An incredibly small and narrow stream!

You come to stop and use your hand and arms to cover yourself, surprised at how worked-up your body is after that short run ("It's just because of the exercise, nothing more!" You try to tell yourself).

You are standing in front of a very narrow, shallow-looking stream with a wooden bridge crossing over it. The bridge appears completely untended, but there is a small wooden box with a sign next to it that says "YOU MUST PAY THE TOLL IF YOU WISH TO CROSS."

You let out a sigh of relief. You can take this path to the woods where you should have no trouble finding leaves or something else to cover up your nakedness. Then you can just tell whoever you come across that your possessions were stolen by a coward while you bathed in a pond, or perhaps you lost them while battling some fearsome aquatic creature.

You start to walk across the bridge, ignoring the sign and toll (it's not like you've got anything to pay with) as your mind starts working on a heroic and face-saving explanation for today's unfortunate events.

You get about three stops across when you feel something strong and clammy grabbing your ankle and foot and lifting you upside-down and into the air.

You let out a scream in surprise as a large very irritated troll emerges from underneath the bridge.

She looks very angry, and in a loud, booming voice she says "YOU DIDN'T PAY THE TROLL TO - WHAT THE FUCK!? WHY ARE YOU NAKED!?"

Your face burns bright red and you instinctively try to bury it in your hands, as if that will somehow improve your situation. That's when you realize that by covering your face, you've unintentionally just given this troll a great up-close look at everything else.

You hear a shocked gasp and soon realize the error of your ways, but before you can do anything, you fall to the ground with a loud, fleshy-sounding thud.

You look up to see the troll taking a step back, her face turning red and her mouth opened wide in shock.

"You... you're one of those pre-verts, aren't you?" A look of absolute terror crosses the troll's face. "St-stay away from!"

Your hands instinctively return to your face, flashing the troll a second time.