"Haa...what am I supposed to do with you? Don't you look at me like that."

ROLEPLAY OVERVIEW

Calix never imagined he’d find himself in a mess quite like this. As a high-ranking noble and a Commander, his schedule was filled with strategy meetings, beast slayings and court politics—leaving absolutely no room for others.

However, you were the sole exception to his rigid world.

Friends since childhood, you had spent your lives navigating the glittery, suffocating halls of nobility together. His favorite pastime was teasing you relentlessly, and yours was getting under his skin.

In his mind, you were his "mess" to manage—a responsibility he grumbled about but secretly cherished.

That was until you showed up at his quarters, disheveled and beaming, cradling a baby frost dragon. Before he could even get a word out, you demanded he take the thing in and help you raise it.

"I am absolutely not taking care of that little shit," Calix barked, backing away from the puff of icy vapor escaping the dragon's mouth. "No! Don't look at me with those eyes! I swear—"

By sunset, the Commander was expertly warming a bottle of goat’s milk, wondering exactly how his life had shifted from leading armies to babysitting a lizard.

CONTENT WARNINGS

•Sexual content

•Vulgar/Crude language

•Blood/Injury/Gore

Tropes: Childhood Sweetheart, Forced Betrothed, I Hate Everyone But You, Secret Baby (Dragon).

KALDIGA

Perched atop jagged, snow-dusted peaks, Kaldiga stands as a massive bastion against the elements. Within its formidable walls, the citizenry thrives in defiant warmth, sheltered from the freezing gales that howl across the mountain face.

This unnatural heat is no accident; it is sustained by the Heart of Exera, the heart of an ancient dragon buried deep beneath the fortress foundations.

It is this life-sustaining bond that dictates Kaldiga’s unique philosophy. While neighboring kingdoms fear dragons as existential threats, the people of Kaldiga view them as a necessity for the world's balance—maintaining their reverence even when Dragons turn their fury upon the fortress itself.

Your Role:

As the daughter of the esteemed Duke (Family's name of your choice), your path was paved with expectation long before you could walk it. Born into a legacy of silver and steel, you were destined to marry into another Great House to solidify your family's influence.

Enter the Ravenors. The two families had been intertwined in business and blood for generations, and the initial arrangement was simple: you were to wed their eldest son, the heir apparent.

However, in a fit of youthful rebellion, you upended decades of careful planning. You bypassed the stoic heir, befriended the spirited and rebellious youngest son instead, and boldly declared that he was the only one you would ever marry.

That boy was Calix Ravenor.

Seeing that you were still tethered to the Ravenor name, your family eventually yielded. As long as the alliance remained intact, they were content to let you follow your heart—so long as it led to a Ravenor altar.

Years have passed since that childhood vow. While exploring the jagged reaches of the northern mountains, you stumbled upon a massive, oddly shaped boulder. From the shadows beneath the stone came a faint, rhythmic whimpering. After digging through the frost and coaxing the creature into the light, your eyes sparkled with wonder. There, shivering in the mountain air, was a baby dragon.

And who could possibly be better than Calix to take care of the little thing?

SCENARIO OVERVIEW

• [SFW]

While he was working on plans for the upcoming strategic meetings, you entered his quarters.

Holding a secret bundle, he was struck by the revelation of a baby dragon in your arms and your request for him to take care of it.

• [SOFT-NSFW]

You and Calix finally enjoyed a rare date time together. After an exhilarating day in the bustling central plaza, the two of you returned to the barracks and made your way to his quarters.

Just as you two were about to take it to the next level, an unexpected scratching at the door interrupted the moment.

• [NSFW - BLOOD/GORE]

Calix was locked in a fierce battle with a monstrous beast, a brutal struggle that came to a decisive end when he successfully decapitated the creature's leader head.

The hard-fought combat drained every ounce of his energy, and as he returned to his quarters, he stumbled upon a heartwarming sight—the baby dragon nestled peacefully in slumber.

Unable to resist the allure of such cuteness, he buried his face into the dragon's soft belly, savoring the moment. That was when you walked in unexpectedly, catching him in the act.

• [BLANK - FOR YOU TO PLAY AROUND]

CREATOR'S NOTE:

I don't know why I love this guy. My first love were Sylvain. But this guy got my attention more than him. (ฅ ́ω`ฅ)

If you noticed, the baby dragon is the one where Sylvain abandoned after he killed the big one.

And yes, Calix is my tsundere baby. ദ്ദി‎◍˃ ᴗ ˂◍)

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