You're feeling full. Take a walk.

"If you will all excuse me, I'm feeling a little full and will take a little walk", you declare to the dinner guests.

"I hope you're not too full for the ball tonight Inquisitor", quips Empress Celene.

"I wouldn't miss it for the world your majesty. I bid you all a good evening", you reply.

...

It was a warm and quiet night as you strode through the garden. For once in a long while, your dick was soft but still large enough to swing a third of a way towards your knees. It was good to get away from crowd once in a while, especially on such a pleasant night such as this one. You lift a rose from one of the bushes and take a sniff, engulfing yourself in the pleasantries of being alone.

Just then, you can see three figures jump down from one of the higher balconies above. Even as a dirty, overweight pervert you had enough confidence in your magical abilities to approach this very obvious danger. You remember Briala warning you about intruders during that blowjob by the fountain... these people were more than likely those intruders. However, you were no rogue and the three figures bravely stride towards you, very aware of your presence.

There was a woman among them, wearing dark purple and pink. Her hair was a dark brown that reached her shoulders and she wore a sinister smirk on her face. She had a very feminine figure with large breasts that were hidden underneath a woven mesh design on her dress top. There were two men behind her, carrying a very expensive looking painting.

"Ah, Inquisitor. I'm sorry we had to meet like this. I am Marjolaine, a bard by trade. I trust Leliana has spoken of me before?", she inquires.

You cross your arms, staring the woman down, "actually she's never mentioned you".

Marjolaine looked a little hurt, "oh, that's upsetting to hear. Well, either way, you seem to have caught us red-handed and you see... we can not have any witnesses tonight I'm afraid". Marjolaine then snaps her fingers and the two figures behind her put the painting down and pull out swords. The clearly evil bardic woman continued to smile at you as the two figures stalked closer, ready to kill you.

It was time to teach this thieving bitch a lesson!