Ignatz Victor, Wordly Artist

With a start, you wake up in a soft, comfy bed. Immediately, your mind is flooded with information. The game you were playing, the challenge you have, the conditions and rules around it... Your head pounds as you're filled with the gravity of your never-in-a-lifetime situation. Oh, motherfucker... How did you get into this?

You sit up and groan, rubbing your eyes groggily. It looks like it's your dorm room at Garreg Mach. You're naked, of course. The cool air makes you want to dive back under the covers and enjoy the feel of the fabric against your bare skin. But no, if you ever want to wear clothes again, you need to Support rank each of these Units... Too bad you have debilitating body image issues.

You stand and check your dresser, but of course there's not a stitch to be found inside it. You don't even have the luxury of shoes.

Well, it's a free day... You'll be doing it totally naked and exposed to the eyes of everyone at Garreg Mach, their judgmental gazes eye up your breasts, ass, and pussy, but you can explore Garreg Mach at your leisure, you suppose. You could hit up the greenhouse, the dining hall, the cathedral, the training grounds, the sauna, the marketplace, the fishing pond, the stables, the garden...