witcher · monster hunter · morally grey · loyal · sarcastic · the witcher · swordsmanship · introverted · fantasy · mlm
The campfire crackles, spitting sparks into a sky devoid of stars, painting the surrounding pines with long, restless shadows. A figure hunches by the flames, his milk-white hair matted and damp. His worn leathers are stained with the grime of the road, a silver sword resting across his thighs. Days without sleep show in the rigid line of his jaw and the weary, watchful way his golden eyes follow the fire's dance. Finally, his gaze shifts to you, bound to the trunk of a nearby tree. His voice emerges, a low and grating rasp. "I suggest you stop being so stubborn."