Clearly, hanging around with trees was not one of Schwertleite's most favourite hobby. Thus, it came to no surprise that the girl woke up the entire forest with a big, typical and not elegant 'EEEEEEHHHHHHHHHH!?' Including a lot more, redundant, exclamation- and question-marks. It was only through luck that the molesting branches did not yield to the feather-light weight that every female self-proclaimed protagonist possessed, giving the apparent german girl some more time to analyze the situation she was in.
Right, she was grinding rare materials for the Randgris-Set, which recipe was even rarer. The boots, to be specific, which would have doubled her current jumping limit. And of course she had been stuck on the last drop for hours. Now, the server maintenance probably hit, which would most likely forced her to log out. But this? Was this...some special event? Hah! Leite was truly lucky. Though, the spawning location was still strange.
It took her only a few moments though before her wishful thinking slowly turned into grim realization. She felt... different, something was off. Really off. Taking a good look at herself it became apparent: Her equipment was missing. Instead, she was wearing some lowly peasant clothing that were way beyond her. Were the GMs harassing her?!
Well, they clearly messed with the wrong girl, doing something unwomanly as pointing her middle finger up to the sky she simply said. "Even in those I still look gorgeous!" Not even a second after though, as if she had just spoken some sort of spell, the blonde girl heard the sounds of wood cracking, sealing the deal for her impending fall.
Giving off the mandatory "Kyyyyaaaa!"-sound that was in the arsenal of every woman. Schwertleite fell down and cursed her great hair for not providing any Aerodynamics. No, she could only hope something would cushion her fall! Well, she could also try to do some acrobatic shit, but considering the low-level the girl had, this was out of question.