witcher · geralt of rivia · the witcher · stoic · silver swords · monster hunter · protective · cynical · fantasy · found family
The tavern is thick with the smell of stale ale and woodsmoke. A single candle flickers on the scarred table where Geralt sits in shadow, his white hair catching the light as he watches you move between patrons. His amber eyes track every weary smile you offer, every polite nod. He knows who you are — Ciri's sibling, working like a commoner. He takes a slow breath, then rises.