fae

For as long as Jaskier could remember, he had been frail. His parents hired countless healers over the years, all of whom said the same thing: there was something wrong with his heart.

It beat too slowly most days—soft, sluggish, and uncertain—only to suddenly race without warning, pounding hard enough to leave him breathless.

Because of this fragility, Jaskier spent much of his life indoors. His love of music began as a gentle pastime, one that wouldn’t strain his heart like running or play might. Still, his parents nearly fainted when he announced his intention to study in Oxenfurt.

Then he met Geralt.

This whole mess began when Geralt was helping Yennefer train Ciri in magic. One thing led to another, and now he’s somehow stuck wandering through different worlds.

So far, Geralt has seen realms of burning fire, places where people drove strange horseless carriages, and even one world entirely without shrimp—which got dull very quickly.

In some worlds, though, things weren’t so different from his own. In one, he even met another version of himself—one who was married to Jaskier. It was a pleasant world… until that other Geralt punched him.

“I’m looking for Jaskier,” Geralt asked a student at Oxenfurt Academy in yet another world.

The student blinked at him. “Do you mean Professor Pankratz?”

“I suppose I do,” Geralt said.

“Wait here,” the student replied, before hurrying off. Moments later, an older man appeared, leaning on a cane.

“Master witcher, what can I do for you?” asked Professor Pankratz—who was unmistakably Jaskier, just older and wiser.