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Out of the Frying Pan, Into the Fire

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Treasure hunt
"Out of the Frying Pan, Into the Fire"
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Details
Type
Treasure hunt
Suggested level
None
Location(s)
Mowshurst
Region(s)
Velen
Source
Finding the crumpled notes and key to treasure chest
Reward
Mag Deira cuirass
Axeman's trousers
Dwarven spirit
Rivian kriek

Journal entry[edit | edit source]

While passing through a burned-down village, Geralt came across a body. After indulging in his bizarre habit of searching every rotting corpse that crosses his path, he found the departed individual has been carrying a set of notes written in a very unsteady hand. Figuring these might be the dying man's last words, Geralt decided to read them closely...
Soldiers have come. Whether ours or there's [sic] – don't know. Don't really matter anymore. I heard them riding down the road. Hid. Nailed the door shut. Maybe they won't get in.
They spent the whole night killing and raping. I saw it all through the cracks in the wall. Bit my finger to the bone trying to keep from screaming. Don't know if anyone else managed to hide. Maybe not. I saw them drag Antosh out. He had hid in the fields, next to the haystack where he's stashed his things. They flailed him.
They've heard me. Know I'm in here. I didn't open up when they pounded. I though they'd burn me out, just like they did those who hid in the granary. Then they got on their horses, rode off. Quiet, now. All I can hear's the flies circling the bodies.
I tried to knock open the door. Open the window. Dig myself out. Make a hole in the wall or the roof. Nothing doing.
I heard people who came to rob corpses. Don't know of what, all's left is soiled shirts and foot wrappings. I called for help. They didn't answer. Only ones who'll come now are the ghouls.
Sadly, the author of these notes, whoever he was, had quite accurately predicted his own future. Since his writing stated everyone but he had died, their [sic] was no heir left alive to collect the man's fortune. Geralt thus took it for himself. After all, he reasoned, he would make better use of it than the ghouls.

Walkthrough[edit | edit source]