Ведьмак: Кровь эльфов

           Vesemirwastheonlywitcherleftfromthepreviousgeneration,andhewasonlyafencinginstructor.TheLaboratorium,hiddeninthevaultsofKaerMorhen,withitsdustydemi-johnsofelixirs,thealembics,ovensandretorts...Noneofthewitchersknewhowtousethem.Themutagenicelixirshadbeenconcoctedbysomerenegadewizardinthedistantpastandthenperfectedovertheyearsbythewizard’ssuccessors,whohad,overtheyears,magicallycontrolledtheprocessofChangestowhichchildrenweresubjected.Andatavitalmomentthechainhadsnapped.Therewasnomoremagicalknowledgeorpower.ThewitchershadtheherbsandGrasses,theyhadtheLaboratorium.Theyknewtherecipe.Buttheyhadnowizard.

           Whoknows,shethought,perhapstheyhavetried?Havetheygivenchildrenconcoctionspreparedwithouttheuseofmagic?

           Sheshudderedatthethoughtofwhatmighthavehappenedtothosechildren.

           Andnowtheywanttomutatethegirlbutcan’t.Andthatmightmean...Theymayaskmetohelp.AndthenI’llseesomethingnolivingwizardhasseen,I’lllearnsomethingnolivingwizardhaslearned.TheirfamousGrassesandherbs,thesecretviruscultures,therenowned,mysteriousrecipes...

           AndIwillbetheonetogivethechildanumberofelixirs,whowillwatchtheChangesofmutation,whowillwatch,withmyowneyes...

           Watchtheashen-hairedchilddie.

           Oh,no.Trissshudderedagain.Never.Notatsuchaprice.

           Besides,shethought,I’veprobablygotexcitedtoosoonagain.That’sprobablynotwhatthisisabout.