School Of The Dragon(discontinued)

The Start

You were born in Novigrad. This city is all you know. Your father was a witcher and your mother a sorceress. Guess its not so uncommon at all. While on a contract in the oxenfurt forest your father happened upon a traveling vagrant. He said to your father that he had the power to give a child unto your parents. He and your mother had always wanted to have children yet they were both infertile due to the witcher process and sorceresses being naturally infertile. Reluctant he agreed not really expecting anything from it. With a flip of a coin and a gust of wind, the vagrant vanished. He finished his contract and rushed home to your mother who cried tears of joy for she was newly pregnant. 8-9 months later you happened. A boy with witcher eyes yet unlike the normal cat eyes witchers have. No these burned hot. These were Dragon Eyes. You seemed to have inherited some witcher abilities as well such as enhanced reflexes and a fast metabolism yet you aged at a semi normal rate. Your father and mother treated you as their world. Your father was training you in the ways of the Witcher. You learned about other schools such as the Cat, the Gryffin, and the Wolf. Your father created his own school after being dissatisfied with all of the other schools leadership and teachings. His school as he called it, was " The School of The Dragon". Fitting as far as names go given your fathers amulet and your eyes. After finishing basic school you took an interest in Madame Irinas acting troupe much to your fathers dismay but as such in all of your choices he supported you. You made friends with Priscilla and Dudu. Later befriending Dandelion, and after a few shots even Zholtan. You had a reputation around Novigrad as a Livewire. Someone who brought life to the party. Soon after...the Witch hunts started.
You saw many friends burned at the stake, many more being locked up. You urged your mother to leave novigrad but she refused. "I will not leave my own home because some men in brown and pointy hats say so..." One night while practicing with the troupe you see a column of smoke. You go to hierarch Square to see who it is now and see your own mother on the stake. Your father is standing there, you run to set her free but he stops you. A single tear streams down his eye. He simply says "Violence for violence is the rule of the beasts" He then hands you his medallion. Thus begins our story for the next morning the Wolf and Raven arrives.