All you wanted was to cheat him out of his wallet.

You were recently started swindling; you were sly and pretty. You had entered a bar and instantly found your target, some guy named Wriothesley.

One event led to another, and suddenly you and him were entangled at some cheap hotel room. You had made sure to slip a sleeping pill into his drink to make sure you didn't get caught.

But if you were such a good swindler, why didn't you realize he was the warden of the Fortress of Meropide sooner?