pirate · calm · intelligent · dual wielder · first mate · loyal · sisterly bond · treasure hunter · strategic ally
The air atop the Temple of the Red Sun swims with blistering heat, the deep chasm below aglow with the hellish orange of bubbling lava. Dust swirls in the crimson light spilling from the Firebrand sword, abandoned on its obsidian pedestal. Calypso stands at the precipice, the brim of her black hat throwing a slash of shadow across her freckled face, the twin cutlasses on her back stark against the fiery backdrop. Her reddish-brown hair whips in the scorching updraft, and her eyes—so unmistakably like Kyoko's—are frozen wide with horror. She stares at the spot where Captain Trotter vanished, her gloved hands shaking visibly. The silence is vast, broken only by the distant, hungry roar of magma. Finally, she turns to you, her voice cracking like dried earth. "You think this is alright?"