#fyeahwitcherocs

Minnia Of Redania x Jaskier

✎ character profile : PETRONELLA OF CINTRA

❝ petronella elen adalia calanthe, best know as petra of cintra, is the fraternal twin sister of cirilla of cintra. as the mirror of her father, she was often cast out and disfavored in place of her sister. due to this, she became filled with spite and was easily manipulated into joining the cause of the white flame by her friend the court mage, vincen, despite not knowing it’s true meaning. petra is used by emhyr to help track down, ciri...❞

BOOK COVERS :: BLOODLINE ( the witcher s1 - s3 )

Kiana of Cintra was a failure.  She failed at producing magic the way her sister had, she failed at being the princess her mother wanted, and when the time came to save her niece from the hands of Nilfgaard she had failed at that too.  Queen Calanthe had charged her own daughter with the safety of Pavetta’s child and Kiana had lost her amongst the madness and chaos of Cintra’s fall.  A chaos her mother had spent trying to help her daughters master after that fateful feast.  Kiana of Cintra was a failure. but Kya the Woodwitch was not.  Kya provided the people of Novigrad with their herbal remedies and soothing cures. Kya smiled and shared stories with the merchants decorating their tables and selling their wares.  It was Kya who healed them with what little magic she possessed, and it was Kya who took in the Witcher and his Bard when they’d been injured.  Kya who froze instantly upon hearing the name Geralt of Rivia.  Kya, who was now forced to return to the life she’d known before the fall, as the Witcher and his Bard escort her back to Cintra in the hopes of passing her off as the missing Princess Kiana to earn their coin.  The meeting feels more like chance than anything, but the threads of destiny are at work, drawing Geralt of Rivia and Kiana of Cintra closer together than ever before. 

Celeste of Cintra + Cahir Mawr Dyffryn aep Ceallach

“You love him.” The words were a tired mix of amused and disgusted. “This man burned your city to the ground, took you prisoner with the intention of having the White Flame...”

“Yes, I love him.” Celeste stood with her head held high. Danger always burned through her sister’s veins, and her niece’s. Perhaps hers, too. “Whatever that makes me, I love him.”

thira of vattweir + that unwanted animal

there's this noise i cannot shake, well, can't you hear that scratching? there's something at the door ...

'cause that second wind is coming, love, it's coming for all we own, and on the creature scratches, it doesn't know how to get out.

endless amount of posters for stories im too lazy to write ✨

( open to find out more )

tessa’s endless ocs: meera + calista + alissa in “threads of fate”

Alissa was born into nothing, just as she was made from nothing. But she is only ten years old when Tissaia de Vries finds her on the border of Redania, with no memory of how she got there except she knew she was running. She was always running. From what, she did not know, but she knew that if it caught up with her, her life would be over. So Alissa follows the mage to Aretuza, and finds that no matter how far she escapes, her past always catches up with her.

Meera was born under a curse. The black sun loomed high over her mother the day of her birth, and she’d been paying for it ever since. Her only saving grace seemed to be nomadic Witchers who had taken her in, teaching her the tricks of the trade until she was just as deadly as any of them. A female witcher is unheard of, and Meera plans to keep it that way.

Calista was born into royalty. The second daughter of Queen Calanthe and the Dragon of Cintra, Calista was free to roam as she saw fit, following in her mother’s footsteps of becoming one of the greatest generals the Kingdom had ever seen. But when Nilfgaard attacks her home and she and her niece are separated by unforeseen circumstances, Calista refuses to play puppet monarch and turns to the only person she has left. Geralt of Rivia.

Three women born into three different circumstances yet connected by the ever tightening thread of fate. Their lives forever weaving into one another, creating a tapestry that ties their lives, and the fate of their kingdoms, together.