo to do little acrobat. Popo then stand up with his hind leg then waving his front leg up and down couple of time.
"Greeting old Boros. My name is Geralt. You have a nice mascot here by the way."
"Greeting young Geralt. Of course I am always groom him, like every day, he is our-" before Boros could continue his talk, there is someone who come from behind, interrupt him.
"Yeah, yeah old man, we know he is our precious family mascot and you are the greatest tamer all the time." Koran come from the back storage room with two little barrels on his shoulder then proceed to put it on the counter. Koran is 32 years burly man with long face, shoulder long brown hair and brown beard, wearing ivory tunic and black trouser.
Boros just snorting toward him with dissatisfied face and said "You ungrateful son…forget it, I'm leaving here. Young Geralt, if you need sell or buy a pet, please come to my shop in the market area. I will give you a best price. Farewell boys!" old Boros said to Geralt who say farewell and glace at Jayus then leave without looking at his son, Koran.
"Koran, stop being mean toward your own father, hahaha" Jayus said jokingly while looking at old Boros back.
"it's you Jayus, what bring you here? it's miracle if you can come here, you know that pal" Koran said with teasing smile.
"You know my wife… Ahem- I'm here is not for talking about that, I'm bringing my friend here, he need a room. Master Geralt meet my old friend Koran"
"Greeting master Koran, I need to open room. How much is for 1 night?
"Greeting master Geralt. You just can call me Koran as for room it's 10 pennies per night. That include dinner."
"Alright then Koran, you can call me just Geralt too. How about I give you 1 silver for 5 days and you provide me dinner and a bath every day?."
"No, no you are my costumer here, so I will still call you master Geralt. 1 silver for 5 days it is…alright, as for bath, there is bathroom further back of storage room but you must inform me first before you want to go to bathroom and I will tell my slave to draw the water for you."
"Alright Koran, Suit yourself then. Your offer is sounds good to me, I will take it then. Here's the coin" Geralt give a silver from his purs immediately.
Koran take the silver and pour three glass of mead then give it to Geralt, Jayus, and one for himself "Thanks master Geralt. and…. this is for celebrate our meeting. And tell me when you want to go to your room, I will tell maid to take you there. Cheers!"
"Koran, you always my best buddy! Hahaha. Cheers!" Jayus said happily
"Alright. Cheers!"
"So master Geralt, I can tell you you are not from essos and you seems to have adventurous vibe. Mind you tell us some of your tale, please?"
"You are mistaken here Koran. I am from Essos, Mantarys exactly. And before you tell me about Mantarys place full of monster, I will tell you that is just rumor said. There are some people who have…I say, unique, like deformed part of their body but it's because of some kind weird disease. As for my tale, there is so so, nothing special, I just…say, hunting for living. Rather than hearing my average story, I prefer to hear about situation here, and Westeros if you know" Geralt just bullshitting whatever inside his mind, he just known that Mantarys is remote place and have "savage" people so he changed the subject abruptly.
Jayus who want to heard some legendary story from Geralt smile awkwardly and feel rather disappointed to hear just "Huntin for living". As for Koran, he is not disturbed of what Geralt says and just smile, he just want to hear some good adventure stories if he can, if not then it's also fine. As Tavern owner Koran know how to talk and respect someone privacy.
"That's… I must say slightly disappointed when hearing story of Mantarys is fake. I nearly belive there is den of monsters, many Sellsword are bragging encounter even slay some monster, but rumor is just rumor in the end. Hehehe
As for situation here, I now some information and can explain to you, master Geralt. This city is ruled by 5 noble council of Magisters, as long as you not damage their interest, you will be fine here. Qohor, you can say that our city is most exotic free cities; for Qohorik forge is most famous in the entire Essos even Westeros, and Qohor is transit gate for merchant who want go to Dothraki sea or land faraway east like Yi Ti. So Qohor is perfect gathering place for Sellsword and merchant or some peddler. Sellsword can easily maintain their equipment here and hired by merchant who come and go for they need a guard. You can say Qohor is Sellsword paradise because this business is really thriving here, so many sellsword company established their headquarter like the most trusted one like Golden Company to most notorious one like Brave Companion.
Beside Sellsword company, Qohor is also famous for its hunters, foresters, and artisans. If master Geralt need some extra income, you can try join one of them.
Our people here are belief Black Goat as God especially a blacksmith but there also who belief R'hllor the God of flame and shadow. Sometime there are conflict between them, R'hllor's followers once destroy the Black Goat altar few years back, fortunately the Magisters quickly to take care of the matter, religion sure are complicated.
Also, believe it or not; our city also known as city of sorcerers there is some who still practice dark art such as divination, blood magic, and necromancy, even the rumor say magic has long gone alongside dragon but still, it's nothing wrong to be cautious toward something we don't know.
As for situation in the Westeros I just know a little from Westerosi peddler couple of month ago, Lord of Winterfell, Eddard Stark, raises the banners of the North and rebelled because Mad King kill his father and brother. Robert Baratheon, Lord of Storm's End and Lord Jon Arryn of the Vale also joins the rebellion. That is only what I hear so if you need more information you can visit some of Sellsword headquarter around here, they always have latest and more accurate news but that will cost you some coins" Koran said.
After listening to Koran, Geralt said "…Sellsword and dark art huh…you right, I agree with you about being cautious toward something we don't know, Koran. So Westeros is in turmoil, that's too bad, I have plans to go there in the near future, maybe I will put off for now. Thanks for the information by the way" Geralt also began to think in his mind 'Ed and Robert rebellion. The War of the Usurper, that's war lasts a year if I'm not mistaken, so Daenerys isn't even born yet now, maybe I have chance to get her dragon egg…But that's for future, now let's get used to whatever in this world are, start form Qohor.'
"I think so too master Geralt, just stay here for now. You said you are a hunter, and our forest is full of games, even member of Sellsword turn become hunter if they not being hired. You can get stable income from that or you can just join one of the Sellsword company like I told you ealier."
"Yes, thanks for advice Koran, I prefer being a hunter, for now. So Jayus, how about tomorrow we go hunt?" Geralt said.
When Jayus hearing what Geralt said his eyes immediately lit up and said "Really?! You will bring me hunting tomorrow master Geralt? I cannot wait!"
Koran who is looking at Jayus happy reaction cannot help but ask "Hey, what's up with your reaction Jayus?"
"You know nothing Koran, master Geralt here is hunter expert I tell you!" Jayus said excitedly.
"Ok enough about that, Jayus. You must come here tomorrow morning. Don't forget that." Geralt said to Jayus and turn toward Koran "Koran, I think I will need rest now, can I go to my room?"
"Sure, master Geralt" With quick shout Koran call one of the maid "Hey Nari! Come here and lead master Geralt to his room upstair. The middle one."
Nari 1 of the 4 Tavern maids is about 20 years old, 160cm tall, light brown skin with slightly freckle in his face. She walk toward Koran while Koran give Geralt key to the room.
When Nari stood in front of them she said with sultry voice "Yes master Koran, master Geralt, follow me please~" Nari turn toward stair, walking while swaying his hip.
Geralt who look at Nari back could not help but stare, but when he notice Jayus and Koran knowing face he immediately sobered and shake his head "-ahem…so Jayus, Koran I will go and rest first, Farewell" Geralt walk following Nari up stair hastily while Jayus and Koran chuckle.
Nari who walk in front of him finally stop beside a middle room door then turn his body toward Geralt who look at her back. She said teasingly "What's wrong master Geralt? We have already arrived, here is your room. Do you need more extra service? Just 1 silver and I will be your company from night until dawn"
"…N-no, no need…for now, I ahem- tired, so I will rest for now. So thank you Nari… I will go inside first" Geralt enter the room and close the door without waiting Nari to reply. He can hear Nari Giggling behind the door, hummed and finally gone.
Geralt who stood in his room cannot help but cursed himself for his blunder '…Damn, what's wrong with me?! I cannot control my desire? Is it because Witcher body overdeveloped libido? I need to control my desire first, or it'll be my doom someday. Maybe slave pillow—no, it's not the time… for now, even I still wondering that I can understand and speak their tongue, maybe their writings too. Maybe I have some kind of all-speak abilities alike which is good thing. I don't know if it will work to magic language like old high Valyrian language, if I can read it then, Hehehehe... Forget it, I need to put my mind to rest first.'
Geralt try to ease his mind and immediately change his armor to local Qohorik garb, he choose the hunter tunic style because it's quite simple to wear and store the other set inside his [inventory]. He look at his room, there are 1 wooden cupboard and 1 wooden bed covered with dark sheep leather, he try to touch it and it's quite rough but clean.
"…and where is the pillow?...nope, there is no pillow! And for the light? There is only little candle? Haaa~ this is why I hate medieval era, I need to buy more tomorrow then. Whatever, I want to rest first, it seem that my mind is too tired." Geralt take off his eyeglass and slowly lay down at the bed then take a deep breath before closing his eyes.
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In the middle of the night, Inside the greatest temple that build upon the red stone, there were three people who are wearing red robe priest sitting at a round table. They are Qohorik red priests of R'hllor.
"So…tell me, did any of you get any information about unusual phenomenon that happened this afternoon?" a Whitehaired middle-aged man calmly asked. His name is Buroano a High priest at red temple of Qohor. This afternoon he assigned his priest to look for something strange, something abnormal, or something unnatural happen around Qohor because he can faintly feel some kind of magic wave. The two man in from of him, Jima and Sartos who came to convey information that has been collected by his fellow priests and believer.
"I am sorry my lord, we doesn't find any abnormal phenomenon or something strange happen around here" Jima said respectfully toward Buroano.
"Pardon me my lord, but what exactly is my lord try to find about? We cannot give detail information without specific information" Sartos said.
Buroano just look at them like try to describe what he feels, but it was truly vague and doesn't really sure if that really reemergence of magic. "…I don't really sure but…haah~let's forget about this for now. You are dismissed"
"Yes, my lord." Jima and Sartos immediately stood up and leave the room with puzzle expression.
When the two priests gone, Buroano stood up and slowly walk toward his room but before he go out of the hall he look at fireplace beside of him blankly then suddenly his expression change to shocked one.
Inside the fire he can see a vision, army of man, undead, giants, griffins, and dragons are lay submissively in front of the big white wolf who looking at him with torched yellow eyes. Behind the white wolf there are burning castle, temples, and houses. He can see a chaos, total chaos. Further back he can see corpses of living creatures, even many of the creature he doesn't know, man, giant, wyvern, basilisk, cockatrice, giant spider, griffin, harpy, and manticore all surrounding slowly turn to dust. Then he can hear a majestic sound in high Valyrian language….
Se timpa zokla. Se timpa zokla lēda qrīdronnor se ānogar arlinnon se vys
Ezīmagon ñuqir
Se hen…
"W-White…w-wolf…" Buroano, the high priest of R'hllor trembling uncontrollably with face full of fear fainting then and there.
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Meanwhile at Black Goat temple of Qohor, there was a group of people with black hooded robe who were chanting strange language like a sweet choir, in front of the big horned goat idol . In the front of the horned goat idol is square altar full of red liquid with strong iron smells. The red liquid is flowing from gaping necks of two people who lay on the ground, motionless. On the opposite side of horned goat idol and altar, there is kneeling woman with white smooth skin, heart shape face, wet natural red lip, long wavy hair as dark as night and black dress. She is Kalimala a blood priestress of Black Goat, she have the same position as high priest Buroano at red temple.
In the afternoon Kalimala also feels some kind of wave magic faintly, so she gathered the priests and believer to do sacrificial ritual to Black Goat. Usually Kalimala do a human sacrifice only when there is a inevitable problem, but this time is an exception because she believe and sure for what she feels even it's a vague, so she want to ask her God for guidance.
She slowly closed her eyes, put her hand together in front of her chest and bowing her head while the peoples behind her are keep chanting. A few moment later, sudden vision struck her mind and she subconsciously spread her arm slowly, her delicate glistering eyes turn white while she look up to the ceiling.
She can see the big white wolf with torched yellow eyes killing, destroying, and laid waste to everything wherever the white wolf go. She stood there terrified, drowning in the sea of blood, but steeling her hearth to keep looking at the vision, in the end everything slowly turning into ashes and dust. She doesn't know how long it is, then she look at the wolf walk away leaving a long trail. Behind the trail of the white wolf, she can see army of man, undead, giants, many kind of creature she doesn't know and finally dragons, all followed wolf trail.
When all army, creatures and dragons already passed above her, she cannot hold her state enlightenment then slowly fall. When she lay on the ground, her eyes vaguely see a blurry green stick…then, she heard majestic voice in high Valyrian language
Se timpa zokla iksis kesīr.
Se timpa zokla māstan lēda qrīdronnor.
Se timpa zokla māstan lēda egros.
Se timpa zokla lēda kasta ānogar.
Zaldrīzes kessa tākut
Sidrālāng kessa tundūk
Rōvala kessa obūljagon
Lī qilōni mlawān kessa morghūljagon
Se timpa zokla lēda qrīdronnor se ānogar arlinnon se vys
When Kalimala heard the last sentence, her eyes become normal and then her real body slowly fall to the back. The blood slowly flowing from her eyes, nose, mouth, and ear but that not make her ecstatic expression gone even while she has mild seizures.
"…T-Trail…w-wolf…trail…he…hehe…"
She slowly passed out while still hearing peoples keep chanting behind her.
