Outside Kaer Morhen, Year 1272
Having just left Kaer Morhen, Perseus began to head southwest to Temeria. During this long journey Perseus would help many and would become a well known and well respected witcher. It would only be a few days before the witcher would arrive at Ard Carraigh. It was in this city that the name of Perseus of Novigrad would become known and respected.
Outside Ard Carraigh, Year 1272
Having just arrived at Ard Carraigh, Perseus thought of his course of action. It was in this city that king Henselt ruled Kaedwen. If Perseus could come into the king's favor he could gain a powerful ally in the world. To do this however he would have to be known to the people.
Heading into the city Perseus headed to a nearby inn and bar. Perhaps someone inside could know of local jobs that would catch the attention of the king. As Perseus entered many of the patrons in the bar fell silent. While it was true that the city would get witchers coming through based on its close proximity to Kaer Morhen it was still quite strange to have one in the bar.
Perseus approached the bartender and signaled for a drink. "Hello, are there any jobs that would suit a witcher's skills in the city." Perseus asked as the bartender put a drink before him. "Well I have heard that Ebrend has been having some trouble. I don't know what it's about though." Perseus downed his drink and with a simple, "Thank you." Left the bar in seach of Ebrend.
Soon after Perseus found the man he was looking for. "Are you Ebrend?" Perseus asked the drunk and shitty looking man. "Yeah what's it to ya, ya fucking freak." Perseus honestly did not want to deal with this trash, but if it meant good coin and a reputation he would have to deal with it.
"I heard that you have been having trouble. I also heard that a witcher could help you with this trouble."
"Aye, I've been havin' some trouble. It's the damn rock troll. Ya see I gots a cabin in da woods and tha troll keeps me from gettin there. He keeps tryin ta kill me."
"If I took care of him for you, how much would you pay."
"I got a hundred that I can pay ya with. Just please kill da damn bastard and i'll pay ya. I'll throw in a fifty coin bonus if ya bring me his club."
"Consider the troll as good as dead."
"Great, now hurry up I need that fucker dead."
With a deal struck Perseus headed out of the city to find and kill this troll. If he could make the one hundred and fifty Orens that the man had promised, Perseus would have a good start to getting to Temeria. Now he just had to find and kill a rock troll.
Wilds outside Ard Carraigh, Year 1272
After nearly two hours of searching, Perseus had finally found the damn troll. Walking into the clearing he approached the troll. Now you may be wondering why Perseus was approaching a rock troll with no weapon drawn. Well you see witchers like Geralt and Perseus lived by a strict code. If a creature was sentient they must first check that it was not hostile. If it was hostile however they would kill it.
As he approached the troll he prepared to dodge and fight the monster. And just as Ebrend had said the troll picked up its club and charged him. 'Fuck' Perseus thought as he dodged the monster and drew his silver blade. Soon a game of cat and mouse began as Perseus would dodge the trolls strikes, but was never able to get a hit in.
Soon Perseus tired of this game and got far enough away that the troll had to once again charge. As it charged him Perseus jumped in the air, blade singing as it cut through the troll's neck killing the beast. 'Ah, Not so tough without your head are you, you ugly son of a bitch.' Perseus thought as he cleaned his blade, sheathed it, and grabbed the troll's club.
This would be the first of many of Perseus kills throughout time, whether they be man or beast. For you see, for a normal person to take the mutations to become a witcher they would simply become long lived. But Perseus was no normal person, he was a demigod, and a son of Poseidon at that. The mutagens had mixed with his godly blood and had gifted Perseus with the curse of agelessness.
Inside Ard Carraigh, Year 1272
Perseus approached Ebrend and through the troll's club at his feet. "I believe you owe me one hundred and fifty Orens." Seeing the troll's club Ebrend handed the witcher a bag full of coin. "Thank ya for slayin tha beast witcher. There's ya pay. Now I'm headin to my cabin."
As Ebrend left Perseus began heading around town once again looking for more jobs to fulfill and to become known in this city.
Three days later
Perseus was returning to a woman called Vetta, who had hired Perseus to slaughter the local nekker. It had been horrible for the young witcher. There had been so many of the little bastards that for every one that Perseus had killed three more showed up. Luckily he was being paid three hundred Orens for this job.
In the last three days Perseus had been going out into the wild slaughtering monsters. He had made nearly two thousand Orens in the last three days as he had been charging steep prices. As he collected his money from Vetta he looked for one last job before he would go see Henselt.
Finding someone who wanted monsters dead was not hard. Getting them to pay well, that was the hard part. He had heard of a young woman named Voffus who wanted a local giant killed. After finding Voffus, Perseus offered to kill the giant for four hundred to which the woman readily accepted.
Soon outside the city Perseus began his hunt for the giant. He eventually found the beast deep in the wood. Drawing his silver blade Perseus rushed the beast. It turned only to find a sliver blade piercing deep within its skull. As Perseus wrenched his blade from the beast blood began gushing all around the new giant corpse.
Simply swinging his sword to clean it of the black blood of the monster, Perseus sheathed his blade. Turning to return to the city he realized he was not alone. As he walked toward the city he realized that he was being watched, hunted.
After a short while he turned and said, "Show yourself, I know you are there." After saying this several men came out from the trees. Swords, maces, axes, and spears were held in their hands. "Alright witcher, gives all that you own and we won't kill ya." Hearing this Perseus chuckled and simply drew his steel sword. "If its a fight that you men want then I shall indulge you. I shall warn you though that to fight me means to die."
With these words the witcher seemed to disappear to the leader who was standing in front of the other three men. And just as suddenly as he disappeared, the witcher reappeared in front of the three men, their leader falling into two pieces. His intestines spilling from his body, as Perseus had cut the man in half.
"If you want to share his fate, then fight me, if not, leave."
After Perseus finished speaking the three immediately threw their weapons down and ran from the witcher. Once again simply swinging his sword to clean it, Perseus sheathed his blade and continued on his way to the city. Once he arrived at the gates, Perseus warned the guards of the bandits beyond the gates and entered the city.
Finding Voffus and telling her that the giant was dead was quite simple. After collecting his money Perseus began to head up to the castle to meat with Henselt. This was going to be an interesting meeting. Hopefully, Perseus would be able to make a powerful ally in king Henselt. If not, well Perseus had nothing to lose.
Castle of Ard Carraigh, Year 1272
Having entered the castle, Perseus began to head to the throne room to meat with king Henselt. As he entered the throne room many of the guards tensed. "Why are you here, witcher. I have heard you have been killing the monsters around my city." This was king Henselt, the ruler of Kaedwen and the man Perseus wanted to meet.
"Hello, your Majesty. I have come seeking to gain your favor." Perseus said this as he bowed before the king. "Have you now. Well then witcher I shall make you a deal. Recently a band of scoia'tael have been terrorizing those near the city. Their camp is somewhere in the wilds. If you kill them, all of them, then I shall owe you a favor witcher. Is that payment enough for you."
"I believe so, your Majesty."
"Then leave, and bring me the elf leaders head."
With there business concluded, Perseus turned and left the throne room. He had elves to kill.
Scoia'tael camp outside Ard Carraigh, Year 1272
It had not taken Perseus long to find the squirrel camp. Looking into the camp Perseus could count forty seven elves. After getting a count for all in the camp, Perseus drew his steel sword and began walking towards the camp. As two of the sentries spotted him they knocked and released their arrows toward Perseus. He simply brought up his sword and deflected the arrows.
As this happened the alarm in the camp had been raised and Perseus began a flat out charge at the camp. Now unlike humans, elves have a much quicker reaction time and could actually see the witcher begin his movements. However even to them Perseus seemed to be almost a blur. Perseus seemed to cross the twenty yard distance in milliseconds. As the first elf began to draw his sword his head was removed from his shoulders in a shower of blood.
The second was able to draw his sword before his sword hand was suddenly gone. As the stump gushed blood the elf was skewered through the chest. Perseus violently tore his blade from the elf, leaving the sentry to die in a pool of his own blood. With the first two dead Perseus began to slaughter all others in the camp. Every move that he made flowed into the next. He was a river of death flowing to destroy his enemies.
As Perseus moved through the camp all he left in his wake were the dead, mutilated, corpses of the elves. With every swing of his swords limbs, heads and bodies flew. In a matter of ten seconds Perseus had extinguished the lives of twenty three elves. As he continued his path of destruction all the elves could feel was fear. This man, no this demon had cut through their ranks leaving nothing but death.
Finally all that remained of the elves was their leader and commander, a male elf named, Hesir. "King Henselt must have sent you didn't he witcher." The elven commander asked of Perseus. "He did, and he said to kill all of you and bring your head to him." After saying these words Perseus pointed his blade toward the elf, challenging him.
With Perseus' challenge issued the elven commander charged him, swinging his sword in a downward strike. All he met however, was air. At this realization he felt Perseus' blade cut him from behind from shoulder to hip in a strike that left the elf paralyzed. With his opponent incapacitated Perseus simply took the scoia'tael commanders head from his shoulders and left. He had a king to see after all, and he had wasted an entire fifty seconds slaughtering the elves.
Throne room, Castle of Ard Carraigh, Year 1272
Approaching the throne Perseus threw the head of Hesir before the king. "Your band of scoia'tael met there fate, your Majesty." Perseus said as he once again bowed before the king. "It is unusual for me to owe a favor to one of your kind, witcher, but I do none the less. Ask for what you will." Following these words from Henselt, Perseus simply responded with; "I would like to save my favor your Majesty."
"So be it, you may leave witcher." With the kings dismissal Perseus turned and left the throne room. As he left Perseus headed to the many shops of the city where he could by supplies with the coin he had earned. Here he bought simple ingredients for potions, paid a blacksmith to enhance both his blades with runes, reforging the steel blade in the process, and replaced his leather garb with chain mail and hardened leather.
Fully supplied and now having no coin, Perseus set out on his journey once again. He would head south to the town of Ban Glean. Here he would continue to hunt monsters and it would be on the road to that town that Perseus would get his first title. The Butcher.
Road to Ban Glean, Two days later, Year 1272
As Perseus traveled the road to Ban Glean, he thought of all that he could do. He was now a witcher. A hunter of monsters and vanquisher of beasts. His profession was perhaps one of the most dangerous in the world. And yet he could not see himself doing anything else. He had trained for this for eleven long years. There was nothing else he could do now.
A cry for help dragged Perseus out of his thoughts. Just ahead of him on the road five men were harassing a small family of three. The father of the family lay on the ground bleeding from several cuts inflicted by a knife one of the men held. A small girl and her mother were having their cloths torn by the men.
Seeing this Perseus walked forward and threw the man who was tearing the cloths of the young girl away. Seeing this all five men came toward the witcher. "What are you doing, witcher." "Yeah, get out of here." After this was said the men began to move to harm the young witcher. "Look away." Perseus said as he leapt forward.
The next ten seconds was a brutal killing. As the witcher leapt in fists flying, he disarmed the man with the knife and using the man's own blade slashed his throat. As the man fell, throat gushing blood, Perseus continued his extermination. He stabbed the next man in the eye, tore the blade out, and used it to stab the third in the throat. With only two left Perseus slashed one across the face leaving him with a long cut from the left temple to the bottom right of his chin. As he slashed the one man, he grabbed the throat of the other and squeezed, breaking the man's neck.
Looking to the man he had slashed across the face, Perseus threw the knife away. "Stand up and fight me or flee this place." Perseus said to the injured man. "You killed my friends, you bastard. You won't get away with that witcher." The man replied with this as he stood to fight the witcher. "So be it." After he said this Perseus seemed to disappear from the man's perspective and the next thing he knew the witcher had shoved his fist through the man's chest and heart.
"Die in agony, monster." As the man heard these words he spat at the witcher's feet with the last of his strength then died. "Good riddance. These men ceased to be men when they dared harm innocents." With these words Perseus threw the corpse away, picked a cloth off one of the dead wiped his hand of blood and began to walk away.
The family watched as the witcher who had saved them simply walked away. As he did the patriarch of the family looked from the witcher to the corpses he had made. He wispered one simple word; "Butcher." And so it was that Perseus' reputation began to grow. He was known now as Perseus of Novigrad, The Butcher.
Ban Glean, Year 1272
Perseus entered the town of Ban Glean. Already he heard of the name people were now calling him. He did not think a name like, The Butcher, was suitable for what he had done, but he could not change it now. Besides, he had wanted to make a name for himself and he had done that.
As Perseus wandered Ban Glean he thought of where he wanted to go. He had already traveled much of Kaedwen and had seen much of the countryside. His end goal was Temeria and more specifically Visima. However, he would need to cross the Pontar to get there.
To do this he would need more supplies, and to get supplies he would need more coin. He would need to work a job in Ban Glean before he could cross the Pontar. As he continued to wander the town he was approached by a young woman.
"You are the witcher they call the Butcher, yes."
Hearing this Perseus sighed and responded with a simple, "Yes."
"Good, I have need of your skills witcher. A band of bandits, at least a dozen strong, killed my father outside the town. If you were to exterminate them I would pay you two hundred Orens."
This was an offer Perseus could not refuse and he readily accepted the deal. Soon he was in the woods searching for the bandits. 'Bandits' thought Perseus, 'the scum of the human race. Preying on innocent people and destroying lives.' These bandits were about to know the demon that was the Butcher.
Soon Perseus located the camp and the dozen bandits within. As Perseus was not feeling up to taking his time in this fight, he simply charged forward, sword flashing, severing limbs, and massacring bandits. Within a matter of seconds all twelve bandits in the camp laid dead.
All were mutilated, their blood splattered on the ground, the tents, and Perseus' blade. Severed limbs littered the ground. All that remained of the camp were three tents, and the blood, entrails, and limbs of the bandits littering the ground. Perseus had had no mercy for what he considered scum. Job completed, Perseus turned around and began to head back to Ban Glean. It was time for him to cross the Pontar and enter Temeria.
South Side of the Pontar river, Year 1272
Having just crossed the Pontar, Perseus began his trek to Vizima. With the two hundred coins that girl had paid for the bandits, Perseus had been able to buy supplies and ingredients needed for his trip. It would only be a few more days before Perseus would arrive in Vizima. Once in Vizima Perseus would take jobs and stay in the city for a little while. After his stay in Vizima he would travel the world.
Soon the name of Perseus of Novigrad would be known throughout the world. For Perseus would play a major role in a war soon to ravage the land. And this war would only be the first of many that Perseus would participate in. For, in only a few decades, he would be known as the ageless one. He would be known as Perseus the undying.
Alright there is chapter three. Perseus has been busy killing some people. Just so you guys know, with the runes Perseus' blades are near indestructible and can cut through most objects. His armor is similar to the armor Geralt uses in the witcher three trailer, killing monsters. Besides that Perseus is incredibly fast. The only one who can keep up with him is Geralt, who won't be resurrected for another year. Percy won't see Geralt until after the witcher 3. This means all of the games are the same. However the dates are pushed back two years. That means witcher happens as Perseus is traveling. He just missed Geralt. Witcher 2 won't happen until 1273 and Percy will be involved in the third Nilfgaard war. Other than that all dates are the same except for dates after 1270. And yes Perseus is ageless. I hinted at this with one of his titles in the prologue. And no Perseus is not invincible, only age does not affect him. He can still be killed by a sword, arrow, enough poison to kill a witcher, and other mortal means. However, because of his skills and powers he is one tough son of a bitch to kill. Next chapter will be Percy entering Vizima. Chapter four will be released next week. Until then, read and review.