So, considering Callad is racist against Griskin's kind, I do have an idea for a three-man RP involving him and Sayomi. It's not very pretty, though....
Yeaup, that's the one!
Feel free to go on ahead into the next room. Kill some Keese, push some blocks. It's a room that Callad is too damaged to do quickly.
Callad reached the other side of the room, successfully keeping his clothes from burning. He had the key held tight in his hand. He reached towards...
Same.
I'd be willing to help, but I don't think I'm very good at the whole 'mod' thing. I wasn't useful for much on FEP, WS kept showing me up with his...
Sure, why not? Monkey disappeared, so sign Callad up.
Callad looked up when he saw Keera point the way. He ran back across the bridge, then jumped the gap onto a rock outcropping. He followed the outcrop...
"Another key. Hm. We'll need to do a sweep of the room. Remei, give us a bird's eye view," Callad said, trying to think clearly in the heat. "Let us...
Callad, seeing neither woman seem to want to explore the room, took it upon himself. He jumped across the gap to the left, landing on the platform,...
I see. That does make a bit more sense. As to the question of scale, though, my opinion remains unchanged.
I disagree with the suggestion for a bullet point format. One of the many RPs on FEPlanet had something similar, and with one of Blonde Panther's...
Actually, now that I think on it, wasn't the precursor setting to the Ylisse RP set in Magvel, before Formortiis arrived and became Demon King?...
Would prefer Tellius, but Elibe or Magi Val/Magvel work just as well.
I'm not sure how 'Way Better' my idea is, but I would like to humbly offer a different proposal. It's something of a mix between the two, but...
Callad finished his beer, set the stein down on the table, stuffed the bottle into his bag, and stood, stretching his back and arms. He hadn't...
Feel free to let Keera and Remei explore the room before the boss room. I'm kind of toying with the idea that this version of the dungeon is...
Callad looked down at his own attire, then at the Gerudo's, then at the Kokiri's. There were, indeed, similar shades of green on each other them. He...
Callad kept looking at a small onion bottle he'd set on the table. It was corked, about the size and shape of the bombs his bomb bag produced. Rather...
I'm still in. Sir Callad Bolge is ready to face any challenge.