Interesting Stuff In w2strings File
So I was browsing the decoded w2strings file and found remnants of another memory sequence. Apparently Geralt was going to have this one when running into Sile:
So I was browsing the decoded w2strings file and found remnants of another memory sequence. Apparently Geralt was going to have this one when running into Sile:
Do we know each other…?
We last met a year ago, near Birke.
Since you don't remember, it matters not…
I remember you…
Let us meet once more. Síle de Tansarville, mistress of magic.
Thanedd. A turning point in history. The Council and Conclave ceased to exist. Mages lost their posts as advisors to monarchs... There was bloodshed. Who were the heroes and who the traitors - that remains unknown to this day.
Mages and sorceresses, beautiful, educated, enduring and powerful. I remember the smiles, all insincere. The masks of courtesy concealing disdain, hatred and greed…
The air was thick with intrigue. Political assassinations, secret deals, coups, master spies and petty informers. All doused in the juice of Zerrikanian lemons, brought in fresh through a teleport…
And a woman in black and white. The scent of elderberry and gooseberry.
Yennefer... Yen.
They envied me. Ordinary human envy.
At Loredo's, I had a memory flash…
When I saw you, I had a strange vision. Perhaps a memory…
You were in my vision. Sitting at a mirror…
And what happened next?
A banquet. Mages… Sorceresses… A sense of danger… defeat… And a woman named… Yennefer…
That's no vision, but a memory of a dream. Mirrors and blood - symbolism typical of nightmares.
Who's Yennefer?
A sorceress. A spy for the Black Ones in those times, or so they say. But at Thanedd, everyone feared each other, was suspicious. Thus the massacre. I don't know what happened to her afterwards.
You were there...
No. I have no interest in politics.
Why did seeing Sile bring back Yennefer? What is the connection between Sile and me? I need to remember.
Triss knows the answer. Enough of this playing cat and mouse. I need to choose a moment and press her, before she squirms her way out again.
Vizima I remember well, living with Triss, too… It's the distant past that's the problem.
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