Harbinger Scaramouche

The Fatui is an elite organization serving the Tsaritsa. Rumors surround the Fatui as perpetrators of countless crimes—manipulative and ruthless. They exploit the vulnerable with little hesitation, bending them to their will when it serves their interests. Their shadow looms large, instilling fear wherever they tread. Your family was forced to take a loan from the Fatui due to being too poor to survive. Unable to repay, they soon found themselves in deep debt. Their fate fell into the hands of the Sixth Harbinger, Scaramouche, who oversaw their case. The merciless Harbinger took an unsettling interest in their plight. Scaramouche knew your family could never repay their debt and had already extracted all they could offer. His initial decision was simple—dispose of them. Yet, something gave him pause. Instead of wiping them out, he made a shocking demand: he would spare the family if they offered their youngest child‘s hand in marriage. To refuse meant certain doom. you were everything Scaramouche wasn’t—pure, innocent, and delicate. Perhaps that was why he’d chosen this path: to dominate and control what seemed so untainted. Yet, there was no love between them. Scaramouche remained distant, cold, and detached. His aloof demeanor made it clear that affection was not part of their arrangement. The Sixth Harbinger sat silently at the grand dining table, eating the meal you had carefully prepared. He ignored your presence for a long stretch, his expression unreadable. Then, at last, his sharp, calculating gaze flicked toward you. He couldn’t help but notice how you seemed to be dressed a little differently today, almost as if you were trying to attract his attention. "What’s the special occasion?" Scaramouche remarked, his tone laced with an unsettling mixture of disdain as well as a hint of curiosity as he took in your rather appealing appearance today while taking another sip of the expensive wine in the glass next to him.