(Kaer Morhen... long time ago)

"Haha! Still the best Gwent player here!" Eskal laughed.

Wolf watched while his half coin from a recent contract was taken from him.

"You cheated didn't you," Wolf asked to which Eskal rolled up his sleeves. "Fuck,"

"Yeah admit it kid you suck... Ciri on the other hand knows how to play," Wolf glared at his 'uncle' before grabbing his mug held it out to him.

"Shut the hell up and pour me another one," Eskal did so while the four witchers knocked back another drink.

Dropping the mug down Wolf whipped off his lips with his leather-gloved covered hand before the other three veteran witchers began to talk about some guy who fell in love with a Samovila. When Eskal finished his story Lambert came in wearing one of Vesemir's hats before making fun of the old grey-haired witcher.

"C'mon let's have some fun," Geralt spoke causing Wolf to look at his father.

"What? I get that Eskal and Lambert are boring but Geralt... really? You wound me," Wolf joked.

"Hey now since when are we boring?" Eskal asked.

"All the time seriously that story about a guy falling for a Samovila? So cliche if you ask me,"

"Like you have any better stories pup," Eskal spoke.

"Yeah, I do because when I saw this half-elf and even and after I saved her knife ear ass she-"

"Holy shit did you actually pop his cherry to a half-elf!?" Lambert shouted.

"What? Hell no... I was just trying to be nice and it wasn't until I saved her from being raped she gave me some bread... fucking bread! And it was stale!" Wolf shouted. "Look I don't ask for much but I would have liked it if she gave me some dwarven spirit or maybe some herbs but stale bread?! It didn't even have mold I could have used. That sucker was a brick!"

Geralt laughed.

"I have a story about a half-elf myself... but how about we stop telling stories and do something else?"

"Yeah, whitelocks is right how about we play a little game for some fun?" Lambert threw out. "So I meet this student from Oxenfurt who taught me this game,"

"Hm?"

"So someone starts by saying 'I've never...' -and finish the sentence with whatever they want. whoever done that thing you down a shot," Lambert spoke.

"Sounds fun you start," Eskal told the short-haired witcher.

"I've never... slept with a succubus,"

This resulted in Geralt and Eskal downing a shot.

Wolf was surprised to see his father and uncle give their answers.

"Geralt... Really?" Wolf spoke.

"It was one time after I saved Dandelion after using him as bait," Geralt told his son who held his head from his father's words.

"I'm not surprised. Geralt will sleep with any woman but you Eskal? Shame..." Lambert spoke towards Eskal.

"I'm a sucker for women with horns," Eskal answered honestly. "Right. My turn. I've never after a bender, woken up wearing nothing but my knickers,"

Again all but Wolf drank.

"Geralt? Lambert's a lost cause but you? What would papa Vesemir would say?" Eskal asked.

"Think uncle Vesemir would actually drink too, if he was here," Wolf answered with his arms on the table starting at his untouched drink. "I believe it's your turn Geralt,"

"I've never... taken Fissech," Only this time Eskal drank.

"Eskal?"

"It was one time... with that succubus," Eskal answered to his three fellow witchers. "Alright kid your turn,"

Wolf looked at his drink before an idea came to him.

"I've never... slept with a vampire," Wolf didn't expect the group to drink but Lambert took a shot. "Wait... but that means... you know what I don't want to think about it? I'm calling it a night,"

Wolf then got up before taking the last bottle of Vodka.

"Hey!" Lambert cried.

"I need this more than you," Wolf then began to chug down the bottle of Vodka before lumbering off into the fortress.

(A few minutes later after the three witches got even drunker)

Yennifier woke up after seeing Eskal, Lambert, and even her lover dressed in her clothes to try and use her megascope.

It was too late for any of this but where was Wolf?

Well, a drunk trying to stay awake in the kitchen with a mug in hand full of whatever he could find.

Mostly juice spiked with some spirit.

At least he wasn't trying on her clothes or doing something stupid like his three elder witchers.

Seeing him nod off every few seconds before shooting back up, smiling seeing her 'son' like this she held his shoulders and spoke.

"Come on let's get you to bed," Wolf looked at her with bloodshot eyes.

"B-b-b-but... just one more drink," She stopped him from reaching for his mug before helping him to his feet up the stairs.

"You've had enough for one night, Wolf,"

Helping him to his cot the dark-haired woman watched while the cursed witcher fall asleep the moment his head hit the pillow. Smiling at her adopted ward's face reminded her of when he was still a small pup falling asleep on her lap for the first time.

Brushing his head with her hand, she moved him closer to the center of the bed before whispering in his ear.

"Sleep well son,"

(Present day)

"So let me get this straight you just woke up in a cave with her?" Ciri asked holding a mug of apple cider.

The witcher looked at his adopted sister.

"Pretty much... honestly I don't remember much. Now I can get when Geralt escaped the wild hunt but luckily Ren didn't try to take advantage of me," Ciri looked at her adopted brother with her jade green eyes.

"You should really forgive Triss she was-" The cursed witcher spoke up to interrupt his sister.

"Ciri, I've said it like twenty times before there is no way in all the realms I'm going to forgive what she did. I tolerate her that's it,"

Ren silently drank from her glass while noticing that all had their eyes on the only human in the tavern who was currently speaking with her wolf-kin.

"Are you sure that's not Yen talking?" Ciri asked.

"I'm sure Ciri... look can we not talk about the sorceress that got in bed with Geralt?" Wolf tapped his wooden mug with his clawed finger. "How have you been through Ciri?"

"Well, I've been looking for you... when Zoltan said you went take a contract involving a wraith and you didn't come back I got worried," Ciri explained. "When I follow that bloody trail of yours to a cave with a damaged gateway portal only then did I figure out you were lost in another world. Took me three months before I found you here of all places,"

"You say that like I wanted to come here," Wolf spoke. "Last place I wanted to be is away from my home... especially in a place where apparently some people here have almost the same mindset as Radovid,"

Holding his mug to drink some more of the hard cider he then looked back at the ashen-haired witcheress.

"But that's not what I meant... what happened after the tower? I thought you were dead," Wolf asked.

Ciri smiled slightly.

"To the emperor of Nilfgaardian, I might be,"

"Ciri..."

She held out her hands.

"Okay. I'm sorry but you know how my... ugh... father might be," Ciri looked up at Wolf. "He knew about how close we were and had eyes on you and if any of his spies saw me then the who act of me being dead would be up,"

Wolf looked at his helm that sat on the table.

"Could have told Geralt to tell me about it,"

"That's fair but be honest you would want to come to find me," Ciri smiled.

"Touche," Taking another gulp of his cider, Ciri then turned to Ren.

"So how long have you and my brother been together? Long enough to get comfortable in bed I hope," Wolf spat out his drink before coughing, while Ren blushed slightly with a smile too.

"Yeah close enough but not the way you would think?" Ren said with a smile while Wolf collected himself.

"Well, at least it's a start for Mr. grumpy over here... but Wolf might have not told you this he was pretty shy and never got out there with the ladies," Ciri leaned in with a smile, Wolf just stared at his sister.

"Ciri you know why... I'm a werewolf AND a witcher name one person who would want to be with me back home?" Wolf asked.

"Well..."

"There now can we talk about something else than you tell my partner about my past love life?" Wolf grumbled before pouring him another mug of cider.

"Partner eh?" Ciri knew how to pull her brother's chains but stopped when Wolf shot her a glare. "Alright alright..."

With eyes now glued on the three Ren found it very overbearing how many were watching them.

"So um... Ciri I heard that you and Wolf play a game called Gwent right?" Ren asked.

Looking up at the vixen vampire the lady of worlds gave a nod.

"I carry my deck with me at all times... say... Wolf?" Ciri asked to which Wolf actually looked back to his sister with the same look in his eyes that she had in hers. "How about we show Ren here how much of a terrible player you are and do that rematch you've been wanting,"

Placing his mug down he gave a smile.

"Don't have to ask me twice sister," Reaching into his belt he pulled out his deck while his sister did the same.

(Sometime later... plus a transmission)

The entire tavern was now huddled around the group but this time their eyes were glued to the table with six rows of cards on it. The game that started off as a rematch became a tie... then another tie... and another till now...

The ponies of the tavern quickly began to learn the rules of this simple game that these two monster hunters were playing.

Sure they didn't know what would happen from time to time but was it fun to watch, hell even some were beating on to see if the Ash-maned huntress would be the one to win or the wolf hunter. Ren was even wanting to see what would happen next, this game was nothing like what they had in the tavern back at the Abby.

The huntress held a monster-themed deck with a skull knight as her leader meanwhile the hunter held a normal-looking army deck but he held more cards for the third back row than the front row.

Having won the last round against his sister, the hunter drew a card before smiling, some of those who were behind him saw the small eye symbol on the card before he threw it down on his sister's front field.

The gold frame card unlike the other cards that held the same symbol had 0 attack power, reaching his deck he pulled two more cards before smiling at the sight of two cards.

The huntress having fewer cards in hand was getting nervous but then put down a creature with a basket over its face allowing her to pull two more cards from her deck and right next to the creature and the other monster card that sat alongside the 'spy' card.

Placing down a card onto the side with a frozen landscape some held their breaths that were betting for the hunter, thinking with his hand that he might have just won this game.

But the huntress threw down a card that caused him to send the icy card to the discard pile with a sun-themed card.

"HOLY CELESTIA!"

"SHHHHH! QUIET!"

"BUT-"

Gripping his head the hunter grimaced while the vixen next to him held his arm.

Reaching he then pulled out a card of that held a cross on the third row of his side before pulling a card from his discard pile onto his back row.

This caused the huntress to smile and place down a rain card, but repeating her own move he place down a sun card causing her to bite her lip at the move.

Placing down a back monster of her own but was allowed to grab two monsters from her deck and place them in the middle row.

The brother then moved his hand to his leader before tapping it and placing a card that doubled the points of his back units.

Both were at their last card and both smiled at one another with solid poker faces ready to pull a fast one.

But it wasn't them who would pull a fast one.

The doors kicked to the tavern as guards of the friendship entire the room causing the crowd to move back, at the table the three looked at the guards before an orange-coated pony by the name of Flash Sentry moved looked at the three before the game.

"Monster hunter Wolf, Ren, and whoever you might be you are all under arrest for the attempted murder of the element of kindness Fluttershy,"

Still holding his mug Wolf looked up at the guard.

"Come again?"

Author's Note

I'm sorry it's been so long since I update this story!

But things were happening at the time and well I'm trying to revive some of my past story, like I said in a blog post (6/12/22) I have gotten better over the years of writing and going back to my stories like this well...

Kinda hard to explain.

All that I'm going to say is this, I played the witcher 3 wild hunt again and I brought this story back from the dead sorry for the wait!

Really hoped you enjoyed it.

And yes I play a northern realms deck with the siege master commander... I'm a iron warrior at heart what do you expect