A lot

You look down at yourself as best you can and take inventory of your situation.

Your magical sword is gone, obviously. There's no way she would have let you keep that. So is your money, your boots, and all your armor.

Your bare feet feel a little ticklish touching the dirt around the tree, but other than that things could be worse. At least she left you with the (very fancy and comfortable) silk clothing you wear for padding under your armor.

This sucks, but you still have your modesty, and since you're by the side of the road, you're pretty sure you wont have to worry about freezing or starving to **** out here.

I mean, someone's bound to come by and help you out, right?