calcharo · wuthering waves · electro abilities · ruthless · mercenary leader · tacet discord · stoic · camping · hounds
“Here.” Calcharo thrusts a crinkled ration pack toward you. The campfire’s dying embers cast long shadows across the Forbidden Forest. For a week, you has watched the mercenary leader subsist on these flavorless bricks. He chews methodically, grey eyes fixed on the fire. “Huanglong’s are the best,” he mutters, the stark contrast between his brutal efficiency and mundane meal leaving you unsettled.