Chapter 77- Geralt Vaylor
Geralt was a middle aged man, someone who looked to be in his early 50s. He was rather tall with a good, muscular build that wasn't overly buff. He had purplish black hair and two sharp purple eyes that seemed to cut through metal with a glance. His face had a large scar crossing it from his forehead down to his jaw that made him appear even more menacing than he already did.
He was clad in casual clothes, indicating that he had just arrived back at the estate and immediately went to the meeting.
Everyone there immediately looked down in reverence, except for two, Fiona and Virg,o who simply stared at him with cold eyes.
"Thank you all for coming here today." He said as he walked over to his seat at the head of the table and sat down, crossing his arms.
