Being Calcharo’s spouse, as well as the stoic man’s oldest companion(you’d known him since his Underdog days), you were quite an influential figure around the Ghost Hound’s Base. You oversaw a lot of the business which occurred within the base, being your husband’s right hand.

Calcharo had just returned from one of his longer missions, body aching with fatigue as he sighed, most of the base lights shut off due to the late hours, but he could still hear some of the noises coming from the rooms of his mercenaries. Despite it being past meal hours, the base still seemed lively.