The team of misfits odd balls, hit the local bath house, filled by the nostalgia of old times. Our male protagonist with a partial memory loss is walking the hall, when (accidentally?) through a gap, glance onto the girls dressing room, where the female part of the party was preparing for the bath. Especially he receive a shock that make him to freeze in place, when his eye fall onto a specific dragon symbol, like a tattoo, that is actually a cutie mark or a magical seal.
As if it was a scripted event, the taller woman with beauty and personality of cold blooded hunter cat, (too cold, to Ice to others, but still hang around), glanced at the but cheek of the girl next to her. "I wanted to ask,-- Whats with that dragon mark sigil?"
And the short mischief little dragon, a scientist who is serious only toward a science and like to talk as a story character who occasionally breaking the fourth wall; turn to the tall one amused with a great grin on her face. "Its exactly that, my dear kitty. But I suppose that our dear amnesia hero will be interested too, if he ever saw it."
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Protagonist got an uneasy felling about it. During last those days, he realized that this duo, like to mess with him, fully exposing his lost memory condition, making a lot of sub hinted references and clearly leaving off an important pieces of puzzle. Actually the entire team play along as if it was a gig of (who will slip first and broke the game). He got dewy, not sure if the girls know he is there and again,-- messing with him.
The scientist continue: "Let me tell a tale of old, when a legendary hero party challenged a red dragon, hundred times they size. They sketchy scholar tried to negotiate with the dragon, so the dragon make a very offensive mocking in a noble tongue." She make a naughty mischievous expression. "The scholar got piss triggered so hard, that he ditch the hero party to fist solo the dragon." As reference he role-played the livid adventurer, with ice cold wrath, making a bone-joints cracking noises with her palm. "(I call dips on this little shit! The rest of you frag off, as I deal with this brat, my self!)" At that moment that short one had an insane expression of a (battle thirsty dragon?), as if looking at past, enveloped in spell of memories.
Then she snap back to herself laughing. "Ha-ha, so many curses, spells and body alternations, that the duo was actually hang out together on they journey. At one point they had to attend a royal banquet but had been cursed to not be able to talk a common tongue." Then she winked. "If you are interest I can tell the entire story. Maybe the boys will like it too. Especially our hero, but I suppose that he is more interested to be yours scratch post." As she make the cat paw move, they both turn they heads toward the gap, as if expecting to see somebody there peeping on them.
Yet the protagonist already managed to hide, avoided to be directly spotted, having a dewy face as he just dodged the bullet.
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So the duo, head out through other door, toward the bath pools section.