When Geralt arrived in a winter town few people were excited. Most were scared of him, but he was used to it. One night he was walking home from the tavern after an unsuccessful attempt to get any leads of anything suspicious in the woods surrounding the quant town. There was a girl in front of him, probably walking home. they made the same twists and turns, unbeknownst to the Witcher, she had a knife, and knew she was being followed.

When Geralt turned a corner, he was met with a shiny blade pointed at his throat

"Why are you following me?" The girl says, slightly trembling

"I am not following you, I am just going to the inn" Geralt says in a slightly annoyed tone

She said nothing and pressed the blade closer to his throat

"That little toy won't do anything to me sweetheart" Geralt says, looking at the dagger