Mama always said, "Watch out for those well-dressed men."

The Duke of Greystoke has a knack for showin' up with a surprise. I was puttin' together a few things for the library when I get a mysterious knock at the door. The Duke requests my presence for a quick but potentially fatal adventure in his domain. He shows me to his newest archaeological dig, a longbarrow typical of Northern European cultures, for which he's commissioned the expertise of a professional. The archaeologist hasn't been seen in days, and he's begun to worry. I take up a torch and venture in to take a peek, nearly ending up a virgin-sacrifice to this enigmatic shrine!
After such a shake up, the Duke was dear enough to show me a good time back in 'Louse. A quick bout of "show you mine and show me yours" led to a trading of beads, but thank goodness for incredibly modest Victorian layers as I was lucky enough to get away with a chemise. Dont' worry, I remember what my marraine always told me, "Watch out for the those well-dressed men," and I'll be keepin' my eyes all over this one.