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Examining your new body was getting boring, so you head towards the road. It is no wider than the height of a man. Choosing a direction at random (incidentally, you prefer right over left), you start to plod along.

Strange, colossal trees grew sparsely across the landscape. So high, in fact, that they disappear into the clouds above. The twirling branches and vines probably held an entire ecosystem within its embrace. Dull colored birds occasionally darted out from a tree before quickly retreating into safety. The grassy plains that made up the rest of the land was almost barren in comparison to the towers of life.

Passing a few of these trees probably took around an hour. Although you are sweating from the midday heat, your feet do not tire in the slightest. Perhaps this body is far superior than your previous in terms of physical ability.

As you conquer a small hill, you find that the path leads down to what can only be described as a town. A large number of houses rise from the flat valley, made of wood and stone. Far away to the left, livestock could be seen grazing the plentiful grass. A few people were in sight. They wore simple clothing that came in various shades of brown. Clearly the technological advancement of this world is a little lacking.

Despite walking down the road, no one was close enough to notice your approach. You wonder how the people would take to a naked lady walking around in broad daylight.

 

Choice:


          Sneak into a house and procure some garments.

          Try to ask for help.

 
 
 

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