vestige network.

[ Over time, Geralt picked up a few things about the network from watching Jaskier use it. That doesn't mean getting this to work is easy. But now that there haven't been any spirits or creatures distracting him for a week or so, he's starting to get the hang of it. A part of him is rather annoyed and bitter at feeling like he has to, but he has to admit that the idea of instantly contacting all of his fellow prisoners and hopefully finding answers without needing to hunt people down is very attractive.

So here he is, in his room in his cabin, staring down at the phone like it might tell him whether this is recording more clearly if he just looks scary enough. It doesn't.

He clears his throat. ]

Found something in the swamp that I don't recognise.

[ Hopefully it's working and he's not just talking to himself. Like it's not what he does most of the time. He talks to his horse, ok.

It takes a little bit of fumbling, but he manages to turn the video towards the shotgun leaning against the foot of the bed. ]

Anyone who can tell me what it is?

[ That's it. That's all he's going to say. Introduction? Nah. ]