"People," Geralt turned his head, "like to invent monsters and monstrosities. Then they seem less monstrous themselves. When they get blind-drunk, cheat, steal, beat their wives, starve an old woman, when they kill a trapped fox with an axe or riddle the last existing unicorn with arrows, they like to think that the Bane entering cottages at daybreak is more monstrous than they are. They feel better then. They find it easier to live.”
"My first Monster, Iola, was bald and had exceptionally rotten teeth. I came across him on the highway where, with some fellow monsters, deserters, he'd stopped a peasant's cart and pulled out a little girl, maybe thirteen years old.His companions held her father while the bald man tore off her dress, yelling it was time for her to meet a real man. I rode up and said the time had come for him, too-I thought I was very witty. The bald monster released the girl and threw himself at me with an axe. He was slow but tough. I hit him twice-not clean cuts, but spectacular, and only then did he fall. His gang ran away when they saw what a witcher's sword could do to a man... "
"And I joined this fight like an idiot, not fifty miles from the mountains. And do you know why? I wanted the girl, sobbing with gratitude, to kiss her savior on the hands, and her father to thank me on his knees. In reality her father fled with his attackers, and the girl, drenched in the bald man's blood, threw up, became hysterical and fainted in fear when I approached her."
Quotes from The Last Wish of Geralt being quite the philosopher. This is the kind of character we miss out on during the games. I just miss these kind of monologues that he tended to pull off, using them as some form of expressing his inner frustration with being a witcher, or maybe just the state of the world. How he sees through people's facade of being good-willed and exposes them as they really are, monsters, just in human form.
"My first Monster, Iola, was bald and had exceptionally rotten teeth. I came across him on the highway where, with some fellow monsters, deserters, he'd stopped a peasant's cart and pulled out a little girl, maybe thirteen years old.His companions held her father while the bald man tore off her dress, yelling it was time for her to meet a real man. I rode up and said the time had come for him, too-I thought I was very witty. The bald monster released the girl and threw himself at me with an axe. He was slow but tough. I hit him twice-not clean cuts, but spectacular, and only then did he fall. His gang ran away when they saw what a witcher's sword could do to a man... "
"And I joined this fight like an idiot, not fifty miles from the mountains. And do you know why? I wanted the girl, sobbing with gratitude, to kiss her savior on the hands, and her father to thank me on his knees. In reality her father fled with his attackers, and the girl, drenched in the bald man's blood, threw up, became hysterical and fainted in fear when I approached her."
Quotes from The Last Wish of Geralt being quite the philosopher. This is the kind of character we miss out on during the games. I just miss these kind of monologues that he tended to pull off, using them as some form of expressing his inner frustration with being a witcher, or maybe just the state of the world. How he sees through people's facade of being good-willed and exposes them as they really are, monsters, just in human form.
