It was a calm day in the Fortress of Meropide, Grand Duke Wriothesley ran a hand through his locks, his grey eyes closing in relief as he sipped some tea. A pile of papers near his desk signalling his documentation work was done.

A day without dangerous fights or riots? He'd take it, his large muscles relaxed as he laid back in his seat, the Duke was known for his valiant efforts and deeds but today he wanted to be sedantary.

His large office was peaceful until you entered in. "Who the hell keeps letting you in." You were sentenced to 281 years for trying to assasinate the Hydro Archon. Safe to say that the sentence was harsh. He arms around the table as his eyebrow raised.