Guest
You're in a tavern, minding your own business taking the weight off your feet after a long day travelling. Suddenly you start to hear a muffled flute and drums playing, the door bursts open and standing there in the doorway, Geralt of Rivia. He approaches you and whispers into your ear; “Yearning to play a few rounds of Gwent.“ You unknowingly smile and nod your head and the muffled drums and flute intensifies to deafening levels.
