[h2][center]Geralt of Rivia[/center][/h2]
[center]Eryth Sea-> Edge of the Blue[/center]
[center]Lvl 5 (67/50) -> Lvl 5 (68/50) [/center]
[center]Word Count: 337 words[/center]

Geralt nodded at Kamek's response. [i]That's what I'm worried about...[/i] He mused, before following the mage's lead and letting the conversation end.

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Geralt was not prepared for this. Sure, Novigrad could be busy, but the sheer volume of activity in Hawker's Alley made him shake his head. The place was filled to the brim with different things to buy. From tiny critters to suits of armor, Geralt could was sure he could spend a day and night in here and still not see everything there was to offer. He didn't exactly have a lot to his name at the moment, though there were a few things he could probably sell off to get a bit of extra coin. The most obvious was that helmet. He didn't suppose the others were the type to use that sort of thing, especially not with the gaudy fringe on the top. 

Heading to the market board, where he'd seen others selling miscellaneous merchandise, Geralt offered the helmet for sale. Not having a perfect frame of reference for how much things were worth here, he let it go for 71 gil. It was one of the many types of currency he'd seen around, and frankly, it all seemed to be handled identically to him. 

Now a bit richer, he set about finding an alchemist he could purchase the necessary ingredients from, a small sigh on his lips. The path of a Witcher could certainly be lucrative, but his monetary luck had been rather poor since he'd appeared in this strange world. It certainly didn't help that half the quests he took offered non-monetary payment. 

Still, after a look, Geralt found himself the owner of enough reagents to make another batch of grapeshot bombs, which he set about doing nearly immediately. 

It only cost most of what he had. Still, it was probably worth it to be properly prepared. 

His business taken care of, the Witcher made his way to Bulkwark Hall, ready to meet up with the others and get going.