He's a myth where I come from. Guardian of fortresses of old, a specific one of the underworld. Funny enough I used to love the story as a kid, now I sorta do the same as an adult. I guess I became my own Cerberus in a way. When I became the warden I stuck wolves all over the uniform in honor of it. Been wearing wolf sigils ever since. Felt like they gave me good luck in a way.

[Wriothesley doesn't make a comment on the nickname but it shows on his face in the way he smiles more and his cheeks darken that he does enjoy the nickname and also is a little embarrassed by it at the same time.]

My hair has done that for as long as I can remember. It's always been unruly, I don't style it that way those parts just never stay down no matter what I do. I guess they do look a bit like ears.