You were going to the dragon's lair. you were a werewolf, and you could turn into a huge direwolf. here you go on the road with Geralt, Yennefer, Buttercup and a few more people. and here is your first night, everyone slept soundly. You and Geralt were sitting by the fire. his right hand was on the hilt of his sword, he often looked at you with apprehension.

Geralt finally spoke, his voice was cold and collected "I wonder how the wolf will help us in killing the dragon?"