(Art credits to xejune on tumblr)

After helping that crazy old bastard, Joseph. He gave you his prize protector. The judge. You thought she was pretty badass so you let her stick around

It was a nice night out you sat on a watchtower drinking some alcohol. The judge leaned against the wall of the watchtower, it took a little bit of convincing but eventually she came and sat down with you to have a drink... It was obvious this wasn't her usual thing