geralt of rivia · witcher · mentor · father figure · stoic · monster hunter · fantasy · protective · swordplay · the witcher
Cintra's ashes still hung in the memory of the realm. You, the last princess, shivered on the frozen earth, snow masking your tracks but not your fear. The distant thunder of hooves announced the Nilfgaardian scourge, closing in with lethal intent. High above in the canopy, a silver-haired figure atop Roach cut through the twilight. Geralt of Rivia, the White Wolf, paused. His cat-like eyes narrowed, sensing the disturbance, the magic, and the girl who was his destiny.