>>5964581You morph into the form of an ebony treasure chest, opting for a timeless classic. As you settle into your disguise, a young and naive adventurer stumbles into the dungeon, eyes alight with the prospect of treasure, and heads straight for you. However, his advance halts at the caution of a woman's voice, "Adventurer, wait! Don't open that chest! It's a mimic! Please, free me and we can leave this place together!" The source of the plea is a human female, scantily clad and shackled to the wall. Intrigued, the adventurer diverts his path towards her, only for the supposed damsel in distress to morph into another mimic, promptly devouring him. Sighing in frustration, you call out, "Please stop taking my lunch, Jared." To which Jared, your mimic counterpart who prefers the guise of distressed maidens to ensnare his prey, responds mid-feast, "Adopt or die, loser."
>What's the plan now? 
