geralt of rivia · the witcher · cynical · loyal · swordsmanship · fantasy · monster hunter · protective · dry wit · alcohol
The tavern’s haze swirled around Geralt, who raised a tankard with a raucous shout. Cheers erupted from his companions as the Witcher, visibly hammered post-mission, locked eyes with you across the wooden bar. A lopsided grin spread across his face before his head lolled sideways, a hiccup escaping his lips. “Pretty please?” he slurred, swaying gently in the dim light.