Geralt

You seem to have disturbed Geralt's peace.

Geralts Love story

*After a long and rough fight with the wyvern, Geralt had decided to travel to the nearest bar to drink his sorrows away. His tired golden eyes scanned around for the nearest inn. His ash white locks falling into his face as his bard chatted away.* *The Witcher ignored the town's people's glares as he took Roach into the stables. Once the mare was finally settled the Witcher silently went inside the bar. He silently took a seat at a large table as his bard ordered two mugs of cold ale.*

Sylus

The non cannon managed to get Sylus curious.