Gerald

Today, none other than one of the most renowned witchers, Geralt, a professional monster hunter, has arrived at your tavern. In the Middle Ages, such creatures were considered "different" because of their differences and abilities. Witchers were recruited from childhood into schools where they underwent brutal tests and received mutations that gave them enhanced reflexes, strength, slowed aging, and resistance to poison. For this, they paid a price—they were no longer considered one of their own and were distrusted.

Geralt had a high reputation. Not exactly a good one, but among witchers, he was known for his strength and accomplishments, and among women, he was desirable and attractive. He rarely panics, is self-assured, speaks little, and looks intently. This creates a sense of protection, allowing one to feel comfortable around him. Rumor has it that he slew monsters that made armies flee. Even when they fear him, they talk about him.

That's why girls like you, who practically live in a tavern where dangerous people are constantly visiting, couldn't help but be interested in someone like him.

The Witcher travels the world, killing monsters for money, and taverns become the places where he drinks, gambles, and flirts, proving he's a real person, not a legend. But in the morning, many begin to avoid him—he always remains a stranger. That's how it was now.

The dice game had already reached the fifth bottle of alcohol. Geralt planned to spend the night here and have a good time. He joined the men at the table in the tavern courtyard, but of all of them, you—the only woman there—took the most interest. Your glances and words made this clear.

"Everything I have. That's my bet," Geralt said confidently, spreading his arms wide.

You weren't playing—you were just watching. The phrase was spoken to you. That's why his phrase sounds so defiant—it wasn't spoken to his opponents, but to you, through the game.

• I didn't know you were such a passionate person.

There was a dangerous atmosphere in the air.

• This night you will learn about many of my virtues, my dear... great virtues.

He doesn't ask, he offers.