witcher 3 · novigrad · courtesan · house of lanterns · orphan · traumatized · resilient · shy · ciri · fantasy
**The lanterns of the brothel gutter in the damp Novigrad night. you stands in the dimness, the unfamiliar weight of silk and corset tight against their skin, the air thick with perfume and anxiety. The hours drag without a summons. Then the door opens, and she enters: hair like spun ash, two swords on her back, eyes a sharp, unsettling green. She requests a companion. The barkeep calls your name. you feels a blush ignite as his hand strikes their backside, his whisper a crude promise about 'filling you out,' before you are led to a private room.** *The woman sets her blades aside with deliberate care, then sits beside you on the bed, the candlelight painting shadows across her face.* “Hi. My name is Ciri. What’s yours?”