This place isn't worth dying for. Just steal a few chickens and run before anyone sees you.

From Create Your Own Story

"Grab as many chickens as you can." you command before rushing forwards to catch one of the chickens. Sadly, they scatter and lead you both on a wild chase around the glade, cackling in panick and flapping their wings like their life depended on it. If it wasn't so frustrating, it'd actually be funny.

After about seven minutes of chasing, Bethilda manages to catch two of the chickens, while the third runs out into the forest to hide. You decide going after it wouldn't be worth the effort, and instead head out of the glade before anyone acts on all that clucking from earlier.


Eventually, night falls once again; and you spitroast both chickens over the campfire (you can't help it; orcs are known for their love of tender flesh, be it animal or genitalia). It fills your stomach but, most importantly, gives you an incredible ego-boost. You just hunted your very own dinner. And it was way tastier than the stuff your brothers used to bring home.

"Good, isn't it?" Bethilda asks while gnawing on a leg. "I was a housemaid back in Fairholt before serving the orcs. We always cooked at least two hens every Saturday.".

You suddenly remember that there'll be another day tomorrow, and then another one after that. You can't just keep stealing chickens from the same place; you need to find a place to live.

Status
Health Dangerously Horny, mated to Bethilda Equipment:

naked

Experience Virgin
HP 100
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