Geralt of Rivia

a witcher rp blog. (follows back from manbehindtheshield) (low activity/selective)

[schoolofthewolf]

Hiatus. Might bring him back after I finish the 3rd season of the show.

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Henry Cavill as Geralt of Rivia in The Witcher 3x04: "The Invitation"

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“a grain of truth” 2.01 • the witcher

[schoolofthewolf]

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the witcher • 2.01

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Geralt + the witcher signs in The Witcher Season 2

[sesikudadaryti]

Ana wore a smug grin, nodding in response his his obvious scepticism. "Mhm!" She started cheerfully. "The last Witcher who rode me into town hadn't bathed in two weeks." She couldn't help but chuckle at her own crude humor. Ana was hardly a ladylike person. She could be when she needed to, and had the beauty of a lady, but a personality that showed a headstrong woman, brought up to be wild from her first day alive.

The young woman huffed when he told her to stay put, and watched him approach her horse. She gave a slight squeeze of her legs, testing to see if she could ride, and winced when the squeezing shot pain through her leg. There was a frustrated sigh before she shook her head. "I can't ride." She admitted albeit annoyed by it. "Just give me a lift into town and I'll hobble to a room and be out of your hair. Buy ya a drink for your troubles."

song inspo // ' Coming Home ' - Inon Zor - The Elder Scrolls Blades

[schoolofthewolf]

Another deep chuckle escaped from Geralt when she told him that she had been with another unbathed Witcher. He figured it was a joke but perhaps it wasn't? After all he did not know this woman at all. But she hadn't tried to kill him yet, so for now that would suffice.

The silver-haired witcher nodded when the woman said she couldn't ride -- that much he figured. He tied the horse's lead to Roach and then mounted. "An offer I won't pass up," he said of the drink. It was the middle of the night so the tavern was likely closed but he sure hoped the inn would be open because it not, they'd be sleeping outside on the ground which he was used to but having a bed sounded much nicer tonight.

The two horses kept pace as they headed down the dirt road, passing a sign that said White Orchard was up just ahead. "If we're drinking later it might be nice to know your name." He grinned. "And if not your name ...At least your horse's?"

song inspo: The Nightingale - The Witcher 3: Wild Hunt

[sesikudadaryti]

It was something to get used to...the way Geralt reassurred her, but she had learned to find his meaning easy enough. While he was a man of few words, she could always find his true meaning in his eyes. She couldn't see him being anything like her at any age, he seemed so much larger than life and not just in size. Geralt was something else entirely, and it was hard to feel sure enough in yourself to believe something like what he was saying. She still gave a small smile though, and nodded before pulling her hands away when he let go of them.

The promise of getting out to go hunt and forage was nice. Ciri nodded with a small smile on her face. "Sounds great! I've been needing to get out of here anyways." She paused, rolling her lips. "And...I'd like the company, if you're still offering."

[schoolofthewolf]

Geralt knew Ciri had a deep desire to become a Witcher. He had seen her fight and though she fell many times he wanted to train her. Hunting game and foraging was a good step in that direction. A tiny smile pulled at the corners of his lips when he saw how enthusiastic she was about joining him tomorrow morning. "We'll leave just before sunrise. Bring your sword -- you never know what we might run into out there." Hopefully nothing.

Walking back over to her bed, he picked up the corner of the fur and pulled it back and motioned for her to lay back down. "Now -- off to bed. You'll need to be well rested for our adventure tomorrow. We won't be returning until sunset and if we don't find any food we won't return until we do. The offer of me staying here until you fall asleep still stands but if you want me to go, I'll be two rooms down."

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ANNA SHAFFER as TRISS MERIGOLD THE WITCHER SEASON 2

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The Witcher || 02.07 ’Voleth Meir’

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HENRY CAVILL as GERALT OF RIVIA The Witcher Netflix: Season 3 Trailer

[sesikudadaryti]

Ana sighed at his response. It wasn't like she hadn't expected the answer, more that the reality of it caused her to not know what else to say about it. She had thought about perhaps apologizing, that would have been more appropriate. When he canged the subject to the smell, she hummed and shook her head, relaxing a little more into him. "It's alright. It's not the worst thing I've smelled." His name gave her pause, causing her to look over her shoulder slightly. "Geralt...That's a nice name." She commented with a little scoff. The name lingered for a moment before she realized it was probably best to give her name in return. She'd been saved by the bell when her horse came into view. The little he knew about her the better when she got her mark, and was able to get out of the town they were headed to.

Seeing her large, black steed, she smiled and sighed. "As a matter of fact it is." She answered, waiting for him to stop next to the gelding before attempting to climb out of the saddle, only for the pain in her leg to still her in the saddle, followed by another hiss, and then an annoyed grumble of sorts. She wasn't going to be completing this job after all. Bummer...She had needed the money.

[schoolofthewolf]

The woman seemed to be getting a little more comfortable against him and Geralt didn't mind in the slightest. She was quite pretty even though she seemed a little roughed up at the moment. He would take a guess and say that she was on the road a lot like him, though he wasn't sure what her profession was ... something secretive .... and that usually meant something dangerous. "Hm. I haven't had a bath in a week and i'm covered in swamp muck and monster guts and you've smelled worse?" The Witcher let out a deep chuckle. He smiled to himself when she said that she liked his name. Geralt waited a moment but when she didn't share her's with him he let out a sigh before spotting the horse in the trees.

He was right it was her horse and she seemed eager to jump off and get to it. "Whoa...You need to not be putting pressure on that leg. Let me get him...." Geralt hopped off Roach and walked slowly over to the stead. He made a soft hum to show he was no threat and then carefully took the reins. "You want me to put you on your horse? I suggest you still stay a night in White Orchard, though." He was sure she'd want to be on her own stead which was too bad because he'd miss her body nestled up against his. "Or I can tether the lead to Roach so he doesn't get away and you can still ride with me."

song inspo: The Hunter's Path - The Witcher 3: Wild Hunt

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"I can take care of myself." She muttered at his comment about not moving. As if anyone could tell her what to do, though he was hardly doing that...She was as headstrong as her mother. Before she could say anything, or attempt, though it would have been fruitless to move toward the horse, he had hoisted her up into his arms, an act that she wasn't used to in the slightest, which was made obvious with some squirming before she simply held on until he helped her into the saddle. His strength wasn't surprising, given what he was and his obvious stature, but it was none the less impressive. Holding onto the horn of the saddle, she rolled her eyes. "Oh please...I prefer my own thank you very much." She said with a smug tone, before curiously watching him sever the head of the beast and proceed attaching it to his faithful steed. Once he climbed into the saddle behind her, she leaned back slightly, getting comfortable before the mare started forward.

"It's not very often I see a Witcher," She commented as they rode, nestled comfortable against his chest with a smug look on her face that he certainly couldn't see with how they were sitting. "Don't see many of you around anymore. I almost started to think you had all retired."

[schoolofthewolf]

Roach walked slowly down the dirt road with Geralt and the young woman. Her back was nestled up against his chest and he couldn't help but think how nice it was to have that kind of warmth again. "Hmm." Geralt made a slight nod of his head. "Retired is one way of putting it. Dead might be better." It was true Witchers were dwindling with only few dozen scatted through out the continent. There wasn't a way to create Witchers anymore so what was here was all there was left. He fell silent for a moment listening to Roach's hooves against the dirt and the soft calls of crickets and toads from the marsh. "Sorry for the stench...." He apologized. The kikimore's head was dripping with a slimy, stinky ooze but Geralt also smelled as well. He needed some sort of bath and perhaps some new clothes once he got paid for his kill.

"My name is Geralt." He introduced himself, realizing that he hadn't already. He didn't ask her name but figured she would or wouldn't. He was leaning more towards she wouldn't because she seemed pretty secretive to him. As they rode the came upon a group of trees and tucked away in them Geralt spotted a horse without a rider. "That wouldn't happen to be yours by chance, would it?"

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