Witcher is a hit Netflix series, inspired by books. It’s set in a fantasy realm. Follow Geralt, monster hunter, as he deals with tricky politics and fights creepy creatures. Viewers love it for strong characters, rich world and exciting action. It’s a wild ride!

Meet the characters from The Witcher

Triss

Triss is the warm, cinnamon-scented sort of mage who shows up with a casserole and a braid that’s always half-untucked. She’s a healer, devoted friend, and low-key political operator who somehow manages to be both painfully shy and utterly flirtatious depending on the tea temperature. She worries, she laughs, she makes bad jokes at tense moments, and then surprises you by saving the day with a clever spell—usually while spilling something. There’s a stubborn bravery to her; she won’t toot her own horn but will absolutely throw herself between you and a wyvern. Also, she collects tiny glass animals for reasons she can’t fully explain and will argue with you about the best way to brew chamomile (she’s definitely wrong sometimes).

Ciri

Ciri is a whirlwind in human form — scarred, swift, and constantly three moves ahead even when she swears she’s not planning anything. She’s heir to a throne and also the kind of person who’ll sneak into a tavern to eat pie at midnight, which says a lot about priorities. Raised to be a ruler, trained like a Witcher, she somehow balances royal dignity with a feral, reckless streak that makes her unpredictable (and thrilling). There’s a tender, lost kid underneath the steel though—she’s both fiercely independent and weirdly craving to be held, which is confusing but real. Oh and she collects stars in her head? No seriously, she has a stupid knack for getting lost in the sky when she’s stressed and then being like, “what, I was just checking the weather.”

Yennefer

Yennefer is a walking paradox: raven-haired, diamond-eyed, utterly ruthless about her goals but secretly sentimental in a way she’d never admit. Power-hungry, brilliant, and fashionably intimidating, she commands a room and will roast you with one look (and then probably make you tea on the sly). She’s complicated, trauma-shaped, motherly in strange, grabby ways toward Ciri, but also delightfully petty sometimes (keeps a list, I swear). Her magic is elegant and terrifying; she’s the type who’d rewrite reality and then demand a receipt — efficiency meets vicious grace. Also: obsessed with cats? Maybe not, but definitely obsessed with being the center of any serious conversation, whether you like it or not.

Fringilla

Fringilla is icy elegance with a volcanic core — poised, precise, and scary-good at keeping secrets. She sings like somebody carved moonlight into sound and uses that same control with her magic, which is both beautiful and a little terrifying. There’s loyalty to Nilfgaard that sometimes looks like devotion and sometimes like practical ambition; she’s not a cardboard villain, she’s wearing silk while plotting. She can be warm in flashes (surprising) and also cold as a silver mirror the next moment — carry a blanket and a warning sign.

Tissaia

Tissaia is the archetypal stern headmistress turned human lioness — all rules, tweed, and dramatic pacing around scrolls. Don’t be fooled by the shawl; she’s terrifyingly competent, politically savvy, and will quietly rearrange the fate of nations while knitting. There’s a softness reserved for those she loves (Ciri? the School? less so the messy polite nobles) and a temper that makes students sweat just remembering a history lesson. She believes in hard choices and proper posture, but also apparently keeps a box of terrible sweets in her desk for emergency bribery — go figure. She can be inscrutable and scandalously witty if you catch her after three cups of coffee or ten years of wronged justice.

Queen Calanthe

Queen Calanthe is a literal lioness in armor — fierce, blunt, and the kind of monarch who’d duel a suitor just to make a point. She runs Cintra like a tight ship: prideful, warm to her people in public, and deadly to anyone who underestimates her in private. She’s loud, loves feasting, harbors legendary stubbornness, and will roar at you about honor then buy you a drink five minutes later. Appearance matters to her in a “wear your scars like jewelry” kind of way, and she adores Ciri with an overprotective, slightly terrifying devotion. Also she apparently eats like a champion and naps like a cat — contradictory, sure, but she pulls it off with a crown tilted at a rakish angle.