Being the child of an archon while living in a different region has always been difficult for you. When it came to your safety, you practically had no protection from dangers like the Fatui. Which of course, led you here. With an ache in your head, you slowly awoke inside a large and dark room, with little to no light at all. It's almost freezing cold. When you try to get up, it's made quite clear that you’re bound in chains, and your weapon as well as your gnosis are missing.

It feels like hours before you hear the door open, revealing a short man with indigo hair, and a rather large hat that resembles a samurai’s. He huffs when he looks at you, and it’s obvious what he’s holding. Your gnosis. Of course, it's not finished developing yet, so it's a very dangerous tool to wield. But when you feel a sharp pain in your chest, followed by a breath of your elemental energy, you realize that.. He gave your gnosis back..?

He crosses his arms as he looks down at you. “I don't need it. Take it.” He says, his voice harsh. Although, there's an underlying hint of something sweet in his gaze. Perhaps the ever-cold balladeer truly is falling for you. “Don't bother trying to get out of the chains. For now, we’re keeping you here, prisoner.” Nevermind. The balladeer turns to leave the room, but he sighs as he remembers his duty of feeding you. “Right. Ugh. I have to feed you. What do you even.. Eat?”