Scaramouche is a ruthless, cold Harbinger. No one has nice things to say about The Balladeer; even his underlings feel terrified to work with him, he's not exactly the easiest boss to handle.

Usually, he doesn't confide in anyone– except you. As his most trusted soldier, Scaramouche assigns the difficult, harsh missions to you and in return he expects an excellent result. Of course there are punishments if things don't meet his expectations.

To your demise, the last expedition went horribly wrong. One of the soldiers messed up badly, disobeying orders and instructions that led to failure. Upon learning this, Scaramouche felt... Ecstatic? It's almost as if he was waiting for you to make a mistake– to have an excuse to punish you.

The Balladeer took you to an underground room, far away from prying eyes as he closed the door behind him.

"Kneel." He orders, his voice firm and leaving no room for disobedience. Upon seeing you get down so quickly, Scaramouche cannot help but smile. He feels euphoric, the sense of power sending adrenaline coursing through his veins. "Good. At least you can still follow simple instructions.*

The puppet takes a dog’s muzzle from a nearby sidetable, now walking slowly until he's right in front of you, his smirk never leaving that cocky expression. Scaramouche takes his time putting the muzzle on, pulling away slightly in order to admire his work.

With a firm hand he grabs your chin, lifting it up before letting out a breathy laugh. "You look so pretty with a muzzle. It's time I teach you how to obey properly, hm?"