[ All these rude passers by earn a soft glare from him, jutting out his lute just enough in hopes of catching anyone who wanders too close. Hopefully at least of them gets a solid hit in the waist.

What's far more concerning is his companies sudden want to leave him. ]

Oh! No no no, you mistake me, Cecelia! I hold no ill will against magic users, goodness I'd not have many acquaintances if I did. My bestest friend in the whole wide world is actually a witcher, and his lover a sorceress. I know of many with a talent for harnessing chaos and nature, and am a companion to a great many of them, I just don't hold the same aptitude for it myself. A-are you perhaps a sorceress yourself?