Last night I was thinking that maybe, on some occasion, Lambert takes a contract from a weird guy. He has a wife and a kid, and even though Lambert doesn't think the guy has the money, he takes it anyways.
He kills the monster and then demands payment.
The guy refuses. He doesn't have that much. An argument breaks out.
Suddenly the man says something along the lines "You witchers take children huh? Take the child then! The bastard might not even be mine!"
He didn't know it was Lambert, who became a witcher againts his will, who was thrown into the world of blood and monsters, who seen his father act in similar ways.
He leads him outside, wanting to negotiate something else.
Time passes and the scared mother walks out, son closely behind her.
There is no sight of the witcher or the man.
Only a sack of money on the door step and the smell of blood lingering in the air.
You and I share a headcanon. In my world, Lambert is a sort of warrior combination of Santa Claus and Saint Valentine. Got a contract from a shithead whose wife and kid have bruises up and down their arms? Yeah, he’ll slay the monster, but dad “accidentally” gets eaten by the monster just before Lamb decapitates it.
Rich local magistrate steals from the impoverished people who hired Lambert to kill drowners and could only pay him in bread? Shame about his house burning down.
Lamb goes to brothels for free because he beats up any client who is rough with the staff.
The people who live where Lambert patrols think of him as their very grouchy avenging angel.
Jaskier and Geralt travel through Lamb’s territory one year. The people are a bit more suspicious of Geralt than seems warranted. Jask makes some inquiries, and a bartender quietly asks him, “Is your Witcher like ours? Ours kills the monsters, but he kills the bad guys too.”
Geralt is EXTREMELY annoyed by how many songs Jaskier writes about his irritating little brother that year.
“You’re my bard, damnit!”
Jaskier’s eyes widen. “I am?”
Geralt is EVEN MORE ANNOYED when the song that comes out of that declaration is still about Lambert.
“What the hell, Jaskier?!” He glares at Jaskier’s lute as if it wrote the damn song.
“Geralt, Lambert is such a glorious hero that not only does he help humans be better people, he even helps the great White Wolf be a better man!”
Geralt growls and tackles Jaskier.























