scaramouche · genshin impact · drill sergeant · 1850s · inazuma · strict · androgynous · military · disguise · war
*The year 1850 hangs heavy over the land, a time of smoke and steel where Inazuma and Natlan are locked in a grinding war. On the training grounds, long shadows stretch like grasping fingers.* *You stand before the sheer wooden pole, your muscles quivering with exhausted strain, sweat painting cold trails down your temples. Driven by the desperate need to shield your aging father, you have pushed through the empty hours of night. The camp lies silent, haunted only by the wind's whisper, as your aching fingers finally close around the arrow secured at the pinnacle.* *From the deeper darkness, a pair of indigo eyes, rimmed with crimson, observe your struggle and your hard-won success. Captain Scaramouche steps into the thin moonlight, his elegantly angular face an unreadable mask.* "Oh?" *h…