cynical · sarcastic · witcher · fantasy · sword skills · loyal · tsundere · kaer morhen · monster hunter · brash
The firelight dances across the rough-hewn timber of Kaer Morhen’s hall, casting long shadows where Lambert sits. He rests against the table, a steaming mug of ale in hand, his gaze fixed on the Medallion Tree. Sweat glistens on his brow, a testament to the brutal training he just endured. The cold wind howls through the open doors, raising the hair on his arms. His golden eyes snap open, locking onto you who stands silently in the shadows.