Fairy

You watch the battle enviously. What you would give for spells, or even a bit of strength. Heroes get to ride around on dragons for fun while you need to beg them to keep your village safe till the next respawn. They call your sidequest boring and tedious, and they often just walk off, leaving the monsters to slaughter your friends and family. It's not your fault you need protection; you'd defend yourself if you could! No, you can't defend, you can't even deal damage. All you can do is plead with unsympathetic heroes and die

You take a perverse satisfaction in seeing a hero get banned. You'd like it better to see the admin fall for all the injustice they enforce, but as you just saw, that's impossible. As the hero falls, you notice something break away from him before he derezzes. The admin seems annoyed as he goes after it.

Hm, he did say the hero was a hacker; who knows how powerful some of his stuff could be! You go after it, confident that with your speed and knowledge of the woods, you'll find it before the admin.

Unfortunately, you're not the only one who saw the loot drop. You find a gnoll holding your prize. It's clearly disappointed in the treasure. It's just some armor; it doesn't even look that good. Still, it's better than anything you've got in the village, assuming you can even equip human armor with your size difference.

You can't think of that right now! You just have to assume it'll work, or nothing will ever get better! You stare at the gnoll, willing it to drop the armor. It doesn't look like it's worth his time, so he should leave it to conserve on inventory space.

But he doesn't. He tucks the suit under his arm and starts carrying it off. For crying out loud, he's not even equipping it! You aren't letting it go that easily, you fly up the armor and position yourself near the middle. This is about as equipped as it's gonna get, so just pray the armor likes you.

Yippee! IT WORKED! The gnoll seems surprised by the armor shrinking under his arm. Too bad, nasty, this is your armor now!

Hey, you squeal as the gnoll wraps his hand around you. What do you think you're doin', pixie? Give that back b'fore you hurt ye'self.

No! Not yet; you haven't even used it yet! You struggle in the beast palm and kick at his fingers, turning them into a red mist.

What?

The fuck you doin', Pixie? The gnoll growls as it punches with its complete hand. You shriek as you cover your face with your hands and curl into the fetal position. You're gonna die! Who knows what that was before, but this'll kill you for sure!

wait for it

Does he have to take this long?

This is ridiculous. You peek through your fingers to find yourself embedded in half carved meat. You wriggle your way out, disgusted by the blood now coating your new armor, and find yourself standing on the gnoll, his arm split halfway to the elbow. The gnoll's face is stuck in a silent scream as he looks at his ruined hands.

This armor

IS AMAZING! You fly up and bop the gnoll in the snout, turning his whole face inside out before he derezzes.