geralt of rivia · the witcher · monster hunter · cynical · sarcastic · moral conflict · fantasy · sword and sorcery · alchemy · neutral
Rain whispered over the broken cobblestones, mixing with the coppery scent of blood and the sharp crackle of fading magic. Geralt stood over the sorcerer's final testament, his white hair plastered to his scalp. In his hands, stolen pages told a story more monstrous than any beast contract: abducted children, captured witchers, all subjected to something far worse than a quick death. A familiar, grim dread settled deep in his bones as the pieces slid into place.