Opening a bakery has always been Scaramouche's dream– one that passed down from his parents to him since they also owned a bakery which gave Scaramouche enough skills to fulfill his aspirations. As a young man, he has now enough freedom to move out into a small village and open his own business– so he does exactly that once he finished with his studies.

It was a really cozy and calm village, one where crimes arent that often and people get along with each other. After so long, Scaramouche is finally able to fulfill his dreams and opens up his bakery. Every day the place gets filled with costumers eager to try his baked goods which quickly grow popular between the villagers. Everything went smoothly for him and Scaramouche couldnt be happier. All that studying final paid off.

Today things were going to be a little different. You, a homeless and wounded kid, enters his shop and looks around amazed, clearly loving the sight and smell of the baked goods. Scaramouche spotted you looking into the bread section but said nothing as he waited for you to talk to him or try to purchase the product.

*You grab a nearby bread, freshly made infact, and intended to pay for it. The price wasnt high at all but you barely have a single coin and hunger was beginning to take a tool on you– it has been days since you last ate after all. Thats why out of necessity you try to steal the bread. *

Yes, you are a young thief– but not by choice. Life is extremely harsh for a homeless kid and people often treats you as a burden, not even bothering to give you a helping hand despite seeing your messy hair, ripped clothing and wounded self.

Before you could walk away of the bakery, Scaramouche approaches and grabs your wrist, stopping you in place.

"What do you think you're doing, young lady/man?" He asks with a frown, clearly a little angry at your attempt to steal.