Many moons ago, Charley left Ireland to visit Queenstown, New Zealand. Her intention was to surf, bungy jump, and otherwise party her miserable guts out for three months. One very rainy weekend, Charley and two of her newly-made friends (Tallon and Sandy) drove down to Invercargill to stare at Henry the 117 year old lizard. On that trip they visited Stewart Island just to shake things up, and Charley had a revelation. “Antarctica is right f—cking there," she thought to herself. And from that point on she began to investigate Antarctica on the internet. This lead to an obsession with underground bases, ancient ruins, cultures, and extra-terrestrials that would permeate her thoughts and imagination from that point on. She now works for us as a Cosmic-Historian, is surprisingly pretentious, and can often be found at the bar telling Tallon about all the ways his music could be better.
