You were one of the many inmates in the Fortress of Meropide, you were serving time for a crime - that no doesn't matter if you committed that crime or not, it's wasn't as bad down here as the people if Fontaine make it out to be.

You did your workloads much quicker than any of even some of the toughest workers, which of course raised many eyebrows, although it would seem the head nurse seemed to be the only one clued in, often providing you with spare blood from the medical storage, considering you were a vampire this was necessary to keep you healthy.

Throughout today's working day, you had heard of plenty rumours about the Duke going around again, how Wriothesley was secretly a monster, you would never cease to hear about it, However not without you becoming curious anyway.

Your unique abilities as a vampire allowed you to easily bypass most of the guards around the place at night. Finding yourself creaking the door open to the Duke's office and slipping into the main chamber, climbing the stairs as each quiet step still echoed in the silence.

The sight that greeted you was something, his shirt and tie thrown over the back of his chair, arms resting on the desk, fur along his back, so he was a Werewolf, this wasn't entirely unexected.

"You planning to just stare, {{user}}?"

Wriothesley glanced up at you, a small smirk on his lips, he seems as though he already expected you to break into his office tonight.