[h2][center]Geralt of Rivia[/center][/h2]
[center]Eryth Sea-> Edge of the Blue[/center]
[center]Lvl 5 (63/50) -> Lvl 5 (64/50) [/center]
[center]Word Count: 233 words[/center]

Geralt sighed and shook his head when the Cadet told him to back off. That...didn't quite go as expected. He actually felt a little bad about the obvious effect his words had on Sakura, and he frowned sadly before moving away from her and boarding the ship, lost in though. He'd overheard the captain praising his ship, and he smirked a bit. The man reminded him of a Skelliger, boasting about his adventures and the fierce enemies he'd fought. It made him nostalgic for the archipelago. 

The Witcher took a moment to get his balance as the ship suddenly began moving, ropes pulling themselves and the wood itself seeming to breathe. "What in the...?" He murmured, looking around, only to witness Sakura going over the edge. "Dammit!" Geralt cursed, running to the edge of the boat, and breathing a sigh of relief when he saw her surface and look up. Shaking his head with a laugh, he looked about for a rope and tossed a length of it over the edge for the girl. "Can't say I expected that..." He complained as he easily hauled her up, enhanced muscles straining minimally to pull the girl up the side of the ship. 

"Always something weirder with every new world I end up in..." He muttered. Dragons, living ships, floating islands, a world that replenished itself every week? He couldn't imagine what would be next.