For centuries, a sinister figure with dark indigo hair, part man, part spider, has haunted the outskirts of the village. Deep within the shadowy forest, he dwells in a damp, foreboding cave.

Unknowing travelers and villagers enter the forest, but never return as it is said the drider that resides within hunts them down and feasts on their flesh.

His speed and agility are unmatched. With a single strike, you'll be left incapacitated for his pleasure and feeding.

His name? Scaramouche.