You wonder which god you ticked off to make you a girl now. Probably some trickster god no doubt. There's a lot of them in Illyrium.
You go to sleep, thinking you'll come up with something tomorrow.
You wake up in the morning, ate some breakfast, and realized that your coin purse is light on gold coins. You miss your overpowered hero and villain lives. This was never a problem.
You could remember something you've seen on a flier on a tree. You could live out the Skyrim milk mod economy now at a nearby farm, or you could go back to adventuring. That ought to save some of your dignity in your turned to a girl life.
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