“Blurb blob bloob!?!” A surge of bubbles suddenly disturbs the water’s surface, followed by a head of dark hair bursting forth gasping for air.

*cough* *cough* *gasp* “What the hell was that? I almost drowned! Since when was this water so... deep?” She sputtered out with gasping breathes, her blue eyes widened with bewilderment at the sound of her own voice. She frantically began to run her hands down her body, finding it more slender and smaller than before.

She goes still, allowing herself float upon her back, mind still reeling from what she just experienced. All she could recall was being screamed at by some woman with golden eyes and hair in some language that she didn’t understand, followed by a feeling of imminent death, then a dead eyed man shrouded in shadow showed up, and finally immense pain. Initially she thought that it was all a dream, but there was no denying her body’s changes and there was no way the pain she felt wasn’t the real deal.

“It’s Real! This is all real!” she finally admitted to herself. Up until this point, she was in a dazed denial up until the pain shocked her out of it. The sudden encounter had forced her to face her new reality. Thinking again of the encounter, her thoughts turned to her savior and the possible cause of the intense pain with a sigh.

*sigh*

“Well... at least I wasn’t reduced to an infant... I think that creepy guy may of actually saved me...Twice!”Shuddering at memory of her apparent savior. A chaotic mass of shadows with a weathered head of an old man set with a pair of dead piecing eyes with a hunger that made her skin crawl.

Returning to the present she noticed the sky had taken an orange hue, the pale sun was well past it’s zenith. She judged it was time to get out of the water and waded her way back to shore. The clothing she had left confirmed her change in stature and was now much too large for her. Gathering the least soiled of it, she begrudgingly started to alter them to fit her new form. After an hour of toil, she had converted her adult clothing into a ragged knee length dress from her blouse along with a makeshift pack from her cloak.

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The dark haired girl estimated her bodies current age to be physically that of around 12-14 years old human or roughly a 30 year old elven child and had adjusted the clothes accordingly.

Whilst clothing herself, her eyes locked onto her left hand as she was reaching for her pack. A band with a dark stone was resting upon her finger, something she had completely forgotten about.

“I feel like an idiot...” she said in exasperation. She could of withdrawn clean enchanted resizing clothing instead of ruining her outfit and wasting her time. Continuing to stare at the ring for a moment she had a sudden sinking realization. “How do I even open it?”

Fidgeting with the ring before removing it, she watched in surprise as the ring grew large enough for an adult. The girl then gingerly slipped it back on and watched in wonder as it shrank to a perfect fit upon her finger.

“Ok... safe to assume it still works, but beyond that... I have no idea how to use this thing without the system’s hot keys.”

With a sigh, she started to think about her situation.

“I’m a mage that knows next to nothing about magic... Although that may be for the best, it probably works differently here than back in the Worlds... I just need to find a teacher and then I’ll figure out my spacial storage ring from there...”

“I’ve next to no knowledge of this world besides knowing there’s powerful beings here and one seems to have it out for me for some reason...”

“I got experience as a rogue and my training as soldier that I can lean back on if I can’t find less dangerous work to support myself with.”

“I’m trapped in the body of a child and am completely lost in a world that I know nothing about...”

Slinging her makeshift pack onto her shoulders. With determination in her eyes she began to follow the flow of the stream in the hopes of finding civilization.