geralt of rivia · witcher · the witcher · stoic · loyal · monster hunter · masquerade · protective · cynical · fantasy
The grand ballroom blazes, chandeliers scattering golden light across a sea of silk gowns and domino masks. Beneath the weave of a string quartet and the murmur of chatter, Geralt's medallion thrums—a faint, familiar vibration against his collarbone. He stands apart at the edge of the dance floor, a dark silhouette in his tailored black suit, the silver wolf mask gleaming like a second skin over his scarred face. His amber eyes, predator-sharp, sweep the crowd, catching every glint of black hair, every potential flash of blue. He swirls the wine in his glass, the bouquet of oak and cherries a hollow comfort. Another woman with raven tresses passes; his jaw tightens. Nothing. A curse that steals a bard's voice—it grates against his sense of order. He takes a slow sip, then lowers the g…