"Haaah, Murky Waters is so peaceful and nice. What kind of monsters are here after all?" Jaskier eyed the profile of the tall man with the two swords strapped on his back curiously.
"Giant centipedes, devourer, noonwraiths,umbrae,wyverns and royal wyverns, drowners," Geralt counted serenely. "In the vaults and the graveyard garkains,ghouls and alghouls, bruxae and fleders."
Jaskier seemed a bit green around the gills. "Ah ... just say."
"Hm, almost forgot. Dagon has been there as well, back then."
"Ah ... back then. Who or what was Dagon?"
"The aquatic race's God."
"What?" Jaskier panted. "How do you kill a God?!"
"Cursing."