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Ciri's Misadventures	By : nitchgut Category: +S through Z > Witcher 3: Wild Hunt Views: 124178 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 6
Disclaimer: Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction.I do not own The Witcher, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Drowned part 2 (MF, oral, anal, monster)

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not own or claim ownership of or make any profit off of any of the characters or other elements contained within the story.

Author’s Notes: Again no beta and I am pretty terrible at self editing so please forgive all the terrible mistakes I have missed. =)
I have two other ideas in the works for Ciri but this semi sequel to the previous chapter Drowned was requested so I decided to finish this one up first. Hope you enjoy.

"Harder!" Ciri moaned shifting her hips and lifting her body to try to meet the man on top of her.
His hips drove into her own, crushing her ass down against the rough wood floor of the cheap tavern room she was in. Her shirt caught underneath her pulling tightly against her breasts as she tried to scoot forward to help the man drive his cock deeper inside her aching body. She reached up clawing at his back trying to give herself more leverage. She was desperate and needy and whimpered as she was fucked.

His breath smelt like ale, his clothes smelt like the ocean and he had one bad eye that was clouded over milky white but his cock was thick and hard and that was all that mattered.

Ciri gasped and gave up her futile attempts to match the man's thrusts. Instead she fell back onto the floor and spread her legs wider. The man held onto one thigh, dirty grime covered fingers digging almost painfully into her flesh. The other hand was planted firmly on the floor beside her head bracing himself. He grunted through tightly clenched yellow teeth. Each time he drove himself into her, drilling his cock into her aching cunt, spurts of ale tainted breath and hints of spit splattered Ciri’s face.

Ciri looked down between them as his cock slipped from her cunt. She bit her lip as watched and felt the thick member, visibly slick with her juices, push back inside her needy body. She shuddered as her lower stomach bulged and she felt her muscles stretch and squeeze tightly around him. Even with how wet she was, how incredibly turned on and willing it still almost hurt as her body strained to accommodate him.

The feeling of being filled sent pleasurable waves up her spine and made her head spin. The feeling of being fucked hard and rough on a dirty floor in a rundown tavern, being used by a man she didn't even know made her stomach flutter. But it wasn't enough, she needed more.

Ciri grabbed the arm that was planted beside her head and pulled it towards her neck wrapping it around her throat. She stared up at the much older man until she caught his eye.

"Choke me," Ciri whispered softly and whimpered in ecstasy as she felt his fingers tighten around her windpipe.

She was close now, so damned closed. The man's gut grinded against her toned stomach. His rough hairy skin rubbing against her own smooth soft flesh and his hard cock drove deeply into her. His balls slapped against her ass making the beautiful young woman's body tighten up around him massaging and milking his cock.

Just a little more. Ciri held onto the man's hand and tried to tighten his grip. "Fuck me," she moaned demandingly wishing he would do more, wishing he would hurt her.
Then she felt him shudder then stop. He pulled out suddenly and she felt empty without him buried inside her.

"No," Ciri moaned helplessly, "inside me," but it was too late as she watched as his cock twitched then throb. A stream of his cum spurting out over her bare stomach. Coating her abs with his seed. Another squirt and another string painted her thigh and the man was spent.

Ciri's body went slack and she let out a frustrated groan. Her chest heaved and she laid there, legs spread wide, her cunt still aching, still dripping with the proof of her need.

She stared at the ceiling then to the bed. They hadn't even made it to the bed. She glanced at the man who was sitting at her feet leaning against the wall. The man she had chosen. The man that had failed her.

Ciri closed her legs and rolled to her side looking for her leather pants. She glanced back at the man. "Leave,"

"But this is my room," The out of breath man replied.

Ciri let out another groan. This wasn’t her, she was losing it. Ever since that night she had been spiraling out of control finding herself in one sordid encounter after another, desperately searching for something she couldn’t find. Slipping on her pants she swatted the man's hands away as he approached. She looked down at her stomach before grabbing the blanket off the bed to clean up the mess he had made before she quickly left the room.

She ignored the few glances she received as she came down the stairs into the main hall of the tavern and continued walking until she was outside and standing in the pouring rain. As much as she hated the rain it felt cool and refreshing against her overheated skin. She gave another heavy sigh and started to walk through the dark muddy streets.

There was a reason she had come to Oxenfurt and it wasn't to get fucked by a fisherman in a seedy tavern near the docks. She turned left following a sign pointing her towards the Academy.

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There was a single older man sitting behind a large desk reading scrolls that glanced at Ciri as she walked in. Ciri looked around, behind the desk to the right she could see hallway that led to a large room filled with books. The famed Academy library, the reason for visit. She moved only to be stopped by a stern look and cough from the man behind the desk.

"The library is closed to the public."

Ciri narrowed her eyes at the old man. "I thought-"

"Public admittance is limited to daylight hours." the man quickly dismissed her.

"I just need-"

"You need to return tomorrow morning." The man interrupted her. "Early if you seek admittance. Admission for non-Academy members is limited to a small number of visitors each day." The man looked Ciri up and down. Her white blouse was soaked her leather pants clung to her shapely legs and with the sword on her back she looked more like a bandit than an academic.

"And don't bother coming back if you cannot read."

"I can read," Ciri replied rolling her eyes. She moved towards the desk watching as the older man eyes followed her sword.

"Look Mister..." Ciri let the question hang for a moment hoping the man would be willing to talk.

"High Custodian Alaric,"

Ciri smiled back at him "High Custodian Alaric," she began, "You see this is a grave importance, I'm trained as a witcher and am hunting a dangerous beast and need to do research in your library. So could you please."

That seemed to get his attention as he finally put down the scroll he was reading and gave Ciri a closer look. His eyes narrowed as his gaze drifted down her body, taking his time to linger on the way the material of her blouse clung tightly to the curve of her chest.

"Can't say I have ever heard of any female witchers." Alaric replied his eyes finally lifting to meet Ciri's, "From what I understand the female form is too weak to survive the magic and mutations those freaks go through."

Ciri clenched her teeth

"I'm sorry miss but the Academy has rules and the rules must be followed. No admittance after dark. Only criminals and whores are out at this hour and they have no need or respect for the knowledge contained within these halls."

"I'm not a criminal,"

Alaric's brow rose at her omission.

"Or a whore," Ciri spat. She walked away from the desk in frustration. Then turned back to look at him.

"How much to get inside," she asked and reached the bag of coins hanging from her belt.

"As a man of the Academy I won't accept a bribe," he replied arrogantly.

Ciri fumed but noticed the man's eyes drift down to her ass. She turned to fully face him and licked her lips, her heart suddenly beating a mile a minute. Maybe this one could do what the stupid fisherman couldn't.

Slowly, deliberately she dropped her coin purse to hang on her hip and raised her hand to her breasts, letting her fingers gently trace the outline of her bra before she undid one more button. She could see the High Custodians jaw clench as he watched the simple motion.

"How much to get inside?" Ciri asked again.

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Ciri bobbed her head moaning around his cock as her tongue massaged the underside of his head. She looked up at the librarian. Her green eyes locking onto his as she slid her mouth up and down his shaft.

One hand cupped his balls gently massaging the man hoping to speed up his release. The other held tightly onto the back of his thigh letting her better force his cock down her throat.

"Oh my," The librarian moaned as Ciri's expert mouth suckled on his engorged member. He leaned his head back hitting the bookcase he was standing against with a thud but he didn't care.

Ciri shifted on her knees and closed her eyes and got to work suckling on the man's member. Criminals and whores she thought. Maybe she was a whore. The salty taste of the man's cock turned her on to no end. And ever since her encounter with that damned drowner a month ago she had been acting like one.

The custodians hand dug into her ashen hair as she worked his cock. Slurping sloppily on his member she let the drool spill from the corners of her mouth onto her chin. She relaxed her throat letting him hit the back of her throat. She gagged. The muscles of her neck spasming around his cock. She held him there buried deep in her throat as long as she dared, tears springing to her eyes before pulling back dragging her tongue against the underside of his shaft.
She pulled back popping his cock from her mouth and glanced up at the man before wrapping her lips around the tip of his cock. Surrounding his head, she swirled her tongue against the sensitive glands earning another groan and a tightening of his fingers in her hair.

As much as Ciri hated to admit it she had gotten quite good at pleasing men with her mouth and she knew he wouldn't last much longer.

The groaned and his fingers dug into her scalp. She was going to swallow his load but he pulled her head back and not wanting him to go back on his word she let him. He was slow enough that the first throb of cum splashed against the top of her mouth but his cock was free and a second wad landed on her cheek.

He groaned satisfied and let go of her head and Ciri quickly leaned forward taking the tip of his cock back into her mouth. Her tongue swirled around his head and she was reward with a third smaller shot of cum which she quickly swallowed.

She pulled back from the softening cock and looked up at him. She reached up to wipe her cheek

"Don't" Alaric said out of breath. "leave it," he said with a perverted grin. "The books are this way."
Ciri stood, her cheek twitching slightly as she felt the warm liquid on her flesh. She followed.
The library was huge, every wall lined with books, three stories high. Rows of bookshelves and cabinets of scrolls everywhere.

"Bestiary, " Alaric said pointing to two large bookshelves. He pointed to the left, "Pre- conjunction," then to the right "post."

He took a few steps forward before pointing to a large desk. "You can do your research here, if you try to leave with any Library property you won't make it out of the academy gates before the guards find you. And trust me you don’t want that."

Ciri nodded "I'm not a thief," she muttered as she looked over the books. It wasn't her first time in a library and she quickly found what she wanted. She grabbed a book then two others before bringing them back to the large desk.

She felt a hand on her back and turned to see Alaric standing there. He pushed her forward bending her over the desk. Ciri didn't resist as she was pushed over the desk. He pinned her down, her breasts squeezed between her body and the sturdy wood table. She closed her eyes and whimpered as she felt him step closer to her. His legs almost touching hers.

"I already sucked you off." Ciri said softly as she turned her head to look back at him.
"You're mouth was price of admission." Alaric said licking his lips. "There is another charge to read the books." His hand slid up her leather clad ass then reached around and began to untie her pants.

"Then do it," Ciri whispered.

He tugged her pants down and Ciri felt a sudden shame when she realized how wet she was. She knew how men thought, how they looked at her, what they truly wanted when they saw her and from the moment he had first refused her entry she had hoped this would happen. The idea of selling her body to be used by a man she didn’t know saw fit excited her to no end.

Ciri whimpered as she felt his hand trace the curve of her behind then couldn't help but moan as she felt his cock slip between the cheeks of her ass sliding over her until it rubbed up against her aching slit.

She didn't wait for him, instead she pushed backwards shuddering as the delicious first inch of his member entered her swollen sex. Her cunt gripped him like a vice and he groaned in pleasure.

"Criminals and Whores," Alaric said emphasizing the whore and thrust forward driving the length of him inside Ciri's firm body.

"Gods!," Ciri purred as the man's cock filled her. She spread her legs as best she could with her pants still around her knees. "Ahh," she moaned as he thrust into her. Her legs crushed up against the large desk. Her moans of pleasure filled the room.

"Fuck me." Ciri moaned arching her back and pushing back against him. Alaric did his best grunting as his hips moved back and forth. He reached forward entangling his hand in the bun on Ciri's head holding tight as he pulled her back forcing her to bend her back and lift her ass as her body twisted at an almost painful angle.

"Please," Ciri begged panting.

He wasn't sure if she was sweating or it was just what was left over from the rainstorm outside but her skin glowed in the candle light. He could see the taunt muscles of her back tense and relax as he fucked her.

She was fitter than the normal whores he paid for. Her body tanned and taunt. She had said she was a witcher, a monster hunter and maybe she was telling the truth and the years of fighting and training had honed her body into the perfect little fuck toy.

Alaric grinned at the thought. The idea of him taking this warrior woman over the desk.
"Do you like that Witcher bitch? Do you like getting fucked like a little whore"?"
"Mhhnbn," only moans escaped Ciri's lips as her breathing had become ragged. His cock slamming into her was driving her wild. Her body ached for this. Her body needed this. The proof of that was running down her inner thigh.

"Tell me," the librarian custodian demanded.

"I love it," Ciri whimpered. Ciri reached forward holding onto the edge of the table as her was taken hard from behind. "I'm your little whore, use me."

He reached around her. Finding the sensitive bundle of flesh between her legs and as soon as he touched it Ciri screamed Her body jerking back against him with a powerful shudder.

"Gahh," Ciri cried as she came violently her cunt spasming around his cock.

Alaric groaned in return as the well trained body clenched tightly around him. Ciri leaned back gasping reaching behind her to hang onto his hips as he desperately drove himself deeper into her before he came. Emptying his seed inside her womb.

"Fuck," Ciri groaned as she fell forward with a thud her head landing on the books she had taken of the shelf.

His cock slipped from her and she whimpered softly with disappointment her mind flashing back to a month ago to when that creature's cock had slipped from her body.

Ciri turned her head watching as the Librarian pulled his cock back under his cloaks. His face was red and sweaty.

He motioned forward, "Do you business then," gesturing towards the books. Ciri watched wordlessly as he left to return to his front desk.

She sighed heavily feeling his cum drip from her cunt. She reached down and pulled her pants up shuddering of the feeling of the dampness between her legs. She would deal with that later, she had come here for a reason.

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Everything the library had on Drowners were in the books she had taken from the shelves. Diet, behaviors, history. A man in Skellige was actually trying to track population growth and migration routes of the dimwitted beasts.
There were detailed sketches of their anatomy and suggestions on the best ways to hunt and kill the beasts. Ciri found what she had wanted in the second book and made notes before closing it.

She opened the last book and quickly skimmed its contents. Detailed information on the beast of the of Northern Realms. Werewolves, giant insects, chorts and trolls the list went on. She bit her lip and glanced back towards the entrance before she stealthily tore a few choice pages from the book, folding them and shoving them into her boot.

She closed the books and returned them to the shelves. She gave a quick glance to Alaric as she left. He watched her go but remained silent as she left the Academy.

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Ciri stood overlooking the small lake. It was pristine, cold and clear. Other than a long-abandoned stone tower on the southern coast there was not a single trace of another human being for miles. She had made sure of that. It was a four days ride from the closest village and she had camped for two nights watching for campfires, looking for trails or any kind of intelligent life before she had felt at ease and was confident she was alone.

It had cost her too much gold to gather her supplies, and it took and half a day to prepare the abandoned guard tower for her needs.

There was a small group of drowners on the east side of the lake and with what she had learned from the Library in Oxenfurt it was easy to lure one of them away from its group. The mixture of rotting fish and wild berries had the desired effect of an unconscious beast.

She had fought Wyverns, even a Bruxa once but they didn't compare. Her heart pounded in her chest as she roped the chain around the scaly neck of the drowner. The gag in its mouth covered its razor sharp teeth. She held her breath as she attached the padded gloves around its claws and feet then stepped back and watch as the drowner began to stir.

She licked her lips as her stomach did somersaults. She couldn't believe she was doing this. If anyone found out... she pushed the thoughts aside. That didn't matter.

It had been thirty two days since she had been taken by one of these things. Raped. Fucked until she came moaning like a tavern whore. Thirty two nights of constant dreams of it happening to her again and again. An aching itch in her belly that couldn't be scratched no matter how hard she had she tried.

She had fucked her way up the coast. In taverns and inns and even in a church once. She had let a group of bandits think she was a helpless lost damsel. She had let them take her. Use her like a whore for three days straight. Her cunt, her mouth, her ass. She had been fucked more in those three days and in more ways than she could count but still she couldn't get the disgusting thought of the drowner out of her head. The taste of its cum on her lips, the sound it made as it rutted into her, the way it's slimy scaly cock invaded her body. The despair and humiliation she had felt when the monster made her climax had haunted her.

Something had to be done before she lost her mind.

She took the bucket of water and dumped it on the creature.

It jerked alive. It's glossy eyes darting around the room. It growled through its gag then leaped forward with surprising speed towards Ciri only to clothesline itself on the chain secured tightly to its neck.

It stood back up and did it again. Drowners weren't known for their intelligence.

Ciri stepped forward and took a deep breath. The drowner clawed at her but the well-padded and reinforced gloves she had fastened to its hands made the attack harmless bounce off her shoulders.

She couldn't have the stupid thing flailing around so much.

The chain around its neck ran down through a loop she had nailed to the ground then up and around making it easy for her to pull on it and force the drowner down to the ground. She kept pulling fighting against the beast as it tugged back. But it was weakened by the cocktail of berries and herbs she had fed it and it eventually found its neck pinned to the floor.

Ciri gulped still not quite believing she was going to do this. She looked around. The small brick tower had a ground floor with enough room for a small table for a number of men to eat at. The table was gone and she had set up a fire in a far corner and barred the door and shuttered the windows.

She was sure no one was within a days ride of this place but she wasn't going to risk it.

She stepped forward and undid the laces on her leather pants, her hands trembling as she did so. The pants came off slowly as she bent over baring her sex to the monster.
She knelt beside the drowner avoiding a flailing kick before grabbing its thigh and pinning it down.

Her heart pounded in her chest. She could hear it in her ears. Feel it throb between her legs.
Her hand moved up finding the sheath between its legs where the monsters cock was hidden and protected. She held her breath as she began to stroke the fleshy mass until she felt it swell.
It was slimy and greenish grey. She stroked it as best she could as the drowner kicked and jerked.

"Come on," Ciri said frustrated when she realized it wasn't working. "Calm down," she yelled at creature.

She reached down between her legs and slid her fingers inside her before rubbing them against the drowners mouth and nose hoping it would awake some kind of primal instinct. Instead it kicked harder its hands smacking harmlessly against Ciri's arm and head.

She hadn't come this far, done this much for nothing.

So Ciri swallowed whatever decency and pride she had left and leaned down and brushed her lips over the monster's cock.

The drowner stopped nearly immediately.

He tasted like the sea, salty and bitter but not entirely terrible. Ciri swirled her tongue around the pointed head the cock and was rewarded with a soft grunt and the feeling of the member swelling with blood.

She licked him groaning as she moved to better position herself as she took more of his hardening length into her mouth. She looked up with her green eyes watching as the Drowner stared back at her. He was probably more confused than anything but she didn’t care.

Her head popped off his cock and she smiled up at the creature before spitting onto his dick.
She sat back onto the bedding she had made and let the chain go slack.

The downer pounced.

Ciri fell back. the downer jumping on top of her, reactively she grabbed its head as it lurched forward trying to dig its teeth into her throat. Its hands failing to grip at anything it flailed wildly against her.

It's cocked slapped against her inner thigh then against Ciri's stomach making her gasp as she struggled to control the wild monster. She grabbed onto its throat and reacted by hitting her across the face as hard as it could. Even with the padded gloves the hard punch still stunned her for a moment.

Again the downer lunched forward going for her neck but Ciri shifted letting the drowners gagged mouth land to her left. She put her arm over its head pinning it to the bedding as she lifted her thighs and wrapped her legs around the creature's waist.

She shifted her hips until she felt its cock slip against the wet opening of her cunt. The drowners killer instinct was quickly replaced with something else as this time it lurched it's hips forward.

Ciri could have sworn she saw stars in as the drowners animalistic monster cock plunged nearly its full length into her.How many days had she dreamt of this moment. I long satisfied moan escaped Ciri's lips as she was filled.

The drowner pulled out and Ciri protested moaning before she was rewarded for her whorishness when the drowner pushed back in burying his entire length into her body.

"Yess,' she purred and let the monster's head go loose.

It grunted, it slobbered drool around it's gag and all over Ciri's face as it began to quickly rut into her. Fast strong hectic movements as it moved purely on instinct.

Ciri cried out with every thrust. With every touch of its scaly wet skin. Every time the creatures testicles slapped against as her ass as it's cock bottomed out into her cunt she moaned out in primal pleasure.

Ciri was overwhelmed with the disgusting, humiliating pleasure of being fucked by a beast.

"Fuckme," she moaned knowing it wouldn't understand her. She looked at the drowners face. Its eyes soulless staring ahead as it did what nature intended it to do. It was nothing more than a beast and animal.

Ciri moaned again and reached down trying to slow the monster. She didn't want it to end so quickly. She had worked too hard for it to finish so quickly. She deserved so much more, she wanted to be used like the beast in the swamp had used her. She wanted to be fucked like a beast. The animal fucking her should fuck her like one.

She waited till it pulled back and moved her hips ever so slightly until its cock slipped from her cunt. The drowner still moved forward dragging its shaft against her slit and over her clit.
Ciri shuddered at the new feeling but she wanted something else.

She rolled underneath and got onto her stomach arching her back offering herself to the monster.

It knew what to do as it quickly lined its cock up against her slit again and pushed forward.
Being fucked like an animal made her moan like one as her body was filled with the cock she had been craving for so many nights. But then the stupid creature slipped out again and Ciri cried out in protest as its cock slipped up between her ass crack.

"Come on," she whimpered shifting her behind hoping to help it find its spot.

It pressed against the small tight opening of her ass and Ciri moaned in protest but the Drowner paid no mind and pushed forward.

Ciri screamed as searing hot pain shot up her spine as the drowner impaled her ass with its cock.

"Fuck!" Ciri cried out her body falling forward onto the mattress her sight going blurry for a moment. She gripped the bed spread she had put down her arms trembling as the drowner didn't stop thrusting into her ass again and again.

"Ohgod, Fuck, ohhh," Ciri moaned tears springing to her eyes as the monster took her hard and fast. Her ass cheeks bounced and shook with each thrust. Ciri reached around trying to slow him down he the drowner was relentlessly fucking her as hard as it could.

He had found a new tighter hole and he was going to fuck it

Her legs spread wide the pain so great she couldn't bring herself to move as she moaned helplessly as it took her ass. Her head pressed into the pillow her body lurching forward with every move.

The drowners balls slapped against her aching cunt, its cock forcing her asshole wide open. Ciri whimpered with each movement. Each of her senses dulling to the pain the invasion had caused. Each time it drove itself fully into her and its balls rubbed against her a spark of pleasure warmed her belly.

Each time it moved her moans of pain were slowly replaced by moans of pleasure and Ciri began to push back against the invading cock. She slipped a hand between her legs dipping her fingers into her swollen cunt before pulling them out to tease the sensitive bundle of nerves between her legs.

The drowner was lost in its work. Endless pounding away, grunting with each thrust.
That sick grunting, wet and gargling. That and the sound of its body slapping against her own filled her ears. She couldn't hear anything but it's fucking her. She couldn't feel anything but it fucking her.

Ciri's eyes rolled back in her head as her body began to shudder unrelentingly as the pleasure and relief that had been building for a month began to release.
It was all worth it, she thought before she lost herself to her climax. Her mouth hung open agape in a silent cry of pleasure as she came. Her ass clenching tightly down around the drowners cock. Her cunt squeezing her fingers and flooding them with the warmth and her juices.

She could barely feel the drowner behind her as its cock throbbed. The added pleasure of her body spasming around him sending it over the edge.

She cried out gasping as the felt the drowner fall away from her. Its cock leaving her ass empty and gaping. Her body still shook as she held her behind up arching her ass into the air as her muscles spasmed.

Her arms curled up around her head and she buried her face in her pillow and screamed out in ecstasy before falling down flat sweaty, bruised and exhausted. She could feel the warm cum of the drowner seep from her asshole as she tried to catch her breath. She couldn't wipe the grin off her face as she looked over to where the drowner was huddled into the corner. She was one sick lady.

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She had fucked the drowner three more times before she had let it go. By the time she was done with it had just felt wrong to simply kill the beast and besides there was no one here for it to hurt.

She had tied it down and rode it to completion. Effective as she had came hard and fast but it didn't have the same effect as letting the monster take control. She had laid down and let it fuck her mouth like it had did her ass. Nearly choking her unconscious in the process as it emptied its seed into her stomach. After that she had gone back to the tried and true, letting it use her cunt as she bent over like an animal in heat.

It had been a good day and night. A sick and perverted one she would never speak of but never forget. She winced slightly as rode slowly out of the valley giving the lake where the drowner lived one last glance before leaving it. She had to wonder if she came back if it would remember her. Maybe she would find out.

But first, she pulled the pages she had stolen from the Oxenfurt Library. On them were detailed sketches of the anatomy of a number of monsters. Werewolves, Chorts, Giant Centipedes. Her heart fluttered slightly reading the next page 'The mating habits of the northern monsters and beasts," She read further noting the author's name. A professor at Oxenfurt. Maybe she would return to the town and offer to help with his research.
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