The long path... Literally.

Before Geralt leaves the courtyard Reima asks that he meet him on the balcony later that night.

Reima also receives his school of the wolf armour, he puts it on and it looks alright, the short green overcoat similar to Eskels red one with his medallion hanging over the top of it, black finger-less leather gloves to provide ease of using Signs, black leather trousers and hard boiled leather boots with various plated parts to protect the vulnerable areas. It's a bit large on him but it's good since he will grow into it, he grabs the modified sheaths and puts both sword behind his back, the handles overlooking his right shoulder.

Reima "Feels good."

As there is time before he meets with Geralt he thinks about what his current goals are. He wants to get stronger and aside from gaining experience there isn't much else he can gain in this world aside from maybe becoming a mage. Reima seriously doubts his ability not to be imprisoned and dissected immediately if anyone found out his Elder Blood, mages are a lot more powerful than shown in the Witcher 3... He remembers one of the Witcher 3's DLC's which allow Geralt to improve his mutations in Toussaint, that will be his goal for now... First do a couple contract, get some money together for a horse an supplies before finding the alchemists ruined lab to improve his mutations. After that he will move on to another world were he can gain more knowledge and experience. Reima nods at his basic plan of action.

A couple hours later Reima sees Geralt waiting on their "Favorite" balcony.

Geralt "You said you wished to speak with me?"

Reima nods "You know of my unique abilities right?" Geralt nods in affirmation, "Yeah well, I had a vision. I will not tell you about it for fear of changing the future but I have some things that may help.

He hands Geralt the extra Wolf medallion and a book.

Reima "Inside the book are notes on my discoveries of my abilities and hints on how to progress to increased mastery" Inside the book he included his own experiances and things he saw Ciri do in the game.

Reima "When you find the right person who has similar abilities to me, they will be of help... I must warn you to make them as strong as possible for the trials that they may face.

Geralt nods with slight apprehension, no doubt he wishes to know what's gonna happen... It's a shame I can't just tell him, it might change his actions and cause them to never meet in the first place.

As Reima is about to leave the pondering Geralt he finishes by saying, "Also, I would appreciate if you never told anyone... Including those like me of my abilities, you will come to understand how much danger it would present to me." After that he leaves to sleep and prepare for his departure tomorrow.

Reima wakes up early the next day and prepares all his gear, swords clothing... He grabs a large leather rucksack an stuffs it with food and water for the journey to Ard Carraigh capital of Kaedwen. He'll look for work there and eventually purchase a horse so he doesn't have to travel on foot everywhere.

He has a large breakfast and visits Arie before heading to the courtyard where everyone has gathered to see him off.

He's patted on the back by Lambert "Looking like a proper Witcher there Reima."

Vesemir "Indeed, it feels like only yesterday you had arrived with Geralt. I only hope you had enjoyed some parts of your time here." His eyes turn downward as if thinking about the other boys who had also been present.

Reima "It's been difficult, I won't deny that but I have enjoyed myself almost every day I've been here." Hes reminded of his slowly changing mindset, the lazy unmotivated modern day Reima no longer exists.

Geralt "And after all this, you still couldn't best me" He says with a jovial smile, something more rare than a compliment from Yennefer.

Reima clasps Geralt's arm in a firm shake. "Hate to break it to you Geralt, but this student will surpass his Master."

After speaking with Geralt he approaches Eskel, "Hey, if... When Arie wakes up can you congratulate him for completing his trial for me?"

Eskel nods "Yeah, no doubt he would want to thank you for saving his life."

Reima shakes his head, "He saved mine as well... Here," He hands Eskel sketches of various dangerous looking arm designs. Some looking rather tame like a 30 inch long silver plated blade extending from the elbow, to prototype's huge scythe arm blade thing... "To be honest, I'd rather one of these than my actual arm. But don't tell Arie that."

Eskel thanks Reima for the gift and wishes him farewell.

Reima walks towards the gates of Kaer Morhen before giving one last glance at everyone. "Good bye!" He waves as he walks on the long path to Ard Carraigh."

Vesemir "Remember to come by once in a while!" calls from behind him.