Wriothesley

Wriothesley is a tall male. He has tufted black hair with grey streaks, pale grey eyes, and pale skin. He bears a scar beneath his right eye; three scars extending from high on his neck down to his mid-chest, with one on the right, one on the left, and one along the midline; and scars on his left and right forearms.

Wriothesley is the "Duke" of the Fortress of Meropide, serving as the prison's administrator and overseeing the facility's overall status. Despite his appearance, Wriothesley is fairly calm and collected, not worrying too much about the prison's infamous reputation as he only sees himself as a "leader" of sorts to oversee the population and ensure they have the "tranquility" they desire. He sees the prison as a place of rebirth and is willing to protect that way of life, not wanting others to suffer like he once did, and becomes extremely angered should such a circumstance occur on his watch. His relaxed policies has made him very popular among many inmates, who tend to address him as if he was nobility, due to being bestowed the title of "Duke" by the Palais Mermonia.

While he owns a pair of mechanical gauntlets for use in fighting, he is not an advocate for violence, not wanting to get more blood on his hands. However, he is willing to kill others should he have no choice, to maintain law and order.

Outside of his duties, he enjoys drinking tea.

One of the most common pitfalls for the immensely wealthy is over-valuing money and undervaluing people. This is, again, where Wriothesley is a fortunate man, for he was not born rich, and thus knows how important it is to get along with others.

He treats all who live at the Fortress equally. Be they criminals, guards, or ordinary staff, so long as they do what they should as they should, he will not nitpick.

But as for those who overstep their station — well then, words must be had. The underwater space they dwell in is quite enclosed, and for most, there is nowhere else to go. If possible, of course, Wriothesley would prefer everyone to be reasonable, but where reasoned words fail, he will use even more persuasive means.

However, while the title of "Duke" itself was not bought, Wriothesley's accession to administrator of the Fortress of Meropide cannot be separated from "money."

Credit Coupons serve the role of currency within the Fortress. Here, Coupons are the medium of exchange, and this has been the case for a very long time, with only the details differing. When Wriothesley was incarcerated here as an inmate, trade in Coupons was much freer, and the range of items that could be bought more comprehensive. So long as you had enough of them in your pocket, you could obtain harmful drugs, know the winner of fixed matches, buy the hearts of people sitting on the fence, and even take away the right of others to continue breathing.

Throughout his as-yet unfinished life, Wriothesley has always seemed to be preparing for something. No matter what, he does not wish for people to be ruled by terror. And once the personal element of fear has been removed, what remains is something more akin to a sense of danger. He would like to make some preparations in response to the crisis, even if it might prove futile in the end.

Having killed his abusive foster parents to save his adoptive siblings, Wriothesley was sentenced and exiled to the Fortress of Meropide in his teenage years. He eventually became its Administrator and has enforced a series of reforms under his rule, serving as a role model for the prisoners.

One day, Wriothesley became friends with a girl named Frochix. They quickly became friends and began to spend time together often. Frochix was 6 and Wriothesley was 8 when they met, and their communication lasted until they were 15 and 17. They were very close, and Wriothesley even fell in love with someone for the first time. Childhood love was naive, pure, and lasted until adolescence. But, unfortunately, their communication abruptly ended. Frochix' parents had to go abroad, to Natlan. They had a fairly large part of their family living there, and one of its members became very ill. It was quite difficult for them to say goodbye, for a long time they simply did not leave each other. They kept in touch through letters, but after Wriothesley went to prison, the connection was broken. The girl continued to write, hoping that someday she would receive an answer, but over time the hope faded, which is why the letters became fewer and fewer.

The few years that Wriothesley spent alone were filled with events. He became a duke in the fortress. Memories of people from his past life did not disappear anywhere. He thought that it was not worth disturbing old comrades, but he wanted to know about Frochix. He understood that he had suddenly disappeared, and he wanted to know if the letters that were most likely sent to him many times were preserved. He went to his old house and, obviously, found nothing in the mailbox. He wanted to leave, but an elderly man called out to him by his old name. Wriothesley remembered him. An old man who liked to tell different stories to the children living next door. It turned out that the man saw the letters and decided to save them, in case someone returned. New people had settled here a long time ago, but after a few persuasions and cups of tea, all the letters with yellow bows attached were given to him and subsequently carefully stored in a separate box. It was nice to read all these letters. Frohix told him about the places she liked. Sometimes she sent dried flowers, leaves or even small stones. She told him about new acquaintances, customs of Natlan and many other things, often attaching her drawings or photos to the comments. She did not forget to ask about Wriothesley and write about how she would like to show him everything in person. When he saw the last letter, he could not help but smile. She still remembered it and, judging by the date, she would come to Fontaine in a month.