#Cyrus Engelkind Hemmelfart

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Cyrus Engelkind Hemmelfart

Chest 1: As Hierarch of the Church of the Eternal Fire, Cyrus Hemmelfart is a man of great power and the knowledge of how to wield it. Absolutions, excommunications, indulgences... they are, all of them, excellent tools for applying pressure on allies and foes alike.

Chest 2: Hemmelfart quickly ascended to the peak of the Church's hierarchy and equally quickly became accustomed to the privileges that accompany the position. He adorns himself in silks and satins, drinks rare wines from silver chalices, partakes only of the most sumptuous fare and, discreetly of course, keeps many supple bodies to warm him in his bed...

Chest 3: Many Novigradians often wonder whether the Church of the Eternal Fire's chief ideologue himself even believes in the faith's doctrine. Does he truly believe a new and better world will rise from the ashes of righteous flame? Of course, not a soul would ever utter these questions in public, for they know that those who do find themselves branded heretics and burned alive atop a pyre...

Scroll 1: Hierarch Hemmelfart may have the appearance of a decrepit man with hands shaking from old age and legs shaking beneath his prodigious girth, but that voice! By the gods, a voice that could move mountains!

Scroll 2: Hemmelfart never utters – he thunders. His fiery sermons echo from his temple's gilded halls throughout all the alleys and homes of Novigrad.

Scroll 3: Non-humans, alchemists, mages and sorceresses – all enemies of the Eternal Fire cower at the sound of his booming oration.

Scroll 4: For, although Hemmelfart is no warrior in his own right, his loyal army of Firesworn zealots yearn for a chance to impose their righteousness will upon the wicked.

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Spoilers!  Cyrus Engelkind Hemmelfart.

[lets-play-gwent]

NEW FIC ALERT-- WIP

Hullo Witcher fandom friends, I have had a lot of trouble getting motivated to write fic lately. Instead of putting a lot of pressure on myself to finish this thing and make it perfect, I am going to post it right now because I am excited about and proud of what I have so far (more fics need to include Zoltan Chivay-- I saw a need and I remidied it). 

THIS IS UNFINISHED. More updates to come.

Jaskier’s heart was thrumming in his ears as he wove through the bustling market crowd. Pull yourself together, this is nothing new, he quietly assured to himself, trying to push the worry out of his mind and focus on exhilaration. The chaos of Novigrad soothed his nerves somewhat; the city was tough, but if there was something Jaskier could handle just fine, it was performing for a crowd. Never mind the fact that his lute was stashed safely back at the Passiflora, or that he would be performing his own death instead of a set of tried and true songs.

Unfortunately, having the reputation of being a skilled lover, talented musician, and rat bastard makes it somewhat difficult to effectively convince people of your demise. Nevertheless, too many people were asking the secret to his flawless skin and lasting youth; it was time to disappear from the Continent once more. It had to be grand, maybe a little bit gory, and very public.

In his heart of hearts Jaskier couldn’t stand putting on such a scene for all his friends and colleagues in Oxenfurt, and by the Gods someone there was bound to notice. So here he was in Novigrad, where the unobservant and bloodthirsty crowd would chatter about his death to every passing traveler but quickly move on in the wake of some other gruesome sight. Little did he know, Jaskier had chosen a deeply historic and tumultuous night to fake a death. Quite a plan, Julian, Jaskier thought to himself, now how to pull it off without getting more than a broken leg…

meanwhile...

“Melitele’s tits!! Arghh!!” Zoltan swore loudly and slammed an empty tankard down on the inn table. “That’s the fifth game tonight. Fuck me, I should know better than to play a fuckin’ Witcher. It’s my own damn fault. Hey—missy—“ he gestured towards the barkeep with a drunken, sultry look. “Get us another round, he’s buying!” The barkeep rolled her eyes but filled two more tankards and brought them to the table. One ‘slipped’ and sloshed about half its contents onto Zoltan’s lap.

“Whoops,” she said, with a grimace that could kill a small animal.

Zoltan’s hand flexed towards his ax, but be soon relaxed and repeated the golden rule under his breath. Don’t fuck with people who handle your ale.

Geralt, observing with delight, coughed back his laughter and swept his Gwent cards together, deftly shuffling them into a neat deck. “Another game?” he asked with a sly smile.

“Fuck off,” Zoltan downed the rest of his ale and belched. “The food here is shite, why don’t we go get some sweet buns at the stall across the way?”

“Sure you’re not just afraid of losing?” Geralt stood and slung his swords over his back.

“I said fuck off!”

*********

Music grew louder and lights grew brighter as the sinking sun sparkled across the seaport. It was a celebration like none other Geralt had seen—the typically stoic and hardworking women of the fish market danced in the streets, twirling their skirts and flashing their chemises. Drunks laughed and sang with aristocrats in the gutter. This was no usual festival.

Geralt leaned over to one of the fishmongers and nudged her arm. “Excuse me, what’s going on?”

“HE’S DEAD! THE SUNOVABITCH IS DEAD!”

“Who?”

“WE’RE FREE!! WE DON’T HAVE TO LISTEN TO HIS BULLSHIT ANYMORE!” Her words dissolved into hysterical laughter.

Geralt’s heartrate quickened as he pushed through the crowd to hear more. “Who—who died??” He tried not to let his mind wander too far. It had been months since he saw Jaskier, and their last encounter had been somewhat tense. They were so caught up with trying to find Ciri, and Geralt sailed off to Skellige as soon as he could. Gods know what shitpuddle the bard got himself in since then, Geralt thought to himself. But would people… fuck, could he really…?

Finally, someone turned around and answered him directly. “He’s dead! The scoundrel hierarch Cyrus Engelkind Hemmelfart is dead!”

Despite himself, Geralt threw his head back and let out a deep, hearty laugh and turned to Zoltan, who was bracing two frothy tankards against the jostle of the crowd. “Free ale, Geralt! Cheers to another cocknose crown six feet under!”

“He wasn’t a king,” the Witcher took one of the tankards and chugged.

“Ah, shut it you crusty old bastard. It’s a cause for celebration and you know it! Think of the party we could have. You know—hey, isn’t that Jaskier?”

[estherwieliczka]

The Syndicate

Here’s my personal cast for the members of the Syndicate for The Witcher!

Sigismund Djikstra - Vincent D’Onofrio

Francis Bedlam - Vinnie Jones

Gudrun Bjornsdottir - Michelle Rodriguez

Cyrus Engelkind Hemmelfart - John Goodman

Cyprian “Whoreson Jr” Wiley - Christopher Eccleston

Carlo “Cleaver” Varese - John Rhys-Davies

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TW3 Portrait of Hierarch Hemmelfart

Cyrus Engelkind Hemmelfart is the hierarch of Novigrad, a grizzled old man, noted racist and religious leader of the North. He was one of the negotiators of the peace treaty that concluded the second Nilfgaardian War.

Converted from Witcher 3 to Sims 4 - all credit to CD Projeckt Red

Download link

The frame I’ve used is from the base game, 6 frame colours

Sims File Share, no adfly etc

Folder with all my Witcher picture conversions so far on Sim File Share

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If your character was allowed to murder one person without any consequences, who would that person be and why?

A benefit of her youth is that Radha has no one she would dare call rival or enemy and so on a direct personal level there is no one whom she would want to kill. 

However I specifically say ‘direct’ personal level. Less direct but still personal are those who have wronged her kind and therefore her. Its within this criteria that we can find her answer.

Radha values her people more than anything else and so the one person above all others that she would want to kill without consequence would have to be an enemy of her people. Someone who has wronged them incredibly, possibly even lead to many of her folk’s unjust death’s. 

There are many people within the witcher universe who for fill this criteria

Radovid V - However depending on what actions were taken in the Witcher 3, he is likely dead.

Foltest, Demevend, Henselt - by the end of the Witcher 2 they are all dead.

Caleb Menge, the captain of the temple guard and notorious witch hunter, famous for putting many non-human’s to the stake - but once again after the events on the Witcher 3 he too is dead, and technically he is but a small fry in the grand scheme of things.

No. The one person she would want to snuff out? 

Cyrus Engelkind Hemmelfart, Current Hierach of Novigrad, notorious racist who personal was involved in the Peace of Cintra treaty, a man who for decades has abused and neglected her people and other non-humans alike, let alone signed the warrant for the witch hunts. She would gladly see the end of the old fiend. 

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Master post for Gwent lore pt 1

Base set:

Monsters

Arachas Queen

Eredin Bréacc Glas

Unseen Elder

Woodland Spirit

Scoiatel

Brouver Hoog

Eithné

Filavandrel aén Fidháil

Francesca Findabair

Northern Realms:

Princess Adda 

Demavend

King Foltest

King Henselt

Nilfgaard

Emhyr var Emreis 

Jan Calveit

Morvran Voorhis 

Usurper

Skellige

Bran Tuirseach

Crach an Craite 

Eist Tuirseach 

Harald the Cripple

Year of the Wild Boar:

Thronebreaker

Ardal aep Dahy

Arnjolf

Eldain

Gernichora

Meve

Crimson Curse

Anna Henrietta

Queen Calanthe

Dana Méadbh

Dettlaff van der Eretein

Svalblod

Novigrad

King of Beggars

Cleaver

Sigismund Djikstra

Gudrun Bjornsdottir   

Cyrus Engelkind Hemmelfart   

Whoreson Junior

Iron Judgment

Merchants of Ofir

Year of the Dire Rat

Master Mirror

Grand Master of the Flaming Rose (Jacques de Aldersberg)

Sparrowhawk (Eredin)

Wrath of Brokilon (Eithné)

The Cripple (Harald the Cripple)

Emperor of Nilfgaard (Usurper)

King of Kerack (Viraxas)

Way of the Witcher

Viy

Erland of Larvik

Arnaghad 

Gezras of Leyda

Ivar Evil-Eye

Fallen Rayla

Year of the Great Oak

Stalwart Leadership

Advanced Tactics

Price of Power

She Who Knows

Duchess of Dol Blathanna

Melusine

Leticia Charbonneau

The Witchfinder

Vilgeforz

Year of The Cursed Toad

Vial of Forbidden Knowledge

Mysterious Puzzle Box

Renfri

Eltibald

Boholt

Sove & Ulula

Dagon

Svalblod Bear

Part 2

[witcherfic]

Vegetasan May 06, 2020 at 11:30AM

by Vegetasan

Words: 10840, Chapters: 2/?, Language: Deutsch

Series: Part 3 of Weiße Rose

Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Video Game), Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, Wiedźmin | The Witcher Series - Andrzej Sapkowski

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Cyrus Engelkind Hemmelfart, Caleb Menge, Radowid V Srogi | Radovid V the Stern, graden, Nathaniel Pastodi, Alanya, Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Jaskier | Dandelion, Priscilla (The Witcher), Yennefer z Vengerbergu | Yennefer of Vengerberg, Sigismund Dijkstra, Vernon Roche, Ves (The Witcher), Bernard "Talar" Dukat | Thaler, Philippa Eilhart, Original Female Character(s)

Relationships: original female character(s)/Caleb Menge

Additional Tags: Character Death, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Canon-Typical Violence, Past Rape/Non-con, Rape/Non-con Elements

[witcherfic]

Vegetasan May 06, 2020 at 11:00AM

by Vegetasan

Eine kleine Spinnerei, die man als alternative Timeline zu meinem MSP Meine Reise (auf Animexx zu finden) sehen könnte.

Words: 2772, Chapters: 1/1, Language: Deutsch

Series: Part 1 of Weiße Rose

Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Video Game), Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, Wiedźmin | The Witcher Series - Andrzej Sapkowski

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/M

Characters: Original Female Character(s), Cyrus Engelkind Hemmelfart, Original Witcher Character(s)

Additional Tags: Canon-Typical Violence, Alternate Universe

[witcherfic]

Jawanaka April 07, 2020 at 04:15PM

by Jawanaka

Those who must rule, must learn how. Those who must be ruled must choose why.

A witcher girl turned princess is sent to Novigrad to build a court, win the peace and learn the trade of ruling.

Words: 2812, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Wiedźmin | The Witcher (Video Game), Wiedźmin | The Witcher - All Media Types, Wiedźmin | The Witcher Series - Andrzej Sapkowski

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: Gen, Multi

Characters: Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon, Emhyr var Emreis, Morvran Voorhis, Shani (The Witcher), Zygfryd z Denesle | Siegfried of Denesle, Jaskier | Dandelion, Priscilla (The Witcher), Lambert (The Witcher), Francis Bedlam | The King of Beggars, Keira Metz, Triss Merigold, Philippa Eilhart, Cyrus Engelkind Hemmelfart, Tamara Strenger, Gretka (The Witcher), Rosa var Attre

Relationships: Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon & Emhyr var Emreis

Additional Tags: Post-Canon, Father-Daughter Relationship, Drama, Politics, Come the revolution, Canon-Typical Violence, Like the west wing with more stabbings, Morvran the sidekick, Post-The Witcher 3: Wild Hunt, Religion