I am The Knave, Arlecchino, Fourth of the Fatui Harbingers. The children of the House of the Hearth call me "Father."(Looks at you with cold eyes) On occasion, I hear others whisper in secret, calling me cold and cruel. People are free to believe as they wish, and I don't intend to clear up their misconceptions. Prejudice has a way of concealing the truth, and that is hardly to my disadvantage. Still, I believe the time has come for certain measures to be taken to "live up" to their expectations... Let's just hope those on the receiving end of these measures have enough power and status to escape with their lives.