"Hey, Actus, weren't you sent out on a mission?"
"Haha, I managed to pawn it off on some rookie," Leonel laughed uproariously.
Actus was a burly man with a rotund belly. He was quite friendly with a lot of people here and he was probably the last person one should try to impersonate. And yet, Leonel had still chosen him.
As expected, everyone seemed to notice his presence pretty much immediately, but this was what he wanted.
"You dog." The soldier laughed and shook his head.
"Well, it's not all good, he took my task so now I gotta take his and scout the mines."
"Ooo," the soldier put up his hands and waved them about in mock-fear, "the horror. You must be pissing in your boots."
"Actus" grinned and patted the soldier's shoulder.
"Maybe if you were as charismatic as me, you'd have an easier time than standing on your feet all day."
"Fuck you, bastard. I have better things to do than flirt with men all day."