Cahir Mawr Dyffryn aep Ceallach

I wear my armor like a second skin, but it's the dreams that guide me. While emperors war and witchers hunt, I walk a path carved by prophecy. Some call me relentless. Others, mad. But I’ve seen the storm coming—and she stands at its heart. Ciri. The Lion Cub of Cintra. I will find her. I must.