Our hero did what felt like falling through the darkness.
This he did for about three minutes, and then suddenly.
<table width="0">
<tbody>
<tr>
<td>
Welcome to the Capital of the Northern road, Christiania.
</td>
</tr>
</tbody>
</table>
Our hero, no our heroine was standing next to a fountain surrounded by large buildings made of stone, four stories tall. She tried taking an unsteady step forward, but instantly noticed many things were different now. First off, the shirt she was given did not fit over her E-size breasts.
She buttoned up her already unbuttoned shirt, going from showing a bit of cleavage, to quite a large amount of cleavage “that’s better” she said with her new beautiful obviously female voice, before…
<table width="0">
<tbody>
<tr>
<td>
+2 SEX
</td>
</tr>
</tbody>
</table>
“huh?” what was it she did? She had no idea. Choosing instead to ignore it, taking another step, her tail swishing behind her, her breasts bouncing and her hair blowing in what was starting to become a very cold wind. So cold in fact, that her nipples were visible through her shirt “first off, a Bra” she said to herself, luckily, the game had at least the decency give her panties.
<table width="0">
<tbody>
<tr>
<td>
+3 SEX
</td>
</tr>
</tbody>
</table>
“I think there is something wrong with this stat…” she mumbled quietly before going to the nearest guard “excuse me, can you tell me where I can find a tailor?” our heroine said with as much excitement as she could muster in what quickly was beginning to feel like a blizzard.
“y-yeah i-it’s down that alley there” he stuttered and pointed “and then down the second road to the left, after that it’s just a couple hundred meters and you’re there, you can’t miss it” he said, never looking away from our heroines deep cleavage.
"THANKS!" she said, still trying to get used to the changes. She turned around, and immediately slipped on ice "owie!"
Jane exclaimed a bit too feminine for her own taste. She looked down and saw that her pants had ripped.
"shitty pants...." she mumbled, hurriedly walking away from the thrise damned frozen puddle.
<table>
<tbody>
<tr>
<td>Cold Resistance went up 1 lvl</td>
</tr>
</tbody>
</table>
finally something that could be called good happened. Now, a bit less bothered by the freezing cold she made her
way to the tailor, she went in and asked for lessons. It turned out the tailor was an Arachne,
she didn''t even turn to look at Jane and simply said "lessons are 10 copper"
That was all Jane had, but with an ill-fitting shirt and ripped pants, she figured she really needed this.
Thus she spent the rest of the day sewing shirts and skirts. And at the end of the day, all that she got for it wasUnauthorized reproduction: this story has been taken without approval. Report sightings.
<table>
<tbody>
<tr>
<td>You have aquired the skill Sewing lvl 1</td>
</tr>
</tbody>
</table>
<table>
<tbody>
<tr>
<td>+2 DEX +1 AGI</td>
</tr>
</tbody>
</table>
And a self-made skirt, that because of her lacking skills looked more like a miniskirt.
The worst part was that when the Arachne, named Agnes, saw her ripped pants she made her throw them away.
So now she was standing there in a shirt that showed most of her cleavage, still no bra and a mini skirt, not a copper to her name.
As she stood there shivering in the cold, she again mumbled to herself "i-i-i-i n-need a-a j-j-job"
---------
current stats and skills
Spoiler: Spoiler<input class="spoilerButton" type="button" value="Show">
<table>
<tbody>
<tr>
<td colspan="2">
general information
</td>
<td colspan="4">
attributes
</td>
<td colspan="3">
job information
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td>
name
</td>
<td>
Jane Dawn
</td>
<td>
STR
</td>
<td>
10
</td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
<td>
name
</td>
<td>
lvl
</td>
<td>
progress
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td>
species
</td>
<td>
Hulder
</td>
<td>
DEX
</td>
<td>
12
</td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
<td>
Newbie
</td>
<td>
2
</td>
<td>
0%
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td>
guild
</td>
<td>
none
</td>
<td>
CON
</td>
<td>
10
</td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td>
health
</td>
<td>
100/100
</td>
<td>
AGI
</td>
<td>
11
</td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td>
mana
</td>
<td>
100/100 (1mp pr min)
</td>
<td>
INT
</td>
<td>
10
</td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td>
satiety
</td>
<td>
1000/1000
</td>
<td>
WIS
</td>
<td>
10
</td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td>
gold
</td>
<td>
0g 0s 0c
</td>
<td>
SEX
</td>
<td>
30
</td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
</tr>
</tbody>
</table>
<table>
<tbody>
<tr>
<td colspan="4">
skills
</td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td>
Cold Resistance
</td>
<td>
lvl 2
</td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td>
Sewing
</td>
<td>
lvl 1
</td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
</tr>
<tr>
<td></td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
<td></td>
</tr>
</tbody>
</table>