Dragon cave (private with Anonimoose)

[didba59]

1. General settings

The Dragon Cave is a large cave in Atilet Slopes. According to rumors, a big treasure is guarded by a dragon there; that’s why the cave name. Several attempts to get the treasure have failed already.

An adventure party is gathered in Claycliff, a small town south of the Slopes. They would like to get the treasure.

2. Character list

Harold

Age – early 30’s

Gender & Sex – Male

Class – paladin. He is a brave hero and a native party leader; strong and experienced in fighting skills. Harold was a member of King’s personal guard, but he left his job and decided to be a mercenary. The main reason was obvious - gold and money, but he also likes the leader role that he didn’t have in the King’s guard.

Personality – Strict but fair. However, he isn’t used to females in party and often shows his distrust. Of course, there were no women in the army let alone King’s personal guard.

Clothing & equipment:

ATK: 5

DEF: 5

MATK: 0

MDEF:0

SNK: 2

ESC: 2

Priscilla

Age - Early 20’s

Gender - Female

Sex - Female

Class - Mage. Can cast a variety of spells from offensive elemental magic to smaller utility spells like creating orbs of light to brighten up dark areas such as caves. Extensive spell casting upsets her bowels so she needs to wear diapers as a precautionary measure. Most mages do not suffer from this issue so it is quite the mystery.

 Mana - Like other magic users, she has a finite amount of mana to cast spalls with though as a person trained in the art of magic she has much more mana than the average person. When it gets low she will need to scarf down a lot of food followed by some rest in order to replenish it. Some spells use more than others, the stronger the spell, the more mana it uses. When she has used up too much mana her body will collapse from exhaustion, rendering her unable to move her limbs until her mana is replenished again. This system also applies to healing magic but tends to be less of an issue since outside of large scale healing spells, support spells tend to require less mana to use than offensive magic. Though notably a lot of Priscilla’s utility magic costs very little mana so she will have no trouble using those unless a: she is already out of mana at that time or b: she doesn’t want to upset her tummy any further and risk an messy accident.

Personality - Quiet, embarrassed and ashamed about her condition, easily flustered but is a sucker for praise. Tends to hide her face in her large hat when embarrassed.

Clothing - Typical mage attire. Large hat, long cloak both a shade of purple  it’s pretty by the numbers but why fix what isn’t broken, hm? And besides, the cloak can be flipped up for impromptu diaper checks! She’ll definitely throw a fit if you do that though!

Equipment - She always has her trusty staff with her! It’s made of a special magic conductive wood which she carved herself! It was part of what she had to do while learning magic. It curves on the top into a C shape.

ATK - 0

DEF - 0

MATK - 5

MDEF- 3

SNK - 2

ESC - 1

BLS = 50, feeling urge at 40

BLI = 2

BWS = 90, feeling urge at 70

BWI = 3, casting a spell adds 2-4 to the actual roll

 Kennan

Age - early 40’s

Class – rogue. He is not physically strong but very dexterous and perceptive. He easily can detect enemies, unlock doors and even solve puzzles. His past is partially criminal – his fingers were trained by pickpocketing. He also was careful enough not to be caught.

After several years, he decided to use his skills on the other side of the law and offered his services to adventurers’ parties. These skills can be very useful in every mission.

Personality – Kennan is a mature man, and he is sensitive to everybody. His personality is a direct contrast to Harold.

Clothing:

Equipment – besides of the dagger, Kennan is equipped with a complete set of pick-locking tools.

ATK: 3

DEF: 4

MATK: 0

MDEF:0

SNK: 4

ESC: 4

Michelle

Age – late 20’s

Gender & sex – female

Class – cleric. Michelle is a powerful healer; she can use herbs, elixirs or magic to cure all kinds of diseases and wounds. She learned all skills from her mother – a powerful witch. However, she had to pay a prize for it – she never got potty-trained; her mother had to change her diapers until Michelle left their home. Michelle still doesn’t like the diaper changes on her own and would welcome if somebody else took care of her.

Personality – quite cheerful and content with her diaper condition. She even likes her diapers even if she doesn’t want to admit it.

Clothing:

Equipment – a bag with herbs and elixirs, a big bag with spare diapers and cleaning utensils.

ATK: 2

DEF: 2

MATK: 3

MDEF:4

SNK: 3

ESC: 4

BLS = 40

BLI = 3

BWS = 120

BWI = 2

3. Scene

4.Plots and relations

Kennan is a sensitive man. During his criminal past he lived in a lair together with women and even children. This experience made him sensitive, and his relationship with the female party members is almost parental; after all, they are much younger than him. He easily accepts the diapers and is willing to be a caretaker.

Harold, on the other hand, doesn’t like that relationship, but he has to accept magic and healing abilities. He accepts the women even if with a bit grumbling. Occasionally, he argues with Kennan about his alleged effeminacy.

Michelle is glad she has found somebody willing to take care of her and doesn’t show any sign of embarrassment when she asks Kennan to change her diapers. She even does it publicly, in front of Harold to tease him. She also likes to tease Pricsilla by checking her diapers.

Prissy could probably be teased a lot by anyone of the party! Though of course not in a malicious way. And if she ever finds herself out of mana, she’s gonna need everyone to pitch in and take care of her until she can move on her own again. She is also rather frail, like physically so she is of course going to need protecting in battle. More so than the average mage. That’s part of why her body reacts so negatively if she fires off too many spells.

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Narrator:

A small group of denizens was sitting around a table in Claycliff Inn and listening closely to an older man that just arrived at the town.

“Did you hear about the Dragon cave?” he took a sip of his wine and continued, ”a big treasure is hidden there, but it is guarded by a fierce dragon.”

“It is a fairy-tale,” a young man protested, “there are no dragons though.”

“Young friend, I’d be careful if I was in your shoes,” the newcomer smiled only, “it looks like a fairy-tale, but I’ve heard this story from several people in Silvercairn, and they were trustworthy. Dragons can exist even if you haven’t seen any of them.”

“Okay,” the younger man nodded, “it is nice to listen to you anyway,” he also took a sip of his wine. With every sip, his doubts were fading out.

The next day, the rumors about treasure spread across the whole town. Despite the initial doubts, the citizens got curious.

[Anonimoose]

The rumor of treasure spread around the town like wildfire… pretty soon, it was all anyone was talking about! Eventually the rumor even reached the ears of a small woman in an oversized, pointy hat. Two men were talking about it outside of a shop that the strange little mage was just exiting out of.

“Treasure, you say?” The mage, Priscilla, replied excitedly. Normally she would never ever talk to strangers… but when money was involved, she became practically a whole different person! “Tell me everything!” She said, gold coins in her eyes. The strangers ended up doing so and without a moment of hesitation the little witch waddled straight to the guild. Wait… waddled? The way she was walking was definitely abnormal but she ran off too fast for either person to take notice.

Once Priscilla arrived inside the building she asked the receptionist to put in a quest on the quest board. Dragon’s Cave… what kind of treasure might it hold? Priscilla was giddy just thinking about it! She couldn’t get all of that treasure on her own considering how frail she is and the fact that she is completely open while casting spells. She’ll need a team! But now that the quest was posted, all she had to do was wait… but then again, who would accept such a vaguely worded request?

[didba59]

The men didn’t know too many details. According to them, the cave was guarded by powerful magic as well as sneaky traps. The path to the cave itself was steep and dangerous. The last village before the mountains was Silvercairn; it was the last opportunity to get supplies.

“Missy, go to the inn and ask the newcomer; his name is Alastair. He talked about the cave and treasure three days ago. Hopefully, he hasn’t left yet” they recommended her.

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The guild receptionist smiled only, “missy, go to the board; you are not the first one. At least a dozen people have stopped here for this reason until now. However, I don’t guess any of them is courageous enough to go for it.”

As Priscilla entered the guild, she noticed a red-haired man that almost hit her in the entrance door, “sorry, miss,” he apologized and hurried up towards the inn.

[Anonimoose]

“Woah!” Priscilla shouted, spinning in place as the tall man rushed past her. She almost fell over but managed to keep her balance.

There was no luck on the quest board. Her quest was just one of many like this. No one was going to accept her quest at this rate! Not with all of these other options! So she decided to take matters into her own hands. She rushed to the inn to find this mystery informant she had heard so much about! Well rushed as much as she could. Because of the strange she was walking, she couldn’t exactly go as fast as she would like to.

[didba59]

Kennan was sitting at a table in front of the inn and talking with Alastair. Fortunately, Alastair didn’t leave; he was about to leave the next day.

“I’m glad to have met you before you would leave,” Kennan started the conversation and took a sip of his wine; he purchased a glass of wine for Alastair and for himself.

“Yeah, you are lucky. I guess you would like to know about the treasure,” Alastair smiled at Kennan.

“It isn’t hard to guess, mister Alastair. Could you tell me more details, please?”

“I can tell you what I heard from the Silvercairn villagers. I haven’t been to the cave at all. You can learn more when you arrive at the village. Nevertheless, you won’t be able to get the treasure on your own. You will need a good party.”

“Well, this is useful information, too. Do you have any idea about the party members?”

“According to what I’ve heard, you will need a good warrior, a mage and somebody able to pick locks and reveal traps.”

“Well, I can do the latter. Now I’d need a warrior and a mage, right?”

“Right,” Alastair nodded.

At that moment, Kennan noticed Priscilla; he guessed she was a mage, and she had been at the guild. Maybe he found the next member.

“Missy, can I ask you a question? Would you be so kind and sit down with us?” he turned to her and pushed a free chair away.

[Anonimoose]

At the point where Kennan had noticed her, Priscilla was leaning on her large staff as she was taking a moment to catch her breath. She was utterly exhausted from booking it here so quickly? “H-huh?” She replied, seeing that someone was calling her over. Wait a second… isn’t that the guy who ran out of the guild? She walked over slowly, sitting down next to him before leaning her head onto the table. It was a little unprofessional but she was tired! Mages aren’t exactly known for their physical endurance so perhaps this exhausted state she was in could be taken as a sign that she was a true mage!

[didba59]

“Missy, let me introduce myself; my name is Kennan, and this is Alastair,” Kenna pointed at Alastair, “he narrated the story about the treasure.”

As Priscilla leaned her head on the table, he smiled only, “you seem to be tired. Don’t worry and relax. Maybe you could have a glass of wine; it will replenish your strength. When you recover, we can talk about the treasure. Is it right?” he almost stroked her head.

Seeing the staff, Kennan was almost sure she was a mage. He flagged down the innkeeper and ordered a glass of wine without waiting for her answer.

[Anonimoose]

“Priscilla… my name’s… Priscilla…” she replied, pausing to take breaths in between every other word. “Not… “Missy”.” She was clearly out of breath but she did take her head off the table, showing interest in the talk of treasure.
But the name of the guy across the table sounded familiar… and then it hit her. “W-wait a second!” She shouted, pointed at Alastair. “Y-you’re the guy! The guy I’ve been l-looking for! Tell me everything you know about this… treasure!” She got so excited at her own revelation she had forgotten that was exactly what Kennan had said to her just moments ago. 

[didba59]

“Well, Priscilla,” Kennan nodded, “calm down a little, we are not in a hurry. When the innkeeper brings the wine, take a sip of it; it will help you.”

“Yeah, child, I’m the guy,” Alastair smiled. He instinctively called her child; he was much older and could be her father or even grandfather, “we were talking about the treasure when you arrived, and I can repeat it to you,” he slowly repeated his party idea to Priscilla.

“I am a rogue and can pick locks and reveal and disarm traps,” Kennan added, “I guess you are a mage, aren’t you?”

Meanwhile, the innkeeper brought a glass of wine and put it in front of Kennan; he pushed it towards Priscilla.

[Anonimoose]

“I’m not a child!” Priscilla retorted, sitting up and correcting her posture while staring daggers into the old man. She hated when people called her that! Though for someone who hadn’t met her before, it wasn’t a crazy conclusion to make. Between her small stature and oversized hat, she looked more like a child playing dress up than a full blown genuine mage! But a mage she was and this was something the shy little girl took great pride in.
 

Priscilla took a breath to calm down before turning to Kennan. “I am…” she said, gripping her staff and raising it up slightly before taking a sip of the wine. This was her first time drinking alcohol… but she after Alastair had the gall to call her a child, she was desperate to look more mature in their eyes, even though they are strangers to her. 

[didba59]

“Sorry, Priscilla. That slipped off my mouth instinctively. I didn’t want to underestimate your abilities, but I could be your father,” Alastair sighed.

The wine had an instant effect; her mood improved, and she smiled slightly.

“Well, you are an adult; now you will have to take a definite adult decision. You have heard Alastair and know about the treasure and the possible mission,” Kennan turned to her, “Priscilla, will you join me and start the mission? I know we are too few and need a warrior, but we will do our best to find him.”

Kennan looked at Priscilla and waited for her answer. She tried to look older, but there was something childish in her look. He didn’t mind it at all.

[Anonimoose]

She was hooked. Priscilla never imagined herself as a wine woman but if all wine tasted this good, then she was sold!

”Mhm, of course!” She responded, a wide smile now plastered on her face. “Put er’ there!” She said, offering a hand. She wasn’t usually this forward, like not even kind of, but it seems that she cannot take her alcohol too well. Her face was a little pink just from the initial sip! Once Kennan shook her hand they both could see how truly small her hands were in comparison to his. True, they were proportional to the rest of her body but still! 

“So… about these other people… do you got anybody in mind?” Priscilla asked before taking another sip of her beloved wine.

[didba59]

“Welcome to the party … wait … there was no party before,” Kennan grinned at her. Feeling the little hand in his’, he suddenly felt like her father, but he didn’t say anything, being warned by her earlier reaction.

He wasn’t sure if the wine was a good idea, but she was no child anymore. At least, it helped her overcome the scruples.

“Priscilla, I don’t know about the warrior,” he shook his head. Claycliff was a quiet and peaceful town; that’s why the treasure rumors made all citizens excited; it was a change of the boring life.

“I can help you,” Alastair interjected, “on my journey I stopped at Castleville. There is a military garrison there. I guess that this is the best place to find a mercenary.”

“A good idea,” Kennan nodded, “thanks, mister Alastair. We can go there. When can we set off?” he turned to Priscilla, “I will pack my belongings and can set off tomorrow in the morning. What about you?”

[Anonimoose]

“Y-yeah! Tomorrow works!” Priscilla replied excitedly, forgetting the minor detail that she wasn’t too much of a morning person on most days. But by this point she also knew that such sacrifices would have to be made if she wanted a chance at being part of the party that gets to this treasure first!

She took a third sip of the wine before thinking. “Though… if we are going to do this, it might get a little dangerous…” she paused for a moment to think. “Would it not be beneficial for us if we recruited a healer? Maybe one that can make elixirs! Lord knows I need some of those to keep my mana supply topped up.” She explained, hoping that even a non magic user like him could understand such a plight. Though it’s a little harder for people who don’t use magic themselves to comprehend the value of good MP management. If Priscilla’s MP runs out, she’s useless! Can’t get up on her own, can’t even move her body! She’d be a sitting duck if that happened!

[didba59]

“Okay, agreed,” Kennan nodded. He was an early bird and didn’t have any problem getting up at sunrise. He was excited and looking forward to the upcoming days.

The healer idea was good, even if he didn’t have any idea about mana. However, a healer would be necessary; he had to agree with the fact their journey would be dangerous.

“Sorry for my ignorance, Priscilla; what is mana?” he blushed slightly while asking her. He had heard that word earlier but didn’t have any idea about its meaning. All he knew was a vague idea it was related to wizardry.

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“Hey, I can help you again,” Alastair interjected, “I spotted a small cabin in Hulbiens Forest near the cave. A young girl and her mother live there, and I noticed lots of herbs being dried in the sun. Maybe they are healers.”

[Anonimoose]

“Oh god, how d-do I explain this…” she said as she placed two fingers on her furrowed brow. Her face was a bright red which gave a good indication that she was intoxicated already, especially so when she took one last sip of her wine, finishing off the glass she was given. 
 

“So I can fire off spells, as you know… T-those spells don’t come for free! They cost mana…. Oh lord… how do I describe what mana is! Magic power, I guess? I d-dunno, but point is, if I use up too much of it, I can’t move… elixirs will restore my mana r-reserves without me having to rest like I normally would. Does that make any sense?” She explained. Or at least tried to, to the best of her abilities given her current state. 

[didba59]

“I see,” Kennan nodded. The explanation was clear. Priscilla needed the mysterious mana to cast spells, and she needed to rest or take elixirs to restore it.

However, an issue appeared. The young girl was drunk; her speech and face revealed it clearly. Giving her wine wasn’t the best idea. Now she needed to go home and have some sleep to be able to start the mission the next day.

“Priscilla,” he turned to her and continued in a soft voice, “I guess this is your very first glass of wine. You should go home and have a good sleep. Are you able to walk or should I help you?” He doubted she would be able to get home safely.

[Anonimoose]

Priscilla scoffed. “I c-can walk just fine!” She got up from the table rather abruptly. Too abruptly in fact. While she did not fall over, she did have to lean on her staff (which is about up to her neck in height) for support. “S-see? Just fine!” She insisted. “Well it was very nice to m-meet you… Kennan, was it? I’m l-looking forward to working with you…!” She said as she made her way to the door. But that wine was really having an effect on her system. She completely forgot to relieve herself. Her bladder ended up giving way resulting in a muffled hissing sound reverberating through the room as her diaper swelled underneath her cloak. 

[didba59]

“Of course, you can,” Kennan nodded; he realized that an argue with a drunk person was useless. She hardly would be able to admit it, “anyway, I would like to accompany you, he stood up, put two coins onto the table and turned to Alastair, “thank you for everything It was nice to have met you.”

Kennan was following Priscilla slowly. While she was waddling to the door, she stopped for a moment, and a hissing sound echoed in the room. Kennan wasn’t sure what it was. The source of the sound wasn’t visible. He waited patiently until she stepped forward again, and was ready to catch her if she lost her balance.

[Anonimoose]

In her drunken stupor, the little mage didn’t even process that she wet her diaper… yet. She made her way out the door but due to a combination of her intoxicated state and the fact that her swollen diaper was spreading her legs apart, the girl ended up falling right onto her soggy butt.

[didba59]

Kennan smiled only and walked over to Priscilla and took her in her arms, “Priscilla, do you understand me? I can bring you home. Is it okay?”

The urine smell hit his nostrils as he was holding her. He realized what was going on but didn’t want to embarrass her in public. The combination of smell and dry clothes meant she was wearing a diaper.

[Anonimoose]

“Mhm…” she nodded, leaning into him as she was scooped up off the ground. They were both lucky she was drunk and not able to think clearly at this time… If Priscilla was sober, she might have made a scene! Especially since she was in a soggy diaper! “Do you even k-know where we’re going…?” She inquired. “You don’t even know where I live… silly!” Priscilla said, slurring her words a fair degree as she tried to speak. 

[didba59]

“Priscila, I really don’t know where you live but I need to know it just now,” Kennan tried to get the necessary information from her. However, he was ready to ask the villagers even if it wasn’t the best idea because of her actual condition. He was ready to protect her. In his past, he sometimes took care of children, and now he was feeling like her father.

“Can you tell me where to go?” he asked her while walking away from the inn.

[Anonimoose]

“It’s um… two blocks from here… down the street to the left. The big inn, you can’t… m-miss it..” Priscilla mumbled, trying her best to access her memory reserves. But doing so seemed to drain her of all her energy! Well before they arrived at their destination, the little mage was already fast asleep in Kennan’s arms.