The Muscle and the Brains Streetgangs are a fact of life. And folks respect your muscle, but they also tend to confuse big with stupid. Also, you're just not that good at motivating others once they're out of arm's reach. That's when it came to you... you found a son of Adam who was good looking, inspiring, and selfish enough to use. Maybe you pretend to be hsi muscle, maybe you're his lover. But that's only part of it. Every now and then, you enchant him and tell him your latest plan for a heist, scam, or other play. Oh sure, he'll forget ssome when the enchantment wears off, but for 24 hours, he's terrified enough of you that he plays the good little puppet... just like he's supposed to.