The Legend of Yennefer: Chapter 6
The Legend of Yennefer: Chapter 6
Written by - TheFoxBride
“Be gone witcher, I do not desire, nor need, to be saved.”
A rampaging djinn took over the town of Rinde; it’s fury had obliterated half of the town square. Yennefer spent the better part of the day unsuccessfully attempting to rein it in and acquire its immense power.
Geralt entered through a portal and crashed into the wall, landing on shattered glass and splintered wood. “I’m here to save you!” he repeated.
“Save yourself,” she scoffed. “I cannot master or weaken him. He appears to be getting stronger, but I will have him. Now get out of here!”
Before the witcher had a chance to heed the warning, the roof began to twist and turn into a shapeless mouth. That was new to the sorceress, but she quickly deduced it to be the djinn’s. She turned on her heels and shouted an incantation that released a bolt of flashing energy at her foe. It had little effect as long gangly paws sprouted from the being and slashed at Yennefer’s throat. She fell to the floor, but not from the djinn’s attack. It was the witcher who shoved her aside and was now on top, shielding her from harm.
The monster roared, but stopped. It hung in the air with a sinister aura and barked what appeared to be a command, but Yennefer could not make it out.
“You need to leave, NOW!” she ordered and pointed at a newly conjured portal of her creation.
“Not without you,” Geralt deftly responded. He grabbed ahold of her tightly and together they fell through the opening as they caught a final glimpse of the stampeding djinn.
They sank into the abyss and soon slid across the pristine marble floor of a grand ballroom. A dozen or so richly dressed individuals looked upon them in stunned silence.
Yen climbed to her knees. “You idiot, I nearly had him!” Sparks danced from her palms as her words echoed throughout the hall.
“Are you mad? I saved your life, you dumb witch.” Geralt poked his head up and wiped away a trickle of blood that oozed down his face.
A sharply dressed chamberlain stood over them and gawked. “Your invitations, please.”
Despite their current animosity, both the witcher and sorceress responded together. “Screw off!”
The half opened eyes of the chamberlain now burst wide in a shocked expression. “This is most scandalous, I will be writing a letter to the Council-”
Before he could finish, Yennefer jumped into the fading portal, followed closely by the witcher. The destination was a tavern back in Rinde and after materializing just below the ceiling, they dropped and crashed into the unyielding ground below.
After a few choice words and jabs at each other, Geralt shouted out the truth. That he was the master of the djinn and there was no way she could control it. Not without him making a final wish.
“Congratulations, your deception has worked, Geralt. But you underestimate me, and my power. Now make your last wish so I end this!”
“Yennefer,” he pleaded. “You do not have the strength left to fight.” His words were soft and rang true to her ears.
But, the sorceress was not privy to men questioning her mettle. She looked up through a hole in the roof and spotted the djinn cascading across the sky. “I have not yet begun to fight.” She grabbed Geralt and glared at him, her violet eyes as piercing as ever. “Make your final wish, you can have anything you desire.”
The djinn spotted them and began to tear away at the boards that propped up the building. Yennefer tugged hard at the witcher’s torn jerkin and screamed. “Now use it!”
“Well, what did he say to her?” A forceful voice rose from the crowd as Nimue sloshed a fruity red wine through her teeth.
“There aren’t enough sages or oneiromancers on the Continent that would be able to answer that. But, you focus on the wrong details. You cannot see the forest for the trees. It matters little what Geralt wished for, his exact words, or meaning. Remember, truth is but an illusion, it’s the facts that matter. The truth of this is whatever you choose to believe, but the facts are this encounter with the djinn is what brought the witcher and sorceress together. An unbreakable bond was formed in this moment, a bond that would eventually entangle them with a golden dragon.”
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Lionhart is an English streamer who has been playing Gwent since Closed Beta. Having been an avid Witcher 3 fan, inevitably he succumbed to the temptation of Gwent having previously played Hearthstone. After taking a break from streaming for 18 months, Lionhart has returned to a daily stream schedule of Gwent with the aim of steadily improve his placements as well as co-hosting the Out Of Focus talkshow. The streams are welcoming for new players and seasoned veterans.
TheFoxBride is an American who has been playing Gwent since becoming obsessed with The Witcher universe, primarily the books. With a degree in history, it was a natural fit to fall in love with the medieval fantasy world that is brimming with subtlety. This led to starting multiple podcasts that cover the games, show, and books, all with an emphasis on insight you would not find anywhere else. Within the team, he aims to showcase the personalities of fellow teammates and give the audience an appreciation of the creator behind the content. Whenever he is not busy writing fantasy, working out, or watching/playing sports, you can catch weekly streams where he and his fiancee play Gwent, and talk way too much about Disney movies.