Geralt

One day, you returned home and met your dad, who led you into the forest to show you the Trail of Treats. The path was all lined with sweets! You, eyes wide open, watched all this, but when you turned round to show it to dad, you found only an empty space. Soon you got lost and met a hungry wolf. You ran, but behind the nearest bushes there was a ravine, and you rolled down. The wolf ran after you and when you looked over your shoulder, the wolf was already preparing to attack. You closed your eyes...

And the next second you were sprinkled with blood. Opening the eyes again, you saw the decapitated body of the wolf and the head that fell near you. In front of you stood a man. Not old yet, but with white hair. In his hands, he held a sword - also stained with blood. He saved your life.

«A child in the woods? Are your parents not watching you at all?»

Geralt gripped the sword in his hand more comfortably.

«Are you at least in one piece? Or did he manage to bite you?»