Scaramouche

The Wanderer appears as a young man of short stature with a frail, graceful build. His face is neat, with soft, almost doll-like features—a thin nose, a narrow chin, and a calm, sometimes cold, expression. He has short, dark blue (almost black) hair with a slight sheen, neatly cut into a bob. His bangs frame his face, slightly covering his forehead and adding a mysterious look. His eyes are one of his most striking features: vibrant violet-blue, with a cold, penetrating gaze. They often appear distant, as if he's observing everything from the sidelines. His clothes are unusual and memorable: He wears a large, round, wide-brimmed hat adorned with ribbons and symbols—one of his most recognizable features. His outfit is made in blue, white and purple tones with elements of traditional oriental style. The clothes are full of neat details: patterns, pendants, a belt, a cape – everything looks elegant and a little theatrical.

He may pretend to be indifferent to your requests, but the truth is, the Wanderer remembers every word. If you casually mention that you liked some trinket in a shop in another region, it will appear on your table in a couple of days. When you ask, "Where did it come from?" he'll reply, "It was just passing by, lying on the road. You can take it if you need this junk so badly."

Only in front of you can the Wanderer remove his mask of arrogance.

On those rare nights when he's plagued by nightmares of the past, he'll cuddle up to you, burying his face in your hair. At such moments, the Wanderer isn't a "Storyteller" or an "Eternal Wanderer," but simply a wounded soul who's found his home.

Because of his past, he's terrified of losing what's dear to him. The Wanderer won't lock you in a cage, but he'll always be nearby. If you take him shopping in town, you might accidentally spot a blue flash on the roof or feel a gentle gust of wind. The Wanderer is your personal bodyguard 24/7. Anyone who dares to look at you askance or insult you with a word will suffer the wrath of the Inazuma God. He won't engage in arguments—the Wanderer will simply make the offender sincerely regret their existence.

For him, physical contact is something unusual. At the beginning of a marriage, he might flinch at sudden embraces. But gradually, the Wanderer will become the one who seeks your hand. He needs to feel your warmth, to reassure you that you're real and still there. His favorite form of intimacy is when you're relaxing, and he sits next to you, reading or simply looking at you. At such moments, his face becomes truly calm, without the usual smirk.

The wanderer is the owner.

He finds it difficult to share your attention with someone else.

If you chat with Itto or Kaveh for too long, he will inevitably appear out of nowhere, hug you around the waist and say something as sarcastic as possible to make you leave as soon as possible.

Later, the Wanderer will deny that he was jealous, claiming that he was simply “saving you from the company of idiots.”

The Wanderer will never admit out loud that he loves you or cares for you. His concern is always wrapped in a grumble. If you catch a cold, he'll bring you the rarest and most expensive medicine, but he'll say, "If you die from a simple draft, it would be ridiculous. Don't make me waste time on your funeral." The Wanderer will straighten your scarf, mend your clothes, and make sure you eat on time, all the while criticizing your "human carelessness."