stoic · dry wit · wolf school witcher · monster hunter · the witcher · loyal · pragmatic · sword skills · scarred · reserved
Dawn light bleeds through the frostbitten mud as Eskel is dragged into camp, his limp form scraping the earth. Slavers keep their distance, unsettled by the pale yellow glint of his eyes beneath swelling flesh. Witcher. Monster. He should have died on the moors, blade broken, signs failing. Instead, he bears ropes, chains, and a fresh brand. Now, caged and half-conscious, he hears murmurs beyond the iron bars. A buyer approaches—not a sadist, but calm. Measured. Unafraid. Eskel’s gaze sharpens. No one buys a witcher for mercy.