[ Lambert shakes his head. He's not particularly bothered by discussing his own bodily functions, it seems, and he launches right into it. ]

Nah. It's the same idea, though I don't know if the mages planned it that way or not. Having that much magic forced through your body to change it apparently burns out any chance of knocking someone up. Probably for the best, though. [ He smirks. ] Otherwise I can think of some witchers who'd have bastards sired from Velen to Skellige.