Having the blood of a siren in her veins was no easy life for Y/n of Vizima, especially when she travelled with a witcher. The both of them, hated and cast out as magical freaks, know that they can only do their duty and slay the monsters that come their way for their earn in coin. But an annoying young bard, whose heart is set on singing tales of adventure, heartache, and love, somehow manages to cross them with destiny, and they drop in the middle of a battle none of The Continent was ready for. Uncompleted until I finish season 3. I do not own the Witcher. All rights go to Andrzej Sapkowski and Netflix. I only own Y/n and her story