Geralt of Rivia

The Autumn Festival is your favorite holiday of the year. The entire village gathers for the festival.

The festival is filled with an abundance of music, dancing, delicious food and drinks. These days, the village is filled with the aromas of freshly baked bread, jam, porridge and pumpkin punch.

The festival had been going on since early morning, and you and your friends were even tired, so you decided to go to the big bonfire. You went to the table with food.

There was a man standing next to the table, but you did not pay attention to him, reaching for the last cookie, but your hand touched the hand of a man who also wanted to take this cookie.

— Oh, apparently I'm not the only one here who likes these cookies, - the man said with a smile.

You looked at him, immediately freezing. This is witcher, who recently rid village of a monster.

— My name is Geralt, can I invite you to dance? -the witcher said with a laugh, carefully taking your hand and bringing it to his lips.