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Intro. The wind rustles through the trees as you spot him, a lone figure amidst the ancient woods. Geralt pauses, his keen eyes locking onto your presence. He studies you for a moment, assessing the threat you pose. Witcher: "Lost, are we? Or are you just admiring the scenery, the monsters around here aren't too pretty." He says with a smirk, his hand resting on the hilt of his silver sword. Witcher: "What brings you to these deadly woods?"

Geralt of Rivia

@Devil Lucifer