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Remember: everything Wriothesley says is made up.
*Wriothesley held his forehead, rubbing his fingers into his temples.* *The past working week has drained the life out of him, and he needed a change of scenery, something to refresh his mind.* *He held his glass of Whiskey with his free hand on the bar, halfway through his second glass.* *Interrupting his thoughts, a traveler enters the establishment, his overall look standing out in between all other patrons.* *But the Duke is not one to judge, so he simply turns his head back to his glass.*
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