It was our good fortune that Yennefer of Vengerberg happened to be staying in a nearby village. Clearly, the help of an expert in magic arcana would be needed. I acted, the witcher told me later, as though under the influence of some curse.
Geralt was able to drive him off, but I was left in a sorry state. Before I could get to three, however, the djinn – irritated, I now see in hindsight, at being issued demands so soon after waking – started to throttle me. Without giving it much thought I set about proclaiming my wishes. Oblivious to my friend's warnings, I opened it – and in doing so freed a powerful djinn. No bites were to be had, but we did not leave empty-handed – my hook snagged quite a lovely little pot. It all began when Geralt and I were feeling a bit peckish and, unburdened by heavy coin purses, decided to fish our supper out of a lake. Indeed, had I not witnessed these events personally, I would never believe that that was room in our grim and and dark world for such fantastic marvels. The history of their first encounter is so extraordinary, so romantic and moving, that it would be a veritable crime to hide its light under a bushel. As a man both cautious and discreet in nature, I refuse to betray their secrets – with one important exception. It is thus no wonder that no matter where I travel, be it ice-bound Poviss or ever green Toussaint, everyone asks me about the passions that bind Geralt the sorceress Yennefer of Vengerberg. Journal entry Three things are required for human life to be sustained – food, drink, and gossip.
10 The Last Wish is a book in The Witcher 3: Wild Hunt.
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