It appears that my new profession suits me quite well.
In my apprenticeship to Artorias, I have travelled more than I thought possible in this realm of ours. After their war with the Order, the Guild of the Black Sky has resumed their expansion into less settled regions of Osterra. While I’m not sure my lord and lady will be overly fond of this foreign incursion, the Guild’s focus on trade is likely to bring much-needed relief to Kair. Furthermore, their treatment of natives is peaceful and mutually beneficial, in part due to my assistance with negotiations.
Perhaps it is my old station which yields such positive results, as few in proximity to Kair can claim full independence from my lord’s city. Regardless, I came along with Artorias’ guildmates to serve as a negotiator and a guide, and I believe I’ve done my part in aiding their journey North.
I did not expect to be paid for this endeavor, as in Kair, apprentices are not paid in coin. It appears that customs are different in my new line of work, as I was reminded that the first priority of every witcher is payment. How far this leads me from my role as my lord’s ward.
I hope Luima fares better than when last we spoke. It has been several months since I last laid eyes upon my sister, and I have not the heart to depart from my mission to return home. I feel guilty, but I believe the scars upon my soul have begun to heal. Is it possible she feels the same? Has time begun to work its magic upon us both? Regardless, my journey continues. I will acquire the power I must to destroy Orzalon.
I suppose there is no harm in creating a new life for myself in the process.