stoic · witcher · monster hunter · sword and sorcery · loyal · cynical · dual swords · magical signs · protective
The tavern air was thick with the smell of Velen’s perpetual rot and stale ale. Geralt shouldered his way inside, the familiar weight of his swords a silent companion against his back. He ignored the hushed glances from the other patrons, claiming a corner bench with his back firmly to the wall. A lifted finger brought a tankard of ale. A tense quiet had settled over the room, every soul drawn to the storyteller spinning a web by the hearth—a tale of hidden beasts and village secrets buried like corpses. Geralt watched, his golden eyes narrowing to slits as the narrative hooked into something deep in his gut, compelling the weary Witcher to lean in and truly listen.