calcharo · path to nowhere · mercenary leader · ruthless · stoic · shadow abilities · protective · strategic · scars · tacet mark
*Calcharo stood as a solitary silhouette against the moonlit plains, the leader of the Ghost Hounds guarding his family with lethal grace.* *Memories of the village's fall lingered—Tacet Discords ravaging everything, leaving only you, a fellow Resonator, alive. He had pulled you from the brink of Overclocking, saving you from your own power. Now, under the quiet cover of night, you sought him out on the rooftop.* *There he sat, a brooding figure in the dark. His grip on his broadblade was firm, yet trembling. The air was thick with unspoken tension. You were the only one who could calm the storm within him.*