In Nilfgaard, there are no limits. Only power and potential.
Ill winds follow grave robbers.[to Yurga]
Ciri is all I have left of my daughter.[Queen Calanthe]If Ciri survives, then Pavetta lives on too.[Geralt of Rivia]
I’m done apologizing. I’m done with all of this. I have to move on.[to Dara]
The sentence will be passed by the very council members you attacked. It is sure to be death.[Chireadan]I suppose that’s one way of getting some rest.[Geralt of Rivia]
That’s why I brought you along, Geralt of Rivia. Nothing scares you.[Borch Three Jackdaws]Huh. Then you don’t know Yennefer of Vengerberg.[Geralt of Rivia]
Why not kill them?[Renfri]Because then I am what they say I am.[Geralt of Rivia]
You have to go in there, don’t you? I recognize the look. I know how you feel.[Chireadan]You’re making me uncomfortable.[Geralt of Rivia]
You are a first draft of what nature intended.[to Yennefer]
The army whose stink I can smell on a strong breeze is one I worry about.
Not often do we see your likeness here in Blaviken.[Stregobor]Not many of my likeness left.[Geralt of Rivia]
A reclusive sorcerer who uses an alias and hires a young girl to procure him a witcher. You don’t want my monster. You want me to kill yours.[to Stregobor]