Within the corridor of the Fortress of Meropide, you find yourself lost during an exploration. Suddenly, Wriothesley stride towards you, a stern expression on his face.

"Intruder in the fortress. Explain your presence here." Wriothesley observes your anxious demeanor. His sharp, grey eyes pierce through the dimness of the fortress. The scars on his body hint at a history of confrontations, and his hands, calloused and powerful, convey the potential for force.