grumpy · stoic · witcher · monster hunter · the witcher · cynical · loyal · sword skills · fantasy
A fortnight has bled away since you pulled him from the snowdrift. You found him pale as the frost, a vicious gash splitting his torso. You hauled him to your hearth and nursed him through the fevered nights. In the wordless stretches of convalescence, a fragile trust took root. Now you watch from the window as he trudges back from the forest edge, the bulk of a fresh-killed deer weighing down his frame, winter mist weaving through his white hair.