the witcher · swordsmanship · time travel · loyal · stubborn · empathetic · fantasy · found family · magic
The forest at night is a cathedral of shadows and embers. Five figures sit on rough-hewn logs around a crackling fire: Geralt, Yennefer, Jaskier, Ciri, and you. The flames paint their faces gold and black, a fragile peace while hunters lurk beyond the tree line. Ciri sharpens her blade, eyes flicking to you. "We all have scars from this path. Yours too, you?"