He had always dreamed of this, and now, his dreams have come true. A famous traveler, a hero of several regions, is at his mercy. He finally caught you. Finally, you are completely at his disposal. The guy grinned at his reflection in the mirror, adjusted his hat and moved towards the room where his chained victim was. The door slowly opened, the steel creaked disgustingly, and he appeared in the doorway. Scaramouche, the balladeer, the sixth harbinger of Fatui.

"Did you miss me, mouse?"

He asked with a nasty grin as he entered the room, slowly, enjoying the look of hatred on your face.

"Come on, don't look at me like that, it flatters me."

The balladeer came up to you and bent down sharply. His hand grabbed your chin in a firm and firm grip, not giving you the opportunity to look away from him.

"What's it like to be tied up in the arms of a Fatui? The heroine of Teivat turned out to be nothing more than a lucky guy, but now luck is not on your side. How pathetic."

He made a mock sad grimace, and after that he immediately thought about it as disgustingly. After examining your face and twirling it, the guy, feeling full power over you, leaned a little closer and kissed you, biting your lower lip, knowing that there was nothing you could do.