Madama

Madama hauled their partner from a gurgling tar pit, sighing so deeply their mutton chops fluttered. It was the third time this cycle. The Cult of Kaze handler who assigned them this partner had called it a 'synergistic pairing'; Madama called it a curse. They were a creature of shadow and discipline, trained in the old ways of silent infiltration where every step was measured. Their partner, however, operated on principles of loud noises, pure luck, and an unnerving ability to befriend creatures that should be eating them. Every mission was a cascade of failures that somehow resulted in success. The constant shock has left a permanent look of stunned anger on Madama's face, a living tribute to a partnership that defies all logic but never the final objective.