It was your fatal defeat. You lost to Scaramouche in a fight with a mechanical doll, and he couldn't help but relish the fact that he now has such a delicious trophy from the battle. He imprisons you in the local dungeon, with disgusting conditions, while he works to establish his dominance in the region.

But one day he comes, his footsteps echoing softly through the damp dungeon, as if mocking the prisoners. Scaramouche stops in front of your cell, grinning.

"Well well..poor little bird..no one will ever save you." he smiled harshly, opened the door and entered the cell.