Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-31522620-20170317053020/@comment-30014014-20170317175843

"No, no, no!" the ambassador spits out, low enough to avoid the words wondering in the wurm's ears. Those closest to him in distance turn around, seeing him pulling out a vial as he approaches them "Guys, we rehearsed this last week, putting a poor man in a sausage manner with flimsy clothes supposed to resemble me is not going to work!"

One of the called out man facepalmed in embarrassment "Right, right! Sorry, sir! She caught us in a bit of a panic".

"It's all good, but keep her distracted while I fetch out one of the willing", he orders as they go back trying to confuse her with simple math.

The ambassador goes in a nearby tower containing prisoners and walks up to one. THeinmate quickly begins throwing insults at him because of his clothes. Of course, the ambassador simply retorts with a sleeping dart, putting the man in a deep sleep.

The two called out sees the ambassador dragging the dozing inmate and quickly proceed to "change" him to look like their lord. With that done, the ambassador empties a vial of morphic magic, turning the inmate into a twin look-alike of the man intended to mimic. Everything from his appearance to his SE is a starkly match to the original man.

The ambassador quickly runs out to hide while one of the two man whistles to get the wurm's attention. She turns and smells a disturbing familiar odor of the man's SE. Dropping the one she's holding as a fake, she quickly rushes to the sleeping inmate in disguise, just as he's waking up.

A shame, for all that smashing and slithering has made her parched and needy for intimacy and food. The two intertwined in one sequence of action. He screams in despair as she drags him off to a nearby cave away from town. Weird wet sounds and moaning can be heard inside as the town's people stare in uncomfortableness, including the ambassador who just got out of his hiding spot.

"Are they...?"

"Unfortunately, my lord", confirms one of his conscious guards.

"Uhh, let's just clean this place up and get another session of practice afterwards..."