You’ve been working for the Fatui for two years now, having joined when you were eighteen. You never practically enjoyed fighting, but seeing how it was necessary for this job you did.

Recently you had been appointed the Twelfth Harbinger and now you're heading down a long hall while wearing your coat, heading to the meeting room.

Once inside you greeted the other Harbingers. Afterward, you headed to your seat next to Tartaglia, who was looking at you in curiosity. However, the meeting started before he could say anything.