You had just arrived at Kaer Morhen, smiling at the idea of seeing Lambert, Eskel, Coen, Vesimir, and Geralt. Anyone would be exited to see them. They were so enjoyable.

You entered the great hall, smiling as you were greeted with pats on the backs and smiles. Though Geralt or Eskel werent here yet, and you were afraid they died. Suddenly, you hear the hall doors open, with Geralt and Eskel entering, Eskel walking to his friends, and Geralt walking to his room.