I Keep Seeing The New Pictures Of The Witcher Set With All The Mage Characters, And I Cant Stop Laughing

I keep seeing the new pictures of The Witcher set with all the mage characters, and I can’t stop laughing because I keep thinking like, who gave all these 13th Century mages modern jackets?? The mix between fantasy and modern stuff is so funny to me.

day 3/10 : One hour portrait painting practice :3 

[Thursday, 1:53PM]

Eskel: Answer your phone.

Lambert: Gimme a minute I cant find my phone

Eskel: Okay.

[Thursday, 2:02PM]

Eskel: You are an awful child. You know you are killing me. Your killing your brother, Lambert.

Lambert: Only took you 7 minutes to catch on well done Kelly :)

Eskel: I don’t even know where you came from.

A question for Papa Vesemir, how do you get your pups to calm down after a year on the Path? They must be stressed when they come back. (Also I love you)

Vesemir: *Chuckles* I’m flattered. And, yes, you’re right. The pups don’t usually come home in good spirits. It’s a hard life, out there on the path. Food’s always scarce and your pay’s not always given in full when you’ve finished off a contract. That makes it difficult to buy supplies for potions, which in turn can lead to improperly patched wounds. Their clothes and armor are torn and hanging off them all by the time Winter rolls around, and the things the three of them see on their travels are things that a human’s imagination couldn’t stand to conjure on its own. Everything takes a toll, but I try my best to make their time here in the Winter as restful as possible.

Feeding them all’s the most important thing. Gotta make sure the pantries are stocked full before the pups arrive. That’s where a majority of my own coin goes. I don’t take many jobs anymore but when I do head out for a hunt, I make sure the payment’s worth it. King Bran of Skellige handed over enough gold to last us all three Winters once, after I cleared a pod of sirens off his shores. Most of it went to food. My boys come home starved from the path, their ribs sticking out sometimes...I don’t like it one bit. That’s why I make sure and feed them all plenty once they’re home. The first few nights at the keep, we have more to eat than usual. That helps to at least settle their aching bellies.

I tend to all of their wounds as well, once they come back home. Like I said before, they run out of coin and it gets hard to buy supplies for potions. Luckily, here at Kaer Morhen I’ve got the lab, a greenhouse, and everything in my study. Plenty of medicine and bandages and sterile tools for stitching. I can’t tell you how many times one of them’s come back with a fever, holdin onto an opened wound that’s been oozing out infection for who knows how long. Healing them is usually a simple task but getting them to hold still while I fix whatever’s ailing them, now that’s a different story. Especially if it’s Lambert. I don’t normally condone his drinking habit but a little bit of booze helps to settle him enough for me to patch him up.

Scratches and bites aren’t the only hurts they all bring back, however. The wounds in the mind are the hardest ones to treat. I do what I can, but nothing of that sort can really be cured entirely. There’s brews to help at least, and I keep enough made for each one of my pups. Different potions work for different witchers, of course. I can’t give Geralt the same brew I give to Lambert for nightmares. It wouldn’t work if I did, and If I gave Geralt’s to Eskel, it would only make his worse. 

The only other thing I can give my boys is my love. I talk to them whenever they need that and listen when they just need me to hear them. Sometimes one or two or all of them will slip into my room at night after a nightmare. They’ll either make themselves a spot on the floor to stay the rest of the night or make themselves comfortable on the open side of my bed. Eskel’s told me it just makes him feel like he’s safer. I assume that’s the case with Geralt and Lambert as well, and that’s fine by me. They’re always welcome to stay with me if they need to...Lullabies help to settle them back down at times like that, after they’ve had a dream bad enough to send them running to me. Lambert likes to have his back rubbed too. That’s always helps him back to sleep.

A lot of folk would have you believe that Witchers don’t give hugs but that’s a lie. I hug my sons every day. They’re my sons. I want them to know that I love them.

So like am I one of the few who thinks of Eskel as the older sibling kind?👀 Like he’s got so much big brother energy it’s so crazy, let me tell you about the things I’ve thought of for it.

Geralt’s been feeling kind of down during the winter months, sulks here and there, spreading the scent of sadness. Maybe he misses his bard, no one knows because he won’t talk about it. Now think Eskel in the keeps library looking for books he’s read over and over before, and Geralt comes in after doing his chores and walks over to him and just leans against him. Eskel knew it was gonna happen sooner or later, hums, and picks out one of Geralt’s favourite books. He gets the wolf to sit next to the fire with him. By supper time, Lambert finds them laying next to the hearth with Eskel reading out loud and Geralt sleeping with his hair being played with.

With Lambert It’s different, no I don’t think Lambert’s the one to just sit there in silence, I think he bottles it up and gets angry easier. Mixing Eskel into the situation, i bet he’s a lot more daring than Geralt would be, more likely to chunk Lambert off the roof of Kaer Morhen, or tackle him out of nowhere. Not saying Geralt wouldn’t do it, but I feel as if Eskel can tell when Lambert’s gonna pop a lot quicker. This also goes with jokes, name calling, snarky remarks thrown at each other.

Now with Jaskier, I can totally see him and Eskel just reciting old poems written by dead poets. Maybe one night while Eskel is helping cook, and by that I mean he’s just making sure the stew was stirred, Jaskier comes marching in and whips out this poem that Eskel hasn’t heard in a while, but it’s the very poem Jaskier used to express he’s angry. Eskel would reply back with some poem he remembers back on, and they just go back and forth like that. Sometimes it’s just a couple of poems, but the longest they gone was almost four days.

Yes I want to add Vesemir into this, I saw some headcanons about Vesemir and Eskel having a close relationship as father & son and I love it so much. Man, when Lambert or Geralt ruffles Vesemir’s feathers a little too much, I love to think of Vesemir going out to the training grounds and doing drill over drill over drill, and Eskel comes to join him. Sometimes they talk, other times they just fall into sync. Maybe after Vesemir cooks Eskel his favourite soup because he appreciates him being there.

This can also be seen as big, middle or little sibling but I just think he radiates big brother energy so much.

that look that Geralt has when Yennefer enters the inn and Jaskier is going “no no no” and Geralt says “I’m in” like the boy is so gone, so gone for this woman, thank you Henry for that ridiculous expression of being a disaster for someone.