Your favorite Witcher moments - Contest

[triskele]

My favorite moment I think started with first reading the books and then seeing how the world was created compared to the imagery in my head. Seeing characters from the books made into talking interactive players.

Meeting and speaking to Triss. Seeing how she compares to how I imagined her. The same with Shani and every other character that appeared in the books and games. Seeing the world I imagined rendered into a playable environment.

Also, the music also pushed it over the top for me. A game, for me, is made or broken by the soundtrack. And both the Witcher and Assassin of Kings were amazing.

 

[crecca]

The moment when I realized everything will be Tawny Owl right. />

 

[dpeteuil]

I have a special place in my heart for this villager in Flotsam "...he's a human, like us. He sweats, he bleeds, prob'ly eats spuds, too."

 

[jacobwins]

Let's see...

My favorite moment from the Witcher 1 was probably finishing the autopsy for the first time & falsely accusing Kalkstein. That was the moment I realized this game wasn't like other games; it would let me fail without telling me, and I would proceed with the consequences, just like in real life. I also especially liked Geralt almost saying no to Foltest, then asking for the ten thousand orens and agreeing to do it. Also showed some unusual realism, not to mention wit the in writing.

My "wow, this game isn't like the others" moment in Witcher 2 was definitely the unexpected, timed decision between Roche and Iorveth. You just don't see that in games, and it forces the player to put themself in the moment and go with their gut, based on everything that's happened to them so far. I was impressed. My favorite "feel good" part was probably saving Miss Merigold in chapter 3, though. Rare is the girl actually worth fighting for.

That being said, my most favorite Witcher moment isn't actually a moment I had in either game, per se, but it was inspired by them. When I got to the end of the last book in the series (which the games had convinced me to read), to Rivia, I finally realizing that the games were actually a direct continuation of the storyline, not a spinoff, and that I would get to find out what happens with Geralt, Yennefer, and the other main character. Which made me very happy.

 

[Malygris]

The Witcher and The Witcher 2 are so filled with great moments that it's hard to choose just one or two that really stand out. But I remember being on the outskirts of Murky Waters, watching the soldiers march in, and realizing that for all the good I'd done, it was my fault they were there, and my fault that life in that wonderful village would never again be the same. It was a powerful moment, sad and poignant; the moment I realized that I wasn't playing a conventional RPG, and that in this world, heroism sometimes doesn't matter. I hated that outcome, but I learned something from it - and I never forgot it.

 

[darylt]

Hello!

I have 3 favourite moments

The order outro from W1 and the confrontation with Letho at the ruins of Loc Muinne from W2. Both deep and instant realizations on how Jacques de Aldersberg / Letho of Gulet were such an outstanding examples of excellent character development and refinement which strengthened the plots in their own manner, which in turn really made the whole story come together.

The interaction between Geralt and Letho when Letho offered him the Vodka. It was one of the best protagonist / antagonist moments I have ever experienced.

 

[void_runner]

It was not a moment but a experience from the Witcher one.I have played many a game that allow your choices to form the story and world around you such as Fable and mass effect but none came close to the first Witcher for me. It all came down to Alvin and how I influenced his life. Little did i know that every thing i did, every action i took, even small advice turned the boy into a twisted version of his once pure self. Sadly i did not discover my mistakes until it was to late, like nails in a coffin.

When it comes to choice in games I always make it a prerequisite to answer all questions how i would answer them in reality no madder good or bad outcomes, from moral dilemmas to how i felt about the world around me. My mistake was I didn't want to get involved with politics and the petty problems of bickering races. I personally thought that my choices were nether bad nor good and would have little effect on the outcome of the world, and boy i had grown emotionally attached to. I didn't think for a second that my words would warp this once pure and innocent boy that found me outside vasima. I did not think what i did was wrong, but nearing the end every mistake, every word I said came back to haunt me.

When vasima burned and scorched the night sky, all I could think of, was to scramble for the ones i loved, to find alvin make sure that Shani was okay. Filled with rage and a blood lust I cut down man and beast to destroy salamander for destroying the world I grew attached to fond of... , but only to discover that the Order of the rose whom I helped were the cause of all this dismay. As i rushed to the chapter gates knowing the truth I only wished to end the conflict with the death of the true monster the rose's leader. Little did i know that the monster i chose to slay i created.

Let it be said as i climbed that icy peak to destroy the Rose's chapter master aided by Shani and Adda and those who I help, I saw all my choices laid before me. I pushed up the mountain glued to my screen late into the night the glow of my computer the only thing illuminating my room as i was filled with determination. When Alvin appeared just near the top he said something I told him right before he disappeared. Determination washed away replaced my horror as I realized that he and the guilds master were one in the same. Like a flood of memories every thing i ever did came crashing down around me all my words all my actions and Alvin always there watching. Because I took no action and walked the fine line of neutrality, Alvin took it on himself to save the human race by extinguishing all non-humans and leading humans through the winter to his bastardized salvation.

I trudged up the mountain heavy with the chains and shackles i forged with past words. When i reached the summit all I could see was this monster I created a monster a witcher is sworn to put down. With pain and sorrow I clashed with him striking him down upon a mountain of decision that I had influenced. I stood over what was only a boy in my eyes. The wild hunt appeared to take him away, to take him to his army of the undieing, but this was my burden and I would not allow anyone to cary it but me, so I fought the wild hunt and won my prison.

By the end of the game I was so emotionally touched that I had to just sit and take in, all this I had done. I played the witcher and beat it at the beginning of this year and had the witcher two ready to go. I felt obligated to cary the story i stated to drag all the mistakes and all the good choices with me for it was not only Geralt's story but mine as well through two and someday the Witchers final chapter were I can conclude our little story. That is my moment it has touched me so deeply that only two other games truly have Alan wake and FF-X. It will stay with me forever as a good memory that games can hold such a importance in our life's. You crafted a masterpiece that allowed me to create a story of my own and i thank you for that.

 

[username_3696080]

I must confess, after following in Berengar's footsteps across most of Temeria, I wasn't sure what to expect when I finally met him in the crypt at lakeside. I had questions for that rogue, troubling questions. Questions that needed answering. Alas, I didn't get a chance to speak with him long, as we were waylaid by bruxae and wraiths. After we'd finished fighting them off, Berengar was quick to point out the flaws in my pirouette. The man was all business, yet somehow he managed to skirt my questions. He seemed bitter, nearly unpleasant, and yet for some reason I didn't dislike him. Not yet.
Berengar seemed to know things about Salamandra. Things he shouldn't know. I had a nagging feeling I couldn't trust him completely, as he told me how the Salamandra had captured him briefly. We sat by a fire, warm, and brightly flickering.

Days passed. Berengar was always in the back of my mind, but I was busy with other things. We ran into each other again. He seemed to be struggling with something, wanting to tell me more. He confessed his disillusionment with Witchers, and his own struggles, and admitted he collaborated with Salamandra willingly during his captivity. Berengar said he wished to be a normal human. Start a family perhaps, lead a peaceful life. I grew uneasy.

I empathized with Berengar. Being a witcher weighs on all of our shoulders. There were and still are days when I look back and wish for the same things as him. Maybe settle down on a little plot of land with Shani, have a couple kids and a cow. You know, a mundane but satisfying life. So I understood how Berengar felt. I left him there, by his little campfire. He poked at the coals with a stick, deep in thought, as I walked away. Had Berengar betrayed Kaer Morhen, I wondered. Is that what is bugging him?

Another night fell, another day.

The sun was setting as I stepped off my raft, and on to the Lady's island. I had a matter of business I needed to discuss with the Lady of the Lake.

Berengar? Why was he here? Had he followed me? No, he was already here - he must have known I was coming.

The moment I saw him, I knew he was finally going to tell me. He had a haunted, guilty look in his eyes, and yet he carried himself in his usual rigid, bitter way. No, there was something more, a grim determination.

My fears were true. Triss and Vesimer's suspicions were right, it was Berengar who had betrayed us!

Why was he telling me these things? It was as if he wanted my judgement, wanted me to look at him, to tell him I despised him. Yes, he wanted to face my anger, wished to face my wrath.

And yet, I wasn't angry. Disappointed and sad, and deeply troubled, yes, but not angry. In fact, I almost pitied him in that moment, knowing that my reaction was far short of what he wanted.

Pink and golden light reflected on the glassy waters.

"I don't intend to judge you," I said. "Does that mean you understand?" Berengar asked, as his face fell, "You don't condemn me?" "I can't condone your choices," I replied, "But I guess I understand."

Berengar seemed shocked. I guess he had expected me to pronounce judgement on him, the steel judgement us Witchers are all to familiar with. But there was nothing in me that could bring me to slay Berengar for what he had done. Certainly, his choices had led to Leo's death, and harmed the order of Witcher's irreversibly, but he couldn't have known that those things would occur, and in the heat of the moment I cannot blame him for his actions. Who is to say I wouldn't have done the same?

Berengar left in a hurry, leaving a few of his items. "We'll meet again White Wolf," he called back to me, as he walked away down the beach.

And we did.

Azar Javed's laboratory. Darkness incarnate. A place I knew full well I would likely not leave.

How did Berengar know to come at that moment? I'll never know.

He lunges forward, his blade raised. Javed growls in rage. A blinding blaze.

Arcane conflagration. Javed's flaming hammers, a deadly blur. A guttural scream, Berengar's?. The smell of blood and singed flesh. My own?

I stand back to my feet, feel my blade meet flesh. A pirouette, with a slight adjustment. Thanks Berengar, your swordplay was always a joy to watch. Javed cries out in pain. The hammers swing, more wildly this time. Another roaring blast. I am on my back again. Blurry images. Berengar on one knee, struggling to stand up. Powerful blows from Javed. Bones crack, flesh sizzles. Another scream from Berengar.

Lunging forward. Aard. A ringing blast of air. Javed's mass slamming an the ground.

Cold steel whistling through the air. My own. Javed is no more.

A pile of broken bones and charred flesh coughs. Berengar. Why did you come back? But it is too late. Not even White Raffard's will help him now.

Thank you, Berengar.

Rest in peace, Berengar.

 

[drakenvriend]

The most inspiring thing for me were the twisted results that sometimes came out of decisions. The Witcher made a good use of the proverb: Road to hell is paved with good intentions

THe time I was most awestruck: After finding out I had spent over 2 months playing the witcher 1 + 2 (4 play throughs each) and had not doubled a single decision and still did not see everything in the games

 

[mjcorrell.737]

Happy sixth to Geralt of Rivia, and the introduction of the World of The Witcher.

So, looking back on the fond and profound memories across these years and two PC game titles that has still only offered a glimpse of the world, like many have stated, once the thought of "favorite moments" was put into a focused question it became hard to actually narrow down any "one" moment. Still, when taking the time to examine the complex web of relationships between Geralt and the characters, Geralt and the environment and even within Geralt himself, eventually a point is reached where some moments touch on deeper points of memory than others, and it is with this view point that I offer such "favorite moments":

From The Witcher: Though Geralt clearly has a fierce warriors spirit riddled by the tolls of his choices, it goes without saying he is, foremost, still a man; a man with desires and drives. The questions of any moral consequence are as absent as is his restraint when enjoying such desires. But what spoke to me even more was that he was capable of rather extreme, albeit rare displays of intimacy; such as the intimacy he displays with Triss and Shani. So my favorite moment from this title comes when we find Geralt at a crossroads of which woman he will show more trust to, now that Alvin has become extremely important to the plot of the larger story now unfolding. To know that he acknowledges that one must be hurt in favor of showing trust to another, he still must do what he is compelled to do for the sake of what is to come (and I enjoy this even more because it is never presented as a right or wrong choice, as is the theme of this world, but a choice that will carry consequences regardless.) It is a moment that speaks of intimacy, trust, but also of sacrifice. To any of us in life, how would we face the truth of our actions should they take us down a path that would involve putting your intimacy and trust of someone to bare, and then perhaps make a choice that excluded them? Many of us have been there, and for each of us, that choice certainly had it consequences.

From The Witcher 2: As the world of The Witcher was greatly revealed to us in even greater detail with this title, so too was a deeper glimpse into the spirit and soul of our torn and fierce Witcher, Geralt of Rivia. Again, the theme that stuck with me, as similar to the first title, was the depth of Geralt as a man, and the level of intimacy and loyalty he showed to those closest to him; or the level of respect and loyalty he displayed when having to work along those he did not think highly of. The revelation of his intimacy for Yennifer, spoke to a side of Geralt we had not previously seen; a side that revealed to all of us that even a man as battle-hardened as Geralt, is willing to leave it all behind if even for a brief moment of peace and perhaps even love. Yet, even in the shadow of those memories, his intimacy with Triss remained as strong as revealed in The Witcher 1, only this time we are shown a path that actually brings his love and trust for her under the shadow of doubt; a position that revealed, in very sharp and unkind detail, that if need be even Geralt can and will sacrifice someone dear to him, if that is the choice that must be made. Also, in keeping with Geralt and his sense of loyalty, another impressive moment to see exactly was how he could not only gain the loyalty of those he encountered, but also find a way to give such loyalty even in the face of some choices that would otherwise put them all at odds; this speaks directly to his interactions with both Rouche and Iorvith, though to some smaller degree also with Zoltan (if certain choices are made.)

So in closing, the idea that Geralt, aside from being a Mutant, revealed some traits that made him even more human at times than even some of us tend to be and the moments as they were revealed to us; It was these moments, as I interpreted them, that were my favorite moments from The Witcher and The Witcher 2.

 

[megakotze]

Before actually playing The Witcher I had read a review saying that you could have sex with a lot of women. As with any guy aged 17-18 that got my attention most of all. So here I am, skipping dialogue, choosing random options and wondering when the good bits will come around. Luckily I soon realised that the game was meant to be enjoyed in a more profound kind of way and started paying it the attention it deserves. Still, I think it's kinda funny that I could've gone halfway through the game with no other goal in mind but looking for chicks. Maybe that's what it would've been if Dandelion was ever a playable character.

 

[tmarvolo]

Oh !... me... me
Ok Here's my favorite Witcher moment:

In The Witcher 2: We I went along with Triss Merigold as Geralt of Rivia to get the Roses of Remembrance. The first time I saw the Elven Bathhouse, the way Triss narrated the story during the cutscene and the background score during the narration was totally mesmerizing. I hope there are plenty of moments like this in The Witcher 3

Congratulations on the Amazing work on The Witcher series so far REDS !

 

[adq]

Well, there are many great moments in the story. But personally, I will never forget your games, because they are the best RPGs I ever played and I'm proud of all Polish devs at CDP Red Studio!

 

[An-Enemy-Within]

Fight Club! Letting S

 

[username_3589361]

Seeing Murky Waters for the first time in daylight, the sun and the beauty and the happy village... then leaving it burnt nearly to the ground in your wake...

Searching the corpse of Jacques De Aldersberg... that sinking feeling

 

[crimsongamer]

I met Geralt of Rivia on the field of battle and listened as he shared with me a story dark and cold bathed in mystery. I experienced threw his eye's suffering, heartbreak, loss and most of all love. I felt burdened by his plight to not only solve his Kings murder but also to avenge it. I also came to care about the common man and the plights that plagued them, from the criminal to the metaphysical. I learned to wield a sword in magnificent way's to conjure up fire as if I was born from it. I can not pick just one moment from the land of Rivia or from my dear friend Geralt that hit me the hardest or filled me with more awe then every second I spent there, for now my heart lives there....

 

[thefinalcut]

My favorite witcher moment is from The Witcher 1, close to the end of the fist eposide at the outskirts of Vizima. Its the whole argument with the reverend and the cinematic sequence that follows after Geralt escorts Abigale the witch from the cave she's been hiding in because the villagers wanted to lynch her. I love how this whole sequence sheds some critical light on religious fanticism and mysogeny (both mere masks for opportunism in this case). But the part I love the most is when Geralt tells the villagers that they can harm Abigale to quench their mobbish bloodthirst, but then he'll return and kill 'em all. The close up on his eyes as he says this is a wonderful piece of cinematography that never fails to give me a chill and rush of adrenaline.

 

[uncledavy]

When I saw a robber in my house, and I stupidly asked him what he was doing there, and he replied 'killing monsters' %)

As to the game itself, "but..." became pretty much standard form of farewell amongst my friends in case any of us needs to leave suddenly. That grandma moment was pure gold, still makes me giggle every time I think of it. And 'I told you not to fight monsters while drunk'. And that moment from the second part, where you're busy questing, and then you see a mob threatening Stennis, and you're immediately sucked into a rapdi investigation. And... *leaves to replay both games simultaneously*

 

[DieSlakkie]

My friend started playing the game before me, because I was working through the day and he wasn't. So he was a little farther ahead in the game than I was, and he just gave me this little warning, "Don't go outside after dark."
Me, being stupid curious person that I am, thought, "Pffft, he's bluffing, how bad can it be. I have two swords, I'm good to go."
Needles to say, I was running around in the Flotsam Forest's darkness screaming like a little Red Riding Hood being chase (which felt like) 200 something wolves, attracting more and more attention.
Made it back to Flotsam, got into a bed and freaking waited for morn.

Thanks for a brilliant experience guys.
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[MasterMattia]

I liked that moments when you feel safe even for a moment, maybe in vizima , maybe somewhere else, in a world where you are always in danger and have to be prepared for anything. Places like the beatiful shelter of love of Geralt and Triss in the elfic baths where, only some time after their moment of intimity, he has to fight Letho for his life. The same happens with Alvin, a child with magical powers that Geralt was growing as his son that in the end he will find as a grown man and the chief of his enemy from the beginning.