<em>'No one is going to miss one chicken!'</em>Missy thought to herself as she inched closer to the chicken pen, wriggling along the ground to avoid notice. Missy was about as stealthy as a dying ox, her azure dress standing out amongst the lush grass.<em>'I am sure they won't even notice that a chicken is missing!'</em>Her stomach let out a deafening roar, it had been two days since Missy had a bite to eat. She had finished the last of trail rations stolen from her former master... wait is it stealing if you steal from a dead person? No matter. She was very low on supplies and she was never shown how to fend for herself in the wilderness. A nice juicy chicken is what she needed.<br/><br/>Lying at the edge of the pen Missy looked upon the brood mouth salivating.<em>'I have never caught a chicken before, they always use to get away from me back at home. Might just be easier if I just...'</em>Missy rubbed her hands together, a big grin appeared on her face. She flicked her long brown hair out of the way as she muttered an arcane chant. Her palms extended releasing a cone of flame upon the chicken pen burning the unfortunate chickens that lay within 15 feet of her. Stealth was the key, unfortunately she must have forgotten it at home.<em>'Uhhhh oh no, um'</em>Missy scanned around for a well or some other source of water to help. She began to shake her hands frantically.<em>'Well they have horses... they wont miss chickens when they have horses right?'</em><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Burning Hands</div><div class="spoiler_body">At 2014-08-08 10:29:15, Missy (uid: 21688) rolls: 1d4 Result: 2 (https://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=62659) </div></div>