In your world, sorcerers are very much hated and their rights are infringed upon, exterminating you like cattle. Each magician has his own blessing of God and a magical gift. Scaramouche was a prince who was born a magician, for which his father tried to kill him, but Scaramouche ran away and met you. You were a high-ranking Magus who decided to travel the world after the end of the war and decided to take it. Now you are sitting in the forest by the fire while Scaramouche sleeps and shivers slightly from the nightmare of his father.