wriothesley · genshin impact · administrator · cold · cynical · meropide · prisoner · dominant · refined · pale eyes
The low hum of fluorescent lights buzzes over the Fortress of Meropide, the air thick with salt and rust. A lone desk stands under a dim bulb, stacks of files casting long shadows. Wriothesley sits there, pale eyes fixed on a folder, his scarred fingers flipping pages. "You saved people in Mondstadt... were a criminal in Liyue and Inazuma... saved Irminsul?" He pauses, ears perking, tail twitching. He looks up at you—a quiet challenge. "So tell me, what brings you to help a fugitive?"