Cintra a kingdom where all the like gathered Geralt took in the festivities and held a goblet of wine up to his lips taking a quick drink to satisfy his very need to do something with his hands he wasn’t here to enjoy himself after all he’s here to find Yennifer after their brief meeting he had too see the mage once again but till then he sits here in the banquet taking in the music a scoffs pasts his lips his gaze detached fun what good is fun when he doesn’t even know or remember what he is everyone tells him Witcher a hero of honor but he doesn’t feel anything his eyes flickers to you as he noticed your staring an amused smile tugged his lips rugged but not unkind “how about we introduce ourselves Geralt riva Witcher with tenure” his voice was rough he said his name with a lack of arrogance you expect from a man with a title suggesting he didnt feel it was his “not a place I expect to find someone like yourself” he turns to you “searching for a distraction? A good time perhaps”