An emergency meeting had been convened in the city hall, attended by the leaders of various communities. It was to confer and deliberate the new menace gripping their way of life: women dropping their pants in public. Such an absurd spectacle was being debated in such a superb hall.
The aging, gray-haired man spoke first. He slammed his hand on the desk in utter fury. His face was red with rage, and his eyes bulged like madmen's.
"This is an outrage!" He growled like a prodded bear, thumping his fist in front of a committee of community leaders. "The moral fabric of our society is broken beyond repair! The women in our communities have gone utterly mad! Dropping their trousers in public and showing their knickers!"
"I concur, Mordious. The women in our society should know better," another man in his middle years chimed in. "A woman showing her legs and underwear in public is a sin that must not go unpunished."
"And the instigator behind this farce is Elllustrya Windrider," the first man, Mordius, snarled through clenched teeth. "A woman of her standing should not act like some cheap street strumpet!"
"Yes, she has been spotted dropping her trousers in public and flashing her designer knickers, and now all the women think she is some sort of heroine and dropping their trousers, too, " the middle-aged man said.
"Even some of the men are joining in!" Another one of the patriarchs spat.
"Princess Pants-Down, they're calling her," another one interjected. "If she dares to show her face around her, she should be arrested and face the full force of the law! We need to make an example of her!"
"You men are proof that men are a danger to women," the matriarch, Vezara, spoke up with a gravitas that demonstrated her imposing presence. She was a conservatively dressed woman in her early forties and attractive. However, she was far from an ally of Ellustrya. "But this princess is indulging in the male gaze! Reducing women to sex objects! Men must never see a woman's underwear. Women must show modesty, as men are beasts with no self-control."
"All women engaging in this immoral behavior must be rounded up and sent to camps for reeducation!" An elderly man, whom looked like a religious leader, spoke up. "A woman's place is to uphold family values and traditions."
"Whilst you might be a filthy man, Richard," Vezara said authoritatively, raising one eyebrow. "I wholeheartedly agree that the women following these wicked actions should be punished. In fact, we should go even further. Ban all high cut underwear! Bans sells of women's underwear in the street! And arrest a man for even getting a glimpse of a woman's underwear!"
"And why are our women even allowed to wear trousers and go adventuring?" Mordious spat with the venom of a cobra, his forehead as red as a baboon's backside. "They should be housewives, looking after their husbands. A woman without modesty is an uncovered piece of meat. And if the wolves eat the meat, she only has herself to blame."
"Enough talk," Vezara announced, her voice silencing everyone in the room. "We must put an end to this sickening behavior, once and for all. I strongly believe this is a conspiracy by the dark elves to corrupt human society and to destroy us from within. Such a plot is… a declaration of war."
"Just what are you suggesting, Lady Vezara?"
"Are you all men without a shred of courage?" She retorted, her brow furrowing with disdain. "Until this cancer is eradicated, the dark elves should no longer be welcome in our country."
"Have you completely lost your mind? Do you not know what damaged this would do to the economy?" One if the men inquired.
"This is why you have no backbone." Vezara's voice was oozing with poison. "You are not willing to take the necessary risks to stamp out this nauseating conduct by out women."
Before any of them could respond to Vezara's proclamation, one of the guards, panting, burst into room. Panting desperately, he had to catch his breath.
"Well, speak!" Vezara snapped.
"We've got trouble, Lady Vezara." The guard said. "You better come and have a look at this."
Perhaps the word trouble was an understatement. Vezara irritably made her way into the building's forecourt, led by the guard, where she was met with a scene of utter chaos.
Outside the committee building, a throng of young women, all with their trousers lowered, displayed a whole hue of panty colors. They were holding placards with "Panty Power!" written on them.
"What is the meaning of this!?" Vezara demanded, her eyes widening in surprise. "Arrest these trollops at once!"
"Now!" One of the women shouted.
What happened next would go down in history. The entire crowd of women then turned around and bent over, mooning their panty-clad backsides at Vezara. She was livid, to say the least.
"How dare all of you!" she barked. "Your underwear is disgusting. This conduct in public will have severe consequences for all of you and your families."
"We'll see about that!" The leader of the movement said defiantly. "Ladies! Panty attack!"
They then all began to pelt Vezara with used panties.
"Ellustrya," she murmured. "Mark my words. You will pay dearly for this humiliation."
Before she knew it, Ellustrya was perched on top of Boldasarre, the gusset of her white knickers plowed right against his briefs. The pair were close, to be sure, but this was way to close for comfort.
They found themselves in this unfortunate position after being chased off the cliff by a giant fowl, with their pants around their ankles.
The Dark Elf princess, completely red-faced, pulled herself off Boldasarre in utter embarrassment.
"B-B-Boldasarre…! Don't get the wrong idea!" she yelped. "L-Let's not rush into things! You need to be gentle with me."
"L-Lady Ellustrya, please forgive me!" Boldasarre whimpered. "You were just suddenly on top of me in your knickers."
"And you were suddenly beneath me, in your underpants." She retorted. "But are you all right?"
"Yes," he said. "It seems the thick vegetation around here broke our fall."
"Well, it was mostly you who broke my fall." Ellustrya retorted. "But how did it feel… my knickers against your… you know what."
"Can we not talk about that right now!" Boldasarre said.
"My apologies," Ellustrya said. "It seems I got a little overexcited. We should survey our surroundings and determine our next course of action."
As Ellustrya got her bearings on her surroundings, she deduced that they had fallen into a chasm brimful with crystals. A thicket of mushrooms as big as oak trees, with caps looming over them, provided shelter from the elements. Running water could be heard nearby, and a waterfall could be heard cascading nearby.
They had fallen into a chasm with large mushrooms and a cascade, a slightly hollow area with crystals. They pushed themselves up and then waddled their way over to the near side of what looked like an arch of rock consisting of a small winding cave.
When they crossed to the other side, they were completely unprepared for the sight that awaited them: dozens of beautiful maidens, completely naked, bathing in the shallow pool of water.
"Avert your eyes, Boldasarre!" Ellustrya exclaimed as she covered his eyes. "Focus on my white knickers!"
"Princess Ellustrya?" One of the lithe maidains with red hair said.
"Princess Zatrona? Is that you?" Ellustrya replied.
"Zatrona?" Boldasarre gasped. "You mean the…"
"Yes. She is the Princess of the Vespyads, the nymphs who can change their form into that of a wasp."
"I thought they were just a legend."
"She is an old friend from a long time ago." Ellustrya answered.
"So, why exactly are your breeches down by your ankles?" Zatrona asked, examining her friend's unusual attire. "Love the knickers, by the way! Where can I get a pair?"
"…"
Ellustrya also noticed Boldasarre was emulating Ellustrya's perplexing fashion trends.
"Your pants down too, boy? Don't tell me the pair of you were up to something… lewd."
"No!" Boldasarre and Ellustrya shouted at the top of their lungs.
"Relax! I'm just joking. But seriously, why are your trousers down? You haven't developed some weird fetish, have you, Ellsutrya?"
"Well," Ellustrya said, her cheeks turning slightly red, "It's a long story. I'll tell you all about you."
"So, is adventuring with your pants down a thing now? Sounds like fun! I'd love to try something as exhilarating as that! Where do I sign up?"
"What!?" Ellustrya exclaimed.
"Huh?" Boldasarre stuttered.
You could hear the incredi=ulity in their voices. The pair both looked dumbfounded. This was most unexpected.
This adventure was becoming even more bizarre as time passed by.