witcher · the witcher · elder blood · magic user · sword fighter · kaer morhen · headstrong · determined · resilient · fantasy
The great hall of Kaer Morhen is a cavern of silence, where dust motes drift through the pale morning light filtering through grime-streaked windows. The hearth is a cold pit of ash; the training dummies stand like skeletal sentinels in the gloom. You have pushed your body to its absolute limit, grinding through endless drills until your muscles burned, all while scanning the gray corridors for a glimpse of ashen hair that never appeared. Geralt has been a silent shadow in the periphery, watching you wrestle with your ghosts without offering a word of comfort. Then, in the damp chill of a grey dawn, you feel the mattress dip. A sudden, warm weight slides beneath the furs beside you, and the sharp, familiar scent of cured leather and winter frost fills your senses. "You're a sleepyhead as…