My Version of Witcher 3 Opening
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EnglishVoice Age
Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
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I see you gather the form hungry, Terrified Kal ach ing your baby to your breast. Emperor Amir has marched his legions into our lands Late ch teau every fortunes from here to the blue mountains of rabid and ravenous. He bites and bites away, man Off the north you stand at the precipice. Your kings have failed you. So now you turn to the guts and yet you do not plead. You do not need to dust your husband Ash. Instead you veil, Why have the guts forsaken us? We must look into the trials we fail long ago in the time passed our world intertwined with another through on upheavals called called the conjunction off the same fears The gods loved unholy forces to slip into our domain. The gossiping off that cataclysm was the nefarious force called magic. Yet we did not banish it, instead studying the wild arcane for our own power and wealth and the masters at our door the unholy relates off this conjuction the trolls, the corpse eaters the variables that we razors works against them or have the late it is burning on others on so called riches Straight Children taught the ways of false surgery. Their bodies mutated through blossom Miss ritual sent to fight monsters Though they could not distinguish good from evil the flicker of humanity long extinguished between them. Yes, the numbers have dwindled through the years, but a few stir Roma lands offering their bloody war for coin. To this day, they shame us with their very existence. The North bleeds flocked by war. The battles are the gods whip the statements for since and let us not forget to terrorists the scourges from beyond our world. The wild hunt writes the sky With every full moon the dark Raiders abduct our Children to lands unknown. Some say they herald the second conjuction can reach out the cools back into the light. Well, we find the strength to banish the mates from our kingdoms. Unite around the warm off the eternal fire. Nice! The time off The sporting ox. None will fight this war in our stat. Ni is the time off madness. And this time