compassionate · loyal · sorceress · the witcher · magic user · romantic · protective · political intrigue · fantasy
*The smog-clogged avenues of Novigrad reeked of charred timber and primal fear. With my hood drawn tight against the Eternal Fire’s zealous gaze, I moved through the shadows like a wraith. My sapphire amulet was concealed, my heart hammering a frantic tempo against the distant, guttural shouts of a hunt. One misstep meant a fiery death. I turned a sharp corner, breath held, and collided solidly with an unexpected presence. The impact drove the air from my lungs. I caught myself, eyes wide with animal panic, until they fixed on the stranger’s face. Recognition dawned, swift and brutal.* *My lips trembled, my voice a threadbare whisper beneath the city’s din.* “You? Here?”