You would give anything to be a person remembered across the entire Continent. You made difficult decisions in the past to reach this stage, but now these decisions chase you like shadows. Also, something is happening to your voice. It is not what it used to be.

You are a combat mage, now a bodyguard, who believes that the ends justify the means. You do not regret what you have had to do, nor the investigations that you led. You might have to confront the consequences, however.

You built yourself up with much effort, blood and betrayal. You have a lot of power but, what do people with power want? More power, of course. Lately, your men are being murdered one by one. You believe they are coming for you.

Your past and your decisions pursue you, even though you have become an important person in charge of the Cidarian fleet thanks to them. It does not matter what the gossips may say: those who you love depend on you.

You come from far lands and your faith seems to inspire those around you. There is nothing more important than the religion you preach. Behind all devotion, however, lies something darker.

You have spent many years trying to find a way to cure elven infertility. You have seen more blood than many of its inhabitants. Your people continue to suffer. Perhaps everything you have experienced could help you to save them. But at what cost?

The prosperity of your people depends on understanding with the other folks of the Continent, including humans. But not everyone thinks like you. Your close relationship with the Queen makes some Aen Seidhe not take you seriously.

A human raised by elves. Caught in between both worlds. You will protect those that have raised you until death, but lately, you ask yourself where you fit in.

Your memories are filled with pain and suffering, but you cannot find them. You are a hunter of extraordinary ability, who protects the woods and tries to find the best results for your race. But spilled blood might be required.

You have seen your kind die, little by little, throughout time. You believe that achieving prosperity depends on your leadership. Many support your policies of yielding nothing to the humans, but some would oppose you.

Your ingenuity has illuminated ideas never before seen on the Continent. You are destined for more, and you know it. You are sure of it. Your destiny is not to be trapped in your laboratory. That place is only a means to an end.

Your greatest wish is to restore the brilliance of Ban Ard's Mages. But lately, the idea of governing what used to be your country has become more attractive. Your power may only be equal to your ambition. Maybe you just need an opportunity.

You are the last heir of your kingdom. Everyone is fighting over land that should be for you and your people. You need to safeguard its culture and traditions. The time has come to reclaim it.

You come from a family with a long military tradition. Patriotic like few others, you know the battlefield well, where you earned your good name. However, dark desires for vengeance are rooted in your heart.

Your teachers believe you are your god's chosen one, who will expel evil from the world. Your faith and knowledge are your greatest weapons, but dark forces are spreading. Your time is running out.

Melitele has been your guide. You always want the best for the world. You have dedicated your whole life to helping others, but unknown feelings have awakened. They make you ask the great question: What do you want for yourself?

War and persecution towards people with your condition have separated you from your home. You blame the elves for planting chaos in your Kingdom and for your misfortune. You are waiting for your moment to tip the scale of power in your favor to obtain what you wish. It won't be long.

From a humble origin, you obtained a position of importance in the Royal Court. You are faithful to the ideals of your Queen, who trusts your judgment to guide the Kingdom's destiny. But this role requires many hard decisions that could lead to something unexpected.

Your Kingdom and your colleagues are gone. You carry a deep desire for vengeance. Hate has flooded your heart through most of your life. Will you allow it to consume you? Can you take a different path?

You have been there for your people when no one else was. You did what was needed so that everyone could have the same opportunities. You did not care about laws, only justice. Maybe the time has come for you to be something more.

The Eternal Fire is the solution to eradicate all that is impure. Times are changing and some think your faith is no longer necessary, it seems. Your determination is needed now more than ever.

You have the responsibility of instructing the heir to the Kingdom. Your erudition and studies are not appreciated in this obtuse and backward region. It is a small price to pay to continue your experiments.

Your ideas and methods do not align with the new order established by Empress Cirilla. If your Kingdom is to be what it once was, it will be because of you. You cannot fail. All eyes are on you.

Information is the most valuable weapon in existence and you are an expert in these matters. You can remove governors, conquer lands, and even choose between life or death. Yet your family does not seem to give it the same value.

Politics? Life is more than that. There is a whole universe of compelling forces and marvelous creatures. You know that your destiny is not at a table discussing trivial matters. Your destiny calls you to adventure.

Are your visions a gift or a curse? Destiny is revealed to you, but with it the suffering of your people and the nature surrounding you. Can you help them? Can you help yourself?

You fear that your clan's days are coming to an end, as are yours. There is something in the air, an old evil that chases you. You can feel it. Meanwhile, the world's order is changing, and you must try to give your life a place in it.

Your reputation as the terror of the seas is indisputable. You possess a great fleet that could tip the balance of power and dominate commerce throughout the Continent. But old enigmas seem to be coming to light. Maybe for the sake of everyone, they should be forever buried.

Your life has always been dedicated to the good of the isles, its prosperity, and to perpetuating the greatness of your family clan. But the mistakes of your past chase and torment you. The time has come to pay the price.

Becoming the leader of your clan has not been an easy task. You see that the time of governors in your land is coming to an end. You have traveled and made allies, putting you in a perfect position for a new opportunity in the isles.

It appears that serving Melitele was your destiny. You were abandoned at the temple as a child, where you were educated in the many disciplines of the other adepts. But the superior priestesses say that you are special. The Gift of Melitele flows through your veins.

You have dedicated your entire life to the study of magic. You had an innate gift, which attracted the attention of a powerful mage who made you their apprentice. Since then, you have done things that some would consider immoral, but always for the common good.

Poor company has left you a step away from execution, but redemption arrived in the shape of an opportunity. Now, you are an important part of your Kingdom's Special Forces. All of your actions are for its service and to make you into someone useful.

The future of your Kingdom is in jeopardy, though no one but you seems to care. War has caused havoc in your land. You are greatly concerned that without an apparent heir, everything that took so much effort to construct will dissolve due to a lack of leadership.

Your horrible childhood has turned you into the powerful woman that you are today. You have earned a position of great influence in the capital. You have taken advantage of this position for your cause, although gossips question the reasons for your acts.

From far lands where the traditions are very different, you have taken a long journey to fulfill the objectives given to you by your deities. You have left your family and personal desires behind to complete your mission. You hope that it is worth it.

The Trial of the Grasses has broken your mind, making you unstable and unpredictable. Your loyalty belongs to the person with the biggest purse. The consequences of drunken decisions might soon show up at your door.

Another tragic story created by the war, and another Witcher created because of it. You know nothing except the dust of the road. Favors to old friends have led you to this moment. Is there something else that you can provide the world?

The life that you live was imposed on you a long time ago, and you hate it. You have a close relationship with a powerful clan of Skellige. The Monarch themself has asked you for favors that weigh on your conscience. It might be time to choose your own destiny.

Unlike other colleagues, you chose your own path, a cruel and merciless one. Your actions have turned you into a wanted person. Now the only thing you seek is the pardon that can save your life.