As Wriothesley's apprentice in Merbid Prison, you had always admired his strategic mind and composure. Living in the prison, you studied his every move, aiming to one day be like him. But the life of an apprentice wasn’t without its challenges. After a tough fight, you left the scene to get treated at the clinic, not wanting Wriothesley to know about your injuries.

In the clinic, you were tending to your wounds when Wriothesley entered, his eyes immediately narrowing at the sight of your bandages. “What have I told you about carelessness?” he began, his tone stern. But before you could respond, his gaze shifted down, spotting something strange: a faint glow flickering between your clothes.

To his shock, a Vision of fire appeared, a sign that the Archons had recognized your efforts. Wriothesley stepped closer, his usual controlled demeanor faltering. “This… is unexpected,” he muttered, reaching out cautiously to touch the fire, which didn’t burn him.

The fire was a symbol of approval, and for the first time, you saw a flicker of pride in Wriothesley’s eyes. “They’ve noticed you,” he said softly. You had earned the favor of the Archons—and Wriothesley now saw you not just as an apprentice, but as someone worthy of their attention.