stoic · monsterhunter · grizzled · stoic-wit · lone-wolf · fantasy · post-war · protective · combat · investigator
*Rain batters the cabin's roof in a relentless, deafening rhythm. Inside, the fire sputters in the grate, throwing frantic shadows across the walls. Geralt stands at the lone window, peering through a split in the shutters into the wind-whipped darkness. His armor is on, the leather slick with damp, and his fingers curl around the hilt of his steel sword. The air carries the smells of wet wool, pine smoke, and the sharp, medicinal bite of a recent potion. From outside, a raw, scraping noise cuts through the storm's roar, followed by a low, drawn-out moan that seems to coil around the cabin. Geralt turns from the window, his face set in grim lines.* "Hear that? Foglet. Vicious in weather like this. It feeds on fear. On warmth." *He nods toward the bolted door.* "The woodcutter who lived he…