I enjoyed this story a lot! The world of Remnant is just interesting enough for me to see Geralt not bored there and comfortable enough to be a spot for him to retire. Nice job on the story and if you ever decide to continue it I would love to see more. Thanks for sharing!

Is Geralt not even 100? I’ve only seen the netflix show, but I thought he was like 200-400 years or something.

Realy interesting story and mix of both universe in an original and’intelligent way. Love the characters depiction and slow evolution of their personality as well as tool kit/fight style.. hope you come back to it eventually. (I would even propose to beta read some chapter if that made this a reality )

It's been over a year already bitch. Update

Really loved the story before this and its sequal. They were the first RWBY & Witcher crossovers I'd thought to look for. I'm sad to say that it appears to be abandoned since it hasnt been updated in over a year. I'll keep my fingers crossed that you decide to come back to this. Great job!

I like this fan fiction but I’d like to know what it’d be like if lambert found himself in remnant before Ruby was born and save either summer or Taiyang and invoked the law of surprise but I can’t wright worth shit and sometimes I have ideas and post them to stories I like because the authors are good writers

Love mother hen Geralt, I agree, it’s adorable.

Oh, things getting intense, and Ya g, so much drama. I won’t lie, hope to see Yennefer in action.

Emerald a vampire!?

"I pray you are right," Regis murmured. He considered Geralt for a moment. "If I might change the subject, I have been wondering. What monsters—what creatures of the Conjunction—have you encountered in your time on Remnant?"

Geralt frowned, thinking. "Directly, not too many. You remember the leshen. There were an incubus and a nightwraith. That's all I've seen in person."

"In person?" Regis probed. "Then you have seen evidence of others?"

"Some," Geralt confirmed. He drummed his fingers on Vesemir's holster on his hip, thinking back. "There were signs of sirens and echidnae on the southern coast, signs of draconids in the Blackmarsh. And, well…" he coughed. "Vampires feature in Remnant's folktales."

"Indeed. I gathered that much," Regis confirmed. "But you have not yet encountered any?"

"No…" Geralt studied his friend. There was something sly in his voice. "…Unless I have?"

Regis' lips twitched. "I'm afraid so, my friend."

"Who?"

"The Haven exchange student. Emerald Sustrai?"

Geralt nodded slowly. "Green. Yes, I remember her. I think she's friendly with RWBY."

"I only hope that friendship is genuine," Regis said, his faint smile slipping off his face. "You know as well as I—not all vampires are monsters, but those that are…"

"Yeah." Geralt sighed, bringing up a hand to rub at his temples. "They're really monsters. She's, what—a Bruxa? An Alp?"

"No. Higher."

Geralt swore.

A tiny, amused smile touched Regis' lips for a moment. "Indeed." Then his face fell again. "Be careful, Geralt. She is young—and, as I can attest, young higher vampires are not often bastions of clear judgement."

"Just what I needed," Geralt growled. "Not just a higher vampire—a teenage higher vampire in my school. Damn."

"I have warned her that you and I will be watching her," Regis said. "I only hope that the knowledge that one of her own kind is protecting the students will be enough to dissuade her from doing anything particularly rash."

"I guess that's all we can do," Geralt muttered. "You sure it's safe to leave her here?"

Regis hummed thoughtfully before answering. "So long as Ozpin and Yennefer are warned, it should be. I expect those two can defend themselves."

Geralt's face fell. "Oh, damn."

Regis raised an eyebrow. "…Is something wrong?"

"I forgot to tell Yen about this mission."

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Oh lovely! I was worried about her being a bruxa, but a Higher!?

Obviously, she shouldn’t fear Cinder, cause only another higher can kill emerald, but obviously she doesn’t know that. Oh, I’m hooked, I need more!

So, do to Grimm not bothering with none sapient, that Leshen was super powerful. And a member of Ravens clan!? Feel bad for the poor marked women. :(

Yeah, Yennefer has a idea of why the Grimm are like that, namely because hey are created, it born I suspect she wonders.

—-

Geralt ran his eyes over her for a moment before replying. "And I could probably give up the trade for you," he said. "But I'm not going to ask you to give up magic, even though it might kill you."

She sighed. "Damn it all, Geralt," she said wearily. "Fine. But do try."

Geralt's lips twisted into a smile. "Depends," he said slowly, "on what you brought with you from back home."

Yennefer met his eyes. "I have no idea what you're talking about," she said demurely.

"I'll give you a hint," he said. "Four legs, white fur, one horn."

She grinned at him. "Ciri was quite unhappy about the extra load," she said. "I had to leave a few books behind."

"I'll be sure to get you new ones," Geralt promised. "But you did bring it?"

"Of course."

"Then I'll be sure to try my hardest," Geralt said, grinning as he clasped together his chestpiece.

"Goodwitch looked quite confused when I brought it to your rooms," Yennefer said, chuckling. "I was tempted to explain its purpose to her. In detail."

Geralt grimaced. "I like this job," he said, slipping on his gauntlets. "I'd like to keep it."

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Lol oh Glynda can’t complain, she carries a freaking riding crop!

Yaaaay! Yennefer In Rembrandt, OH! And Triss. Lol Pyrrha will love her, I love this crossover more and more. The detail, the classes and more characters.

Really liked the fight between Geralt and coco.

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"Remnant," Ozpin agreed grimly, "is no different. We have a story we call 'The Four Seasons'. In it, four young women, sisters, coax a hermit out of his loneliness and solitude. In return, he gifts each of them with great power."

Geralt rolled his eyes. "And they exist, obviously," he said.

"Correct," Ironwood said. "The four Maidens of Winter, Spring, Summer, and Fall, each powerfully magical."

"They sterile?" Geralt asked curiously.

Ozpin blinked. "No," he said blankly. "Why would they be?"

"Sorceresses are," Geralt shrugged. "I wondered. Sources aren't, though. How's it work?"

"The powers of the Maidens are passed down," Glynda said. "When a maiden dies, her power shifts to the last person in her thoughts—if that person was a young woman."

"And if not," Qrow said darkly, "it goes to someone completely random who is."

Geralt winced. "Yeah," he said, "that sounds hard to keep track of. So do you know who the Maidens are now?"

Ozpin glanced at Qrow. "To some extent," he said hesitantly. "Come with us." He stood up. "There's something—someone—you ought to see."

—-

Well, that must have been interesting for Ozpin to learn.

I wonder, and it’d be cool, if Gerslts semblance was like a cheat code, infinite items, since he’s not in his world to buy, collect or force his weapons and potions like black blood.

Hope you come back to this sometime. It's deeply addicting. Read both stories in a couple hours.

Very nice and well written story. I look forward to reading more if ever you get back to it.

Good story