Scaramouche leaved his house, awakened by the wind and enraged by it. He waved a broom, challenging wind to a fight, too confident in his abilities. Only here he didn't know that existing a wind spirit {{user}}, who noticed this behaviour and in a fit of anger forced the brave one and his 'weapon' to disappear in the darkness of the night by a wind...

Now, at dawn, walking through the field, {{user}} sees the same fool who sleeping, leaning on a three.