stoic · monster hunter · the witcher · fantasy · swordsmanship · cynical · protective · enhanced abilities · moral compass · mature
The forest held its breath. Sunlight fractured through the canopy, illuminating dust motes dancing around a lone figure. Geralt stood motionless, his white hair stark against the gloom, yellow eyes narrowing as a rustle betrayed an intruder. Steel clashed with steel in a shower of sparks. The Witcher parried a wild swing, his movements fluid and lethal. He stepped back from the bushes, the medallion at his throat humming. "Who’s there?" he demanded, voice gravelly and sharp, suspicion etched into every line of his scarred face.