“That fatso? He’d steal his old man’s money just to have some booze here. Roy thought he could make some money out of it, for the players in Witcher 3 would invariably get addicted to Gwent.Īn ugly smile carved itself on One-Eyed Jack’s weathered, wrinkly face. The Gwent match came as a surprise though. He’d teach Brandon a simple magic trick he’d learned online in his past life.
He was waiting because he had a deal to keep. He said he’d treat me to some fruit wine tonight,” Roy lied. He was only thirteen, so acting cute wasn’t something to be ashamed about. You shouldn’t be in an inn.” When One-Eyed Jack tried to pat Roy’s head with his furry hand, Roy evaded it easily. “Hey, Roy, why aren’t you at home? It’s past your bedtime. Scoia’tael decks would only emerge after the Northern War, where a dwarf grandmaster would create the expansion pack. The Northern War hadn’t begun yet in the year 1260, which meant nobody knew of Scoia’tael, and that meant no decks. Scoia’tael was an alliance who helped Nilfgaard ambush the humans in the Northern Kingdoms in the war. Monster cards were rare, while Scoia’tael decks, well… Some of the rarer ones could cost as much as a house in Vengerberg, the capital of Aedirn, but the collectors who would sell those were scarce.Īfter watching a few matches, Roy saw Nilfgaardian decks, Northern Kingdom decks, and even Skellige Isles decks, but there were no monster cards or Scoia’tael decks. Some of the unique cards were created by a dwarf grandmaster, making them masterpieces.Ī normal card would usually go for a couple of crowns at most, and most shops would sell a few of them. Their flawless craftsmanship, gorgeous artwork, and perfect design were divine and impossible to forge. The characters in the cards were based on the legendary characters in the world, such as King Emhyr of Nilfgaard, King Foltest of Temeria, King Demavend of Aedirn - who was wearing a crown - and the beautiful Queen Meve of Lyria and Rivia.Įvery Gwent card was a dwarf’s labor of love. Nobles and civilians alike loved to play a few matches in their spare time. Gwent was first created by a dwarf as a way to stave off boredom, but it quickly grew in popularity thanks to its simple rules and interesting and ever-changing gameplay. Roy was standing before the Gwent game board, and his eyes gleamed as he looked at the delicate, beautiful cards. It was a quiet place, one where a few customers were enjoying their drinks after a day of hard work. Ol’ Captain’s Inn was illuminated warmly by the crackling fireplace and the luminescent candles that hung along the walls.
One-Eyed Jack was a bearded man who loved to brag about his younger days that were spent on the seas of Skellige Isles. Once they had a few drinks, they’d get high and call the inn’s boss - One-Eyed Jack - for a game of Gwent. Occasionally, single young men with time to spare would frequent the inn to spend the night away from home. The only places that were still bright were the chief’s home and the ramshackle inn in the village center - Ol’ Captain’s Inn. His job was to chase away any beasts or bandits, and to signal everyone if danger was coming. Thompson, the night patrol, went around the village with nothing but a torch and his rusty sword. The men went to sleep with their wives beside them, while the children stared into the night sky and counted the sheep. As the night turned dark, the villagers started blowing their candlelights out.
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