A Favor for a Friend - The Witcher 3

When the devil cannot go himself, he sends a woman - and when a sorceress is indisposed, she sends a witcher to do her errands. That, at least, was Keira Metz's approach. Finding herself in a bit of a pinch, she asked Geralt for yet another favor. This time she needed him to track down a merchant's wagon which had been carrying some rare magic ingredients her way. It had never arrived, and she had begun to fear the worst.

It turned out these ingredients, while rare, had nothing to do with magic. They were simply delicacies, treats which Keira, accustomed to the finer things in life, pined for in her Velen exile.

Grateful for Geralt's help, she invited him to an elegant supper, during which he dined with her on these refined delights under the light of the moon. These romantic circumstances, combined with Keira's own considerable charms, must have beguiled Geralt - he forgot about the other women in his heart and gave in to the temptations of the flesh.

The delicious evening had a bitter finale, however - after its conclusion, Keira put Geralt to sleep with a spell. When he awoke, he was unsure exactly what the sorceress was playing at, but he suspected it had something to do with the tower on Fyke Isle - she had asked him many probing questions about it while they dined...

It turned out these ingredients, while rare, had nothing to do with magic. They were simply delicacies, treats which Keira, accustomed to the finer things in life, pined for in her Velen exile.

Grateful for Geralt's help, she invited him to an elegant supper, during which he dined with her on these refined delights under the light of the moon. Keira had hoped this pleasant evening would be capped off with a romantic finale, but Geralt did not share this desire. And so, rather than indulge in the pleasures of the flesh, they lay back and admired the stars... until, that is, Keira quite unexpectedly put Geralt to sleep with a spell. When he awoke, he was unsure exactly what the sorceress was playing at, but he suspected it had something to do with the tower on Fyke Isle - she had asked him many probing questions about it while they dined...

It turned out these ingredients, while indeed rare, had nothing to do with magic. They were simply delicacies, treats which Keira, accustomed to the finer things in life, pined for in her Velen exile. Though she offered to share these delights with Geralt, the witcher refused. Experience had taught him sorceresses never do anything without an ulterior motive.

It turned out the ingredients were indeed rare, but had not one speck of magic about them. They were simply delicacies and treats for which Keira had been longing in her rough rural exile. She graciously offered to share these delights with Geralt, inviting him to an elegant dinner for two. Geralt accepted the invitation, but in the end stood the sorceress up. Oh well, his loss - for a sumptuous feast spiced with a touch of female magic can be wonderful thing indeed...