"Another? We have to get rid of the first one quick or we will be attacked at all sides." Fiera muttered, focusing her will on a spell that would not miss. It would not do as much harm, but right now, doing anything to help the group take these birds down was a bonus already. Her hands rose, still trembling, making the arcane sigils as she chanted the words, thrusting fingers ahead towards the bird to conjure up a silvery arrow, which shot ahead with force, followed very shortly by another.<br/><br/>"Fall, bird of prey."<br/><br/><hr/>OOC: Magic Missile, 2d4+2 for damage isn't much but its something at least.<br/>At 2011-07-29 07:10:31, Fiera (uid: 16754) rolls: 2d4a2 Result: 6 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/dicebot.php?r=30327)