The power of the pixie is too much to ignore. The boost will be more than enough to change the coming battle and you are willing to risk stealing the damn thing if it means you will be less likely to end up as some orc's sex slave.
Peeking out around the box, you place your right arm forward, aiming it directly at the pixie jar. You wait for a perfect opportunity; for a moment where the group would be truly distracted. It takes a while but your patience eventually pays off. The orc, speaking in a language you don't understand, suddenly shoots up and begins yelling at the top of his lungs. For a moment, you are worried they had noticed you. Relief washes over you as the orc approaches his compatriots and draws his sword, perhaps offended by something his friend said. Not one to waste an opportunity, you cast your levitate spell. At the moment, your weak powers only let you levitate up to ten pounds. More than enough for the current task.
The three brutes fail to notice as the insignificant jar floats away. It slowly makes its way across the room, ducking behind an indiscriminate pile of crates. You confidently snatch the jar from the air as it pulls up to your position. Pride overflows from within you, forcing you to stifle a cheerful giggle. With nary a clue left of your trick, you have successfully accomplished your goal.
As you began to unscrew the lid to the jar, you are faced with another question: how to devour the pixie? As a gastromancer, all that is required is that you devour it. Any method is acceptable. As you see it, your options are to send the pixie down your gullet, up your backside or unbirth it.
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