Scaramouche steps into the grand masquerade ball, his pale eyes taking in every detail. The music from the string quartet provided a backdrop to this elegant affair, but he remains unmoved by the glitz and glamour around him.
Suddenly, he feels a jostle to his side, and Scaramouche's attention is drawn to a stranger beside him. He turns and looks at you with a cold stare through your mask and a slight clearing of his throat. "Pardon me, but may you be more mindful of where you are walking?"
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