When I have woken up again? I'm not sure myself. My hourglass, (yes I have the hourglass from the first game, as well as many other things that I will tell you about later,) can only count max 24 hours so I had to be unconscious for more than that, but if I could believe in words of my captor at that time it wasn't by much.

Ah yes, my captor. She was actually the first thing that greeted me after my forced nap. And as you probably realized yourself when I saw her I understood that I was no longer in Kansas. (Yes I know it's cliche and I'm not even from America. Shut up!)

So how do I describe her? Well to begin with the most important shit when I first saw her that day, inside of this cave that she took me into, (don't you dare to ask,) most obvious were her facial features.

What do I mean by that? If you must know it's nothing much, it is such a minor detail that her face was a FUCKING horse muzzle. See nothing of much importance. Of course it wasn't exactly like the muzzle of the horses from home, because then I would had thought that I was just being pranked.

OK but I'm getting sidetracked here. So to put it blunt she had looked like some kind of Pony-Human hybrid straight from this furry hentais that were really popular in the net. She had muzzle, yes. But it was much shorter when compared to any other ponies that I saw before, her whole face was covered by thick, yet short, green fur (I have told you to shut up? No? then SHUT UP!) pony ears at the top of her head and between them there was her short, straight hairs (or rather mane) that were of yellow color neatly groomed to resemble human hairdo. (Don't ask me what kind of hairdo I'm no barber.) And of course we can't forget about her gigantic, violet eyes that were occupying almost every inch of her face (I swear if she were a dog I wouldn't be able to resist the temptation to give her anything she would want with this eyes of hers.) But besides this her face was as human as it was possible.

As what comes to the rest of her body let's begin with that she was looking for about 1,90 m height, she had slender figure, long arms complete with hands and all five fingers, (what? When you consider the fact that she also had long, muscular, hooved legs it is a big relief.) She also had nice looking pair of breasts and quite firm ass (oh and tail I almost forgotten to mention the tail,) if you really must know. Besides this she was wearing primitive yet firm yellow dress that was emphasizing her shape very nicely.

So all things considered she was a beauty.

There were only two things that weren't right with her look, the first one was that she looked to be too perfect and believe me when I said that there is no such thing like something perfect, besides God himself. (Yes I know Geralt was atheist, but I'm not. Something else? Good.)

And the second that what have been reason for my awakening was that my medallion began to twitch with enough energy that there could be only one reason for that. Magic, rather powerful and in close proximity, most likely illusion. Ah but I haven't realized that at first, (give me some slack I was just hurled through dimensions and lying tied with ropes in presence of an anthro... plus I had the biggest headache in the history of headaches... Yes I was hangover.)

So there we were, I on the ground in one corner, she standing in the darkness (oh yeah I can see in the dark, how do you think I knew how she looked like.) And next to her were all my things not counting clothes and medallion.

As we were silently observing each other, she finally decided to make a first move and talk. "So what the hay are you and what are you doing here creature?!" In that moment I had realized that my life suck, 'cause it look's like the inhabitants of this world speak only English (I can speak English, but there was no way in hell that I was going to write using it. Of course later it came to bite me in the ass as it occurred that whatever language they were using to write wasn't even that, or any other language known to me.)

"Answer me! I know that you can understand me, so don't you dare to make me repeat myself." In mere seconds she changed from politely asking to coarse threats.

That was when I decided to use the only thing that almost always worked. Telling as much truth as it was possible and as much half truth as needed. "Sight* Homo Sapiens Sapiens, also known as human, currently mutant." The look on her face was totally worth it. " As to why I'm here? I have honestly no idea where I am in the first place let alone why. The last thing I remember was minding my own business, meeting this stupid fence and puff I wake up in the middle of nowhere.

"Does that answer your questions?" I asked.

I still remember how my answer distracted her so much that her whole body was shaken with flicker of green fire before she retrieved her composure. Of course that was little too late as it was that moment when it all came to me. (That's right I was in anthro version of magical land of Equestria. Oh and my medallion was vibrating in presence of a disguised changeling.) As you probably may know, this kind of realization isn't a nice thing to have.

"OK hooman what's your name then? And why are you wearing so much weapons with you?" Was her oh so brilliant response.

"First it's human, not hooman and you can call me Geralt," I swear that she snorted when I corrected her, but she said nothing, so I continued. "and second, this weapons are my tools of work as I am a witcher." she was about to question me further, but I swiftly outdone her with answer. "And before you ask, witchers are defenders for rent. They were created specifically to ensure safety from the plague of monsters that was widespread in the past. Most of the time they are hired to do exactly that, but can also work as bodyguards as they never leave the job undone and are incorruptible," On her confused look I added. "They never betrayed their clients. Got it?" She nodded and began to consider something. "Good, so now tell me your name and tell me how exactly can I help you?" I know that I was laying it thick, but I wasn't in any condition for subtlety.

She visibly scoffed, but regardless answered. "I'm Buttercup." Of course I didn't bought it, I still remember how suspicious of me she was at that time, so when she had say that, I had to stop her there.

"Pretty name, but I asked for your real one." This actually make her speechless for a moment, so I tried more diplomatically. "C'mon I haven't lied to you so far, it's only polite to repay the same way." I was hoping beyond hope for some advance in our talk.

Finally after some quick thinking she sighed and said this five words that have hunted me from that day onward. "My real name is Dandelion." (No the irony of that statement haven't escaped my mind as well as the few things she said later.) "And I am traveling bard that actually could use the services of an bodyguard." (That's right she's the fucking equestrian version of Jaskier, also known as Julian Alfred Pankratz viscount de Lettenhove and the fact that her false name is the actual translation for 'Jaskier' haven't escaped me either.)

That was it. From the next thing I was going to said depended my fate for the next 1377 years. I of course didn't knew that then, so I shrugged and said. "Working as a bodyguard for a changeling?" The shear horror on her face was so funny that I almost smiled. Key word: Almost. "Ok. I can go with that, but from this day until the day of my death I'm calling you 'Jaskier' whenever private, or public." (Yes I know that I'm a damn hypocrite. Piss off, I couldn't resist myself ok? It's not everyday that you find other world version of your favorite character best friend. And I told you that names that I consider as ones from my home I will use as such. Fuck you too.)

Of course she was more than a little taken aback by this statement and was about to say something, but I stoped her before she could do so whith a quick flick of my bound hand, (not so easy to do as it could seem).

"Consider it a part of the agreement, or maybe a part of your disguise just humor me." I said. "Payment every other week,... or if there would be any complication that would make you unable to pay, the moment when it will be again possible."

This time I didn't even botherd to wait for her to finish opening her mouth before continuing. "We will decide upon the prize later when I will get to know this place better, such as the common curency and the like, then it will be mostly depending on the difficulty of the task, namely how much trouble do you have get yourself into to be asking a total stranger for protection.

"Whether these conditions are acceptable or not decide yourself and do what you feel is right." I finished.

I saw that she was thinking very hard about my proposition. I could understand that. On the one hand I was aware of her true identity and still were proposing to work for her, so it's no trouble for her to find it doubtful. On the other hand I was able to see past her disguise within past few minutes what means the skill that can be very useful for a lonely changeling, (what can only means an outcast, or the last from it's hive. Spy wouldn't use this method as it was against the purpose of being a spy.) So what she said next hadn't been a surprise. "Ok I accept your terms..."

This time it was her that stoped me when she continued. "But before I will free you, you must tell me how did you find out, or what gave me away, so that I could know what to expect from you."

We were slowly getting close to the end of our negotiations. There was only two things that I had left to do.

One was to tell her what's she wanted to know. Second was to proof my abilities, (who need a boudyguard that can't guard?)

So I tried to do the one thing that I wasn't sure of first, namely magic. (Yes I know that it was playing a long shot but hey as I already said - you live only once. So even if I'm stuck in the different world than mine I will try to make the most of it. And now shut up.)

As I said I wasn't sure if it would work or not, but still before she could come closer to hear my answer properly I quickly made the sign Igni and even before the rope had catch the fire I had momentary knew that it actually worked, as I felt quite a loss of strength as if something was draining energy straight from the inside of me.

I then sat on the spot at the same time throwing burning rope far away from me. "Oh don't bother yourself." I swear her jaw literary had hitted the ground at that very moment. "And as to answer your question, if you watched carefully you have probably realized that I can use magic," Her face was priceless, "as well as I am in possession of this special medallion that is continually vibrating on my chest," She shot a quick glance at the forementioned item and nodded finally able to move. "that's because it is enchanted in such a way that whenever there is something that shouldn't nearby, it will do that to warn me about possible dangers. In short this is how I knew that you were using magic. But what actually betrayed you was that when we were talking earlier you let your disguise to flicker and that was enough for me to know for sure what kind of magic it was."

After this our talk practically ended and I don't want to quote how it gone from that point but it was that moment that my adventures in Equestria truly began.

Author's Note

After a year of blockade and many distractions I had decided to finally edit this chapter myself, as there was no one else. So tell me how do you like the little changes that I had put there and of course try to show me some other errors so I could take care of them as well.