[ mad mikkelsen, cis man, fifty-five ] Let’s give a warm welcome to one of Sparkwood’s finest, GERALT RIVIA !! Before coming here, he once lived on the pages of THE WITCHER. Though now they currently spend most of their time as a WILDLIFE AND FISHERIES AGENT. If you ask the townsfolk about what they are like, you will hear that they are RESOURCEFUL but also PESSIMISTIC. If they had a theme song it would be LULLABY OF WOE - ASHLEY SERENA. Let’s see how their story unravels this time.
geralt was the eldest of two, a quiet child with a naturally broody personality. he’d always kept to himself and had a temper when anyone tried to interrupt the time alone. often, his mother would say he was born with an old soul to excuse his behavior. because of this, he never got along with his peers. but, there was one he did get along with: a girl who was just as tough as the boys and loved to remind them. for some reason, the two got along. they loved to walk around in the woods, having sword fights with sticks and generally terrorizing the wildlife.
geralt, though he would never admit it, considered her to be his best friend. he knew he would never meet anyone else he trusted as he trusted her. unfortunately, his family decided to move after his father died, succumbing to injuries related to an accident that took place at his work. due to being the new (and strange) new kid at a new school, geralt was often picked on. of course, he didn’t allow anyone to get away with bullying him, often starting and ending fights. he grew even more isolated and was often watched by the school’s faculty.
despite the struggle to stay in school, geralt managed to graduate. he was by no means not smart enough, but his violent and grumpy reputation preceded him before all else. all of his teachers expected him to fail, so it was that much sweeter to prove them wrong. after this, he chose one of the more remote jobs to avoid people and protect the earth’s creatures: an agent for the wildlife and fisheries service. it provided good pay and also gave geralt a sense of doing something good when he’d always been told he was ‘bad’.
he learned over time that the girl he’d known in the past had a daughter, visiting very fleetingly every few years to check on them. he never wanted to grow attached, but he did want to ensure that all was well. he always had a hand extended in case he was ever needed. unknown to him, however, he was named the god-father of the child. it was only when his best friend perished that he had found out. he refused to take the child, ciri, under his wing. he was no good to be a father, glad when her grandmother stepped in to take care of ciri. still, he would visit once and a while.
though the girl was now grown, geralt felt a sense of duty to come to sparkwood and look after ciri once her grandparents passed. he felt guilt for not adopting her when her mother and father left and wanted to make it up to her in some strange roundabout way. he still refuses to admit his true feelings, but anyone who was close to him would recognize that he genuinely cares for ciri.
in his older age, he tries to avoid fights because they’re seen as an annoyance. but, he will fuck your shit up if you insist.
still prefers to be left alone.
heterosexual / demiromatic?? he has only (and often) slept with women and hasn’t really thought about sleeping with men. but, i have a feeling someone could come along and give him a chance to change that.
loves baths.
wears a pendants that his father owned.
bordering alcoholic. he’s always drinking, but he doesn’t really get drunk or tipsy.
