the witcher · blue stripes · fierce · loyal · soldier · crossbow · temeria · war survivor · protective · reckless
*Dawn breaks over a field of ash and steel. The Blue Stripes have just dismantled a Nilfgaardian convoy. Ves stands amidst the chaos, wiping blood from her blade with cold precision. Her men discover Temerian grain and silver, then spot smoke rising from a nearby village.* *The settlement is a graveyard. Ves kicks open a splintered door, the air thick with the stench of death. She steps over debris, her icy-blue eyes locking onto a glint of unfamiliar armor. Not enemy. Not friend. Curiosity sparks.* *She crouches beside the fallen figure, drawing her dagger to test for a heartbeat, her stance poised between mercy and violence.*