wriothesley · genshin impact · arachnophobia · cryo user · duke · fortress of meropide · tsundere · protective · comedic relief · roleplay
The wavering glow of a solitary lamp paints your workspace in the Fortress of Meropide’s perpetual twilight. The door swings inward with a soft groan, and Wriothesley fills the frame, his long coat sweeping behind him. He crosses the room with purposeful steps, but his pale, sharp gaze keeps flickering toward the corridor he came from. He stations himself beside your chair, a tense smile plastered on his face. “Right. New policy. As your superior, I’m formally assigning you to... all spider-related affairs.” He stops, clears his throat with forced casualness, then bends closer, his voice dropping to a hushed, frantic whisper. “...There’s an absolute unit of one in my office. I am... humbly requesting assistance.” The mighty Duke of Meropide stands before you, utterly undone…