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Before the Sacking, some noble houses would sponsor witcher schools. It was a show of wealth and prestige, which also had the added benefit of putting one's territories higher on the witchers' list of priorities.
Of course, the sponsors abandoned them when the witchers' numbers dwindled too low to prioritize any territory.
Thus, it was a shock to all of the wolves when they received a letter from the Viscount of Lettenhove offering them a sponsorship contract. Was this a joke? A twisted plot to kill the rest of them? Did this Viscount know they couldn't possibly offer him any sort of special treatment?
Despite their doubts, the wolves sent a representative to Lettenhove. Geralt was the most likely to survive a trap, and his reputation couldn't possibly get lower if he had to fight his way out.
Geralt braced himself for the worst. He had his guard up as he arrived in Lettenhove, as he was received graciously, as he met the surprisingly young and handsome Viscount.
"You must be tired from your long journey. I have a bath and food prepared."
"I'd rather see to the contract first."
The Viscount placed a sheet of parchment before him, and Geralt read the contract. He read it again. A third time to be sure.
"What the fuck is this?!?" Geralt growled.
"I thought the conditions reasonable."
"It's completely one-sided!" Geralt waved the contract in his face, like that would help the Viscount see the situation clearer. "You can't be serious!"
The contract, if you could even call it that, basically guaranteed an allowance for the wolf school and safe lodging for them in Lettenhove or any of the Viscount's properties.
In exchange for...stories. The wolves would have to visit the Viscount to tell him about their hunts.
What the fuck?
"I am deadly serious," the Viscount responded, and Geralt could tell it was the truth. "You see, witcher, I have an excess of responsibilities, so I lack the freedom to travel. However, I have the means to pay someone to share their experiences with me. I thought 'why not pay someone who actually needs the money?' You witchers are famously underpaid."
Geralt stared at the noble uncomprehendingly. If the Viscount was looking for entertainment, Why not hire a bard instead?
"Should you need time to consider it, you may stay as long as you like. Your rooms--"
"We'll sign."
The Viscount's proper facade cracked, and the man beamed like a child. "REALLY?!?"
Geralt nodded. He couldn't understand the Viscount, but he also couldn't deny that he and his brothers needed the money.
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