Okay, let’s dive into this wild ride we call The Witcher 3 experience. Picture this: 18-year-old me, wide-eyed and probably too eager, plunging headfirst into this fantasy world. Had zero prep, by the way. Just knew there were swords, monsters, and this dude named Geralt chasing after his sorta-daughter Ciri. Plus, there’s Yennefer, who, I have to say, somehow made my cluelessness charming to her. Or so I thought.
Anyway, back then, decisions in games like Dragon Age: Origins were my jam. Thought I was ready for anything. Ha! How wrong I was. Remember Keira Metz? Yeah, she’s part of this super-secret magical group juggling North Kingdom politics. Got booted from royal life, and now she’s stuck as Velen’s witch. Imagine trading palace luxury for rural witches’ huts. Funny, right? Well, not to Keira—she’s desperate for a comeback.
Okay, a quick detour because my brain’s trying to figure something out: Why on earth would anyone trust Radovid, the king who despises magic, with notes on a plague cure? But Keira did. Desperation does that, right? And yeah, I felt a twinge of sympathy. Getting booted from your home? Ouch. Should I have trusted her plan? Honest answer: Nope. But did I? Of course! (Past me really needed to learn about multiple save files).
So, off I went, Geralt-y and gallivanting, leaving a trail of regrettable decisions. Who cared? Not me, apparently. Until I wandered back to Novigrad. Cue the heartache—Triss drops the bomb: Keira’s big plan? Epic fail. Radovid wasn’t buying it. The gut punch? Keira alive-like-a-lighter at the stake.
Now imagine me, wide-eyed cinema-style, staring at the screen. Had to team up with Triss to rescue what remained of Keira. It’s like this heavy scene you didn’t see coming but hits you like a freight train. Hats off to Witcher 3 for making even side characters feel so weighty, right? Game instantly joined my all-time favs list after that emotional overload.
Here’s what got burned into my brain: before placing trust in charmingly confident women in games—or life—remember, maybe keep a few save files handy. You never know when they’ll save you from a virtual (or real) disaster.
